Its a Sandhir Fanfiction. Sanyukta Agarwall, a 22 year old girl, returns home after 5 years, on getting a call from her father. On reaching home she gets the knowledge of the fact that her ever perfect elder sister has runaway from her arranged marriage and now she has to act as the replacement of the runaway bride. He believed in formality, She didn't even understand its meaning. His peace was silence, She was never silent. His mind held control, She always did her heart. They were a mismatch, yet together they were perfect.

Never peek through the doors that are closed, you might get shocked. |Mature| |Includes Sexual abuse| |Domestic Violence|

Virat is shattered after Aarushi's death. She is gone. He had loved her with all his heart but it's time to let her go. Or is it? Will he find someone else knocking the door of his heart? Will he ever be able to move on? Or will he find something which will keep Aarushi alive in his life forever? Find out in this sequel to the story 'Everything but her'!!

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Aranya Mehta was a normal girl who was living her dreams. She was a great fan of the star cricketer, Virat Kohli. She never knew that her life will change forever after sending one little tweet to Virat, the vice captain of Indian cricket team. Hands touch. Eyes meet and apparently he saw something special in her!

There is a broken man sitting next to me, but his blinding smile acts as glue to those who glanced at him. I can only see his side profile but I am faced with the unfiltered truth that this man is my husband. We are not in love, but I do not think we even love ourselves. The camera man tells Ahmed to wrap his arms around me for an artful photo. When I feel his strong arms around my waist he turns to look at me, his face so close that our noses touch. "Smile, Aleemah. It is your wedding." When the camera clicks I know that only hatred and misunderstandings stain the picture, and my heart clenches knowing that this man will never love me as I have begun to love him.

The Reliable Rebel

❝True love has the habit of coming back, usually in the most unexpected ways.❞ A Hardworking girl Alisha Sharvan meets a passionate guy Virat Kohli. They become best friends and eventually find love. But fate decides to play its role in the name of Ranveer. Follow their passionate journey of love P.S: Don't copy my work. I'm sure you have much more creativity.

Satakshi Ray is a normal 23 year old Indian girl, happy and contented with her life. Everything seems to be totally perfect, except that it isn't. She finds out that her boyfriend of two years, and not to mention, whom she loved with all her heart had been cheating on her all this time with...none other than her very own best friend. How does she handle this? She finds her heart breaking into a zillion pieces. And just when she thought she could never get her heart repaired, this guy comes into her life-VIRAT KOHLI. Virat is the 25 year old Indian cricketer, known for his aggressiveness on the field. But is that how he is, in reality? He has a huge female fan following, but has never found himself getting attracted by them. He has a pretty simple life, and his family and friends mean everything for him. He then comes across the heartbroken Satakshi, and soon the two of them become the best of friends. Will he fall for her? Will her damaged heart allow her to love again? Their story isn't as simple as it sounds. There are a lot of complications and impediments in their way. But will they be happy at the end? Read to know more!

A workaholic, serious and boring news reporter and a rude loud spoken flirt Cricketer. What would it be like have them together? Ego problems? War? Or would it be something like, opposite attraction. Maybe, but it would be a worth it experience to see our Virat Kohli trying to flirt with our Star reporter Srijha Chakraborty. Hope you will enjoy my first VK fanfiction! And dont forget to vote it and comment on it! :D