A Shubman Gill, Ishan Kishan & Abhishek Sharma Fanfiction *Cannot be read as a standalone.* Love didn't end with the weddings. It only changed shape. Shubman and Anaya are married-settled, steady, and learning that marriage is a daily choice as careers evolve and dreams expand beyond what they imagined. Abhishek and Vaani stand between ambition and commitment, discovering that love doesn't mean slowing down, but moving forward together. Mehek and Ishan grow quietly, building a life rooted in routine, understanding, and a future that doesn't need rushing. Through it all, friendship remains the spine. Three men shaped by stadium lights. Three women who chose lives beyond the noise. This is no longer a story about falling in love. It's about staying. Choosing. And building a life that finally feels like your own.

Avyaan Vedang Vishwanathan "He never believed in love. Until she became his wife. Now he believes in nothing else but owning her." ............ Udita Avyaan Vishwanathan. "He felt like danger... but for once, I wasn't afraid. I wanted to fall-if it meant falling into him." ....................... Join the beautiful journey of Avyaan and Udita finding their peace in each other

This story will be updated in September.

Aditya, a ruthless and cold-hearted CEO of Daksh's company, is a man known for his sharp mind and icy demeanor. Life takes an unexpected turn when he is forced into a marriage that neither he nor his wife desired. What begins as a bond of compulsion gradually evolves as Aditya's cold exterior starts to crack. Through subtle yet meaningful gestures-moments of unexpected kindness, silent protection, and growing affection-Aditya begins to reveal a tender side that no one thought existed. His wife's innocence and warmth slowly draw him into an emotional depth he never anticipated, teaching him about love, vulnerability, and the beauty of letting someone in. The story unfolds as this forced marriage blossoms into a heartwarming journey of romance, where two souls find their way to each other despite the odds.

A Desi romcom Indian story, where the main lead is not any kind of mafia or any emotionless. Rude, Ruthless man. He is a kind man, who makes a priority of his family and wife first. He is. Standard. Unlike those leads who curses there family unevenly. ── ⋅ ⋅ ⋆advik patel : a man of his own words. If he commits something, he won't step back. A family man who doesn't disrespect his family. But a rude arrogant man for his office workers. ── ⋅ ⋅ ⋆advantika patel : a women filled with surprises of happiness, she is not a fragile she believes in revenge. ── ⋅ ⋅ ⋆ a revenge, for her father. A marriage of convenience, where her father sells her to advik patel. Slow burn book, with kicking a fit in the air, a real man, a practical man we all need. Kind to us, mature, understanding. Not Ruthless, emotionless, hard to study. (The book is half edited and no longer is going to get edited more. There are numerous mistakes if you wanna read do read without spreading any hate)

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

She was born into politics. He was born to rule it. When Indu's father - leader of the opposition - strikes a desperate deal to save his party, he offers the one thing Prithvi Devraj might take: his daughter. Cold, calculated, and destined to become the next Chief Minister, Prithvi doesn't believe in love - only power, loyalty, and control. Now bound to her father's greatest enemy, Indu is forced into a marriage she never wanted... to a man whose name she grew up fearing. But Prithvi doesn't touch without consent. He doesn't raise his voice.He destroys in silence. "I won't touch you unless you ask me to... But if you ever betray me- I'll make you wish you never walked into my world." In the war of politics, hearts are collateral. And in a house where passion burns colder than power, someone's going to get hurt.

𝓢𝓱𝓾𝓫𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓖𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓧 𝓓𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓲 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 Drithi Singh, a simple, kind, pretty girl , always trying to make everyone around her smile. The absolute favourite of her chachu and chachi, and loved by all, childhood best friend of Shreyas Iyer. A normal girl with normal dreams.. But what will happen when her fate gets intertwined with an International sensation? Shubman Gill, The prince of the cricketing world, Focused, Talented, young opener of Team India. With Rumours and speculations always around him, he wanted nothing more than to just escape for a little while. But what happens when he bumps into Drithi, a normal girl with very normal life. Will he finally find the one or will it all get swept up in rumours, social media and speculation? ♡~~~~ " But you said you love chocolates the most?" "Well I've started liking you more than my chocolates" ♡~~~~

"Sir, Ma'am, please calm down. We will reach our homes safely." The air hostess tried to calm down the panicked passengers after our plane got hijacked and the terrorists killed a man right in front of our eyes. There is chaos all around. These terrorists are negotiating with our government to release their leader and the deadline they gave is 5 hours. They killed a man when the government didn't give any reply even after an hour. One of the terrorists is arguing with an officer over the communication channel when the doors of the runway entrance opened and a man dressed in an army uniform came out holding another at gunpoint The thing that shocked me more is the girl who followed them. She is wearing a jean top and her hair is tied in a high pony. The man who was held hostage tried to punch the officer but she held his hand mid-air and pinned him to the ground within a second and kept the gun in his mouth. What is she doing here? Isn't she supposed to be in Delhi now? What is she doing in Mumbai? What is my fiancee doing here?