you'll always be the one that i wanna come home to shubman & jeevitha

i like shiny things but i'd marry you with paper rings mahek & shubman

@𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋 Hi. My friends bet I couldn't get your attention. I told them they were underestimating me. @𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 They were overestimating you. ------ @𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 An Oxford PhD scholar, internationally acclaimed artist, and aspiring cricket journalist, Evara Rai Singh has a razor-sharp tongue, an untouchable aura, and a habit of turning pain into masterpieces. Fiercely independent and secretly protected by the Kohli family, she'd rather burn every bridge than let another arrogant cricketer think he can own her. @𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋 Indian cricket's cold, calculated golden boy, Shubman Gill never lets emotions dictate his game, until a reckless locker-room bet makes him chase the one woman he was never supposed to want. The more she slips through his fingers, the more impossible she becomes to let go.

To all the shubman lover girls, who crave sweet and innocent love, but wanna be fucked till they pass out! ⭐️🎀🌷💌 Open to suggestions!!

"𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗘 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗘" In a game where revenge fuels every step, desire becomes the most dangerous weapon. In a world where power, pride, and revenge reign supreme, two sworn enemies find themselves entangled in a dangerous game of love and hate. 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋 and 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐊𝐀𝐑 come from rival families, each with a deep-rooted vendetta that stretches back generations. Both have their own reasons for seeking vengeance, both have their own scars to heal-and both are willing to go to any lengths to cross paths with each other. They say there's a thin line between love and hate. What happens when two enemies, driven by revenge, decide to walk that line? When a relationship becomes their weapon, and desire becomes their greatest weakness? This is not a love story. This is a story filled with mysteries, desire, cruelty, heartbreaks, and dark romance-a twisted dance where one wrong move could lead to their destruction. Will their desire for revenge blind them to the possibility of love? Or will the passion between them force them to confront their deepest fears and darkest secrets? Will they ever be able to forget their hatred and see each other for who they really are? In this story of 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲 and 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲, both will have to make a choice: to continue down the path of destruction or to risk everything for a chance at something real. 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩.... Started- 25th August, 2024 Ended- N/A

She designed his dream home. He dismantled her quiet world. Sairah Mehta doesn't believe in distractions-especially not ones with charming smiles and a habit of showing up unannounced. As one of Delhi's most promising interior designers, she's focused on building spaces, not relationships. But when she's assigned the personal home of India's golden boy, cricketer Shubman Gill, everything begins to shift. What starts as professional quickly turns personal: a videocall that lingers too long, a carpet that means more than it should, and silences that speak louder than words. As rumours swirl and boundaries blur, Sairah finds herself torn between the life she's built and the one unfolding quietly in stolen moments and late-night messages. He's used to fans, fame, and fleeting connections. She's used to control, distance, and never needing anyone. But some threads, once pulled, unravel everything. A cinematic, slow-burn romance about timing, trust, and the spaces love quietly fills.

Shubman: (his voice dark with possessiveness, gripping her waist as he pulls her closer) "You think you can play games with me, Elara? Letting other men get too close?" Elara: (her breath shaky, trying to mask her vulnerability, but her voice soft) "What are you going to do about it, Gilly? You think I'm yours?" Shubman: (his eyes darken as his grip tightens, pulling her back against his chest, his lips brushing her ear) "I don't just think you're mine, Elara. I know it. And I'll make sure you know it too." (His lips trail down her neck as he pulls her tighter, the weight of his presence overwhelming her.) Elara: (a shiver runs through her as she melts into him, her hands resting against his chest, voice barely above a whisper) "Do what you have to... I'm not fighting you, Shubman." Shubman: (his hand slides down her body, the air between them charged with tension, his voice low and commanding) "Good girl. You're going to feel every second of it... and you'll never forget who owns you." (He leans in, kissing her with a hunger that leaves no room for doubt.)

Staring at the blank walls, her mind always drifted back to that dark day when everything changed-when her peace and sanity slipped away. She had everything-a supportive family who loved her-but nothing could pull her out of the darkness. No one was allowed in her room except for her family, and even they were careful, knowing how easily her anxiety could spiral out of control. Only the injections could calm her. But what happens when a curious young man, ignoring all the warnings, steps into the room no one dares enter? ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇꜱ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ

a talented fashion designer, finds herself torn between her distant fiancé, and the growing connection with the nation's heartthrob, as they navigate love, ambition, and unspoken emotions.

"I think I'll miss you forever, like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky." A lawyer. A cricketer. Two childhood best friends turned something else. Aarohi Sharma and Shubman Gill were never just best friends-they were soulmates in the purest sense. From childhood mischief to adulthood's unspoken promises, their bond was the kind that defied definitions. Life had pulled them apart, only to bring them back together, as if the universe itself knew that some connections are too sacred to be broken. Through the chaos of cricket stadiums, late-night conversations, and endless teasing, they found comfort in each other's presence. But fate had its own plans. A love story that was meant to last a lifetime-until destiny had other plans. A love story where forever was never promised, but love never needed a promise to be real.