Returning to India, Ehra never expects Shubman Gill to be her match until destiny, chaos, and forbidden chemistry pull them closer.

He trusted love once and paid for it with everything. At 22, Shubman was left with a baby in his arms and a silence louder than heartbreak. The woman he loved walked away, leaving behind a responsibility that changed his life forever. Four years later, his world revolves around one little girl... his daughter ..... UNTIL Anaya walks into it. She helps once. Then again. Then becomes impossible to replace. When family pressure turns companionship into marriage, Anaya agrees .. because she was hiding a love she's carried silently for years. But, he gives her only one truth..."You're my wife legally... but in my heart, you're only my daughter's mother." She accepts it Because loving him was never the problem. hiding a love she's carried silently for years. But how long can someone survive being loved for convenience and not choice? Will Shubman ever love Anaya?

helloi ppl! I'm back with another shubman fanfic. yeah if he watch he's gonna think imma crazy. anyways this story is gonna very different very fun and adventurous 👀🌚 in my way obviously. so yeah troupes are agegap forced marriage, arranged marriage! so this time I'm doing reader×shubman for better experience for you guyzz. prologue will be released with character and aesthetics! Xoxo

Book 1 of Cricket Romance Series. 🎀 A charming, famous cricketer is adored by fans for his talent and charisma, but off the field, he is surprisingly humble and playful. An ordinary girl, grounded, funny, and completely unaware of his celebrity life, crosses paths with him in the most unexpected way. When their worlds collide through a chaotic, everyday mishap sparks fly, playful banter ensues, and a slow-burning connection begins. Amid cricket matches, public appearances, and the pressures of fame, their accidental encounters turn into small, heartwarming moments of intimacy and laughter.🎀 It's a soft, flirty, and cozy romance: full of charm, mishaps, and tender moments that prove love can find its way in the most unexpected places.

I kissed someone in a dark room or I can say someone kissed me in a dark room. One day I'll find him because I love him. I call him Prince Charming as I don't know his name. ~Sara. Boss × Employee Shubman Gill × Sara Tendulkar ♡ "तेरे आगे ये दुनिया है फीकी सी मेरे बिन तू ना होगी किसी की भी" ⚠ This book is unedited. Grammatical mistakes are too often. So, Read at your own risk. ⚠

He was the country's rising cricket star-loved, celebrated, untouchable. I was just another face in the crowd, one fan among thousands who screamed his name. But in a single glance, under the blinding stadium lights, something shifted. He caught my eyes-and I caught his heart. Between roaring crowds and silent nights, between fame and fear, he chose me. But what happens when the world discovers that the nation's golden boy has fallen for an ordinary girl? Because in cricket, every catch counts. And this time... I might just be his 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝. --- They call me the nation's golden boy. Every run I score, every match I win, is celebrated like a festival. Millions cheer for me- but at the end of the day, I'm just another boy standing alone in the middle of a crowded stadium. And then I saw her. One face, hidden in thousands. One pair of eyes that didn't look at me like I was a hero, but like I was simply... me. She was never supposed to matter. She was just a fan. But the truth? The moment our eyes met, I knew the game had already changed. Because this time, I wasn't playing for the crowd. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧.

A Shubman Gill Fanfiction Mumbai never slept. For some, it was the city of dreams-bright lights, endless traffic, late-night chai at tapris, and a skyline that glittered like a promise. For others, it was a test, demanding grit and patience before it rewarded ambition. For Ira Malhotra, Mumbai was a beginning. A new penthouse, a new independence, and the countdown to her debut fashion collection. She had sketched through sleepless nights, stitched until her fingers ached, and fought self-doubt more than once. Now, the city felt like her runway. For Shubman Gill, Mumbai was just another stop in a life already under the spotlight. His days belonged to cricket, his nights to training, his face to the flashing cameras of the world. Fame followed him everywhere-on the pitch, at airports, in coffee shops. But what it didn't give him was peace. Or normalcy. Two neighbors. Two lives orbiting on opposite ends of chaos and simplicity. Their story didn't begin with a grand entrance, or fate weaving some perfect fairytale. It began with something much smaller- a loud thud at midnight, a furious knock on the door, and a girl who had no idea she was about to yell at India's most talked-about cricketer. The accidental neighbor. The one who would change everything.

After 2 years of tragic breakup with Sara Tendulkar, Shubman gill is now also not at all ready for commitments.. what will happen when he meets his teammates sister who is a ball of sunshine!! Shreyashi iyer,a businesswoman and fashion designer but not really looking for commitments Tropes:- Teammate's sister Brother's teammate Sunshine x Sunshine Cricketer x Businesswoman Introvert x Ambivert _______________________________________________________ Let's see what happens when they meet each other!!

"No. You ain't mine." Seven years ago, Avni Mehta married Neil Khanna-the cold, emotionally distant man the world feared, but the only one she ever loved. Their wedding was secret. Their vows whispered under the stars. But that very night, he disappeared, promising he'd be back. He never returned. No calls. No letters. No explanations. For seven long years, she waited-holding onto a name, a hope, and a lie. Now, fate brings them face-to-face again. And the man she gave everything to-the one she waited for-is accused of betraying her in the worst possible way. Cheating. Moving on. Leaving her to rot in the shadows of their past. She wants answers. He wants forgiveness. But when love is buried under years of silence, broken trust, and rage-can the truth still matter? Did he really cheat on her... or is the truth far more dangerous?