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

❝𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮❞ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦-𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘖𝘙... 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝘪𝘤𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬? 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲'𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞, 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦, 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 - 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐟é 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠?"

THE GOLDEN TRIO OF ICT BROKE IN SUCH A WAY MAKING ROHIT DISAPPEAR FROM EVERYONE'S LIVES LIKE HE NEVER EXISTED,VIRAT LOST HIMSELF IN THE GRUELING WORLD AND MAHI THE GLUE THAT HELD THESE THONGS TOGETHE DECIDED TO STAY SILENT.

My first try on ICT. I cherish the bond between the team. And the bond I am deeply madly in love with is my "❤️Mahirat❤". God knows how and when I started loving them so much but finally managed to pen down something for them. Before you read it I would like to confess that the love shown in the book is real but rest is purely my imagination. So don't bother comparing it to the real time, date and situation. English is not my first language so the book will be in Hinglish (Hindi+English). Even though this is not my first book, but definitely a first attempt on ICT. Hopefully you guys will like it..

In Sharma Hospitals, there was a 'mythical' elevator. According to the staff, the ancient elevator had helped countless people find their true love. Including the owner of the hospital, Joseph Sharma. Deepika Sharma didn't believe in the famous hospital story, she didn't believe it till she too was stuck in the elevator... A Few Hours In An Elevator with Shreyas Iyer might just change the rest of her life...

- a story that began with silence, spoken through letters never meant to be answered. It started with a single message. No filters. No intentions. Just truth. She found his Snapchat - by accident or destiny, who knows? And one day, Saara sent him a letter. Not for a reply. Not for recognition. Just to breathe. One letter became many. Before every match, after every loss, during every high - she wrote. Not to the celebrity. To the boy behind the bat. The one no one really saw. > "Kya tumhe kabhi laga hai, ki kisi anjaan ki duaon ka bhi asar ho sakta hai?" "Main bas likhti gayi... jaise dil bolna chahta ho aur zubaan dare." She didn't know he was reading. Until the day the world knew. "I read anonymous letters before matches. They calm me down. There's one I wait for every time." That's what he said. On live TV. And just like that... she was no longer anonymous. But not every love story ends with names stitched together. Some are written in invisible ink - seen only when hearts are held too close. > "Kuch log kabhi milte nahi, par unka hona zindagi bhar mehsoos hota hai." "Woh sirf ek crush nahi tha. Woh mera khud se milne ka zariya tha." This is not a fairy tale. This is a letter-shaped love story - One that found its way into the spotlight... Only to learn how precious shadows can be.

Years ago, Vivaan Mehra and Kiara Sharma were inseparable until one night tore their friendship apart and turned them into strangers. Now, he's India's most celebrated cricketer, all precision and poise beneath the spotlight. She's the team's new sports psychologist, trained to untangle the minds of men who never let their walls down. When their worlds collide again, old wounds resurface the silence, the anger, the feelings neither ever really buried. Forced to work side by side, Vivaan and Kiara find themselves caught between who they were and who they've become, their shared past slowly resurfacing in fragments of memory and regret. But some truths are too heavy to stay buried forever and some hearts never stopped beating for each other.

A collection of soft, funny, and heart-warming moments from the world of cricket - all seen through the quiet, legendary calm of Maahi. From chaotic locker-room dares to late-night team talks, from on-field banter to off-field family vibes, these short stories explore the bond between Maahi and the boys who grew with him, fought with him, annoyed him, and adored him in equal measure. Each chapter is a peek into a different moment: a harmless prank gone wrong, a mentor's silence that says everything, a joke that spirals into a full-team comedy show, a match moment that turns emotional, or a quiet conversation under the floodlights. A mix of friendship, light angst, jokes, chaos, calm captain energy, and the kind of brotherhood only cricket can build. One-shots. Two-shots. Pure memories. Welcome to the world where Maahi leads with silence, loves with actions, and laughs with the people who know him best.

Shubman Gill fanfiction Story inspiration (JUST THE BEGINNING PLOT) - @svara_muses

Due to some reason Hardik lost his memory ? how will ICT will manage to recover his memory?

Summary - One shots comprising of the Indian Cricket Team, their shenanigans and a few tidbits of their life. Sometimes, I am assailed by tidbits of ideas for which I cannot think of full length stories. And some, I would like for them to remain as bits and scraps. This will be the haven for those little glittery and flighty ideas which chirp by,

Hi guys It's a story about a secret sister of a Virat Kohli and a emerging cricketer Shubman gill He is a cricketer She is a sports manager He is funny and bubbly guy offeild but cold and serious guy onfeild she is a sweet, soft-spoken , kind-hearted girl she is the apple of her brothers eyes Read to find out more about this cute ,cozy , romantic couple... I do not own the pic credits to the respective owners :⁠-⁠)

Amritanjali / Mritanjali is a girl shaped by survival rather than comfort. Her past clings to her like a shadow she never asked for, yet she refuses to let it define the totality of who she is. There is a quiet resilience in her-one that does not announce itself loudly, but reveals itself in the way she endures, observes, and continues to move forward even when the weight of memory threatens to pull her back. She is the youngest sports presenter hired by bcci to shoot genz content of the ict. The ict is family where she is the only girl, hence they care about her a little extra. But one thing everyone soon start noticing is her silence whenever the topic of her family comes up. Shubman, has fallen for her. But is the love story going to be easy, when love is what she least expects to come. TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE THEMES (A warning would be given when those parts come), it contains trauma, childhood abuse, extreme language.

Devdutt Padikkal, the young cricket sensation, known for his electrifying performances for India and RCB, had once been part of a love story that seemed destined for forever. Aarya Shrivastav, a talented physiotherapist and surgeon, had been his rock-his strength when he felt weak, his light when the world felt dark. Together, they built a love that felt unbreakable. But fate, cruel and unpredictable, pulled them apart before they could fully embrace their future. The separation left them hollow, each carrying the weight of their lost love in silence. Years passed, and life moved forward. Yet neither could escape the memories of the one they had lost. Now, their paths cross again, unexpectedly. Will the love they once shared be enough to heal old wounds? Or has time truly erased everything they had? Their story isn't over. It's about to be rewritten.

My heart belongs here.💙

"Too Innocent to Be Legal (In the Dressing Room)" Summary: Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan have always been inseparable-best friends glued together by bad jokes, shared playlists, and Ishan's shameless flirting with everyone. Loud, bold, savage to the core, Ishan was the kind of chaos Virat Kohli would sigh at and declare, "Ye Bihari sabko bigaad dega." But after one mysterious vacation, Ishan returns... changed. Gone is the loud flirt. In his place: an excessively cute, soft-spoken, wide-eyed Ishan who says "sorry" too much, smiles shyly, clings to Shubman like a lost kitten, and somehow makes the entire Indian Cricket Team uncomfortable by simply existing. The dressing room descends into chaos. Virat is suspicious. Rohit is confused. Hardik refuses to believe this is real. KL tries to be polite. And Shubman-who knows Ishan better than anyone-finds himself spiralling as his best friend suddenly leans too close, holds his sleeve, looks at him like he's the safest place on earth... and has no idea how dangerous his innocence is. What happened on that vacation? Why is Ishan acting like this? And when Shubman starts feeling things he definitely shouldn't be feeling for his best friend... who's really the one in danger of getting "bigad" now? A BL fanfiction full of chaos, cricket banter, soft moments, accidental intimacy, jealous glances, slow-burn realization, and an ICT that is absolutely not ready for Innocent Ishan. Cover not mine credit goes to original owner, hatfel_rose. Thanks for the amazing cover. hatfel_rose.

In this book, I'm writing about the unforgettable journey of Rohit Sharma and Virat Kohli - their friendship, their camaraderie, and all the moments that made them legends together. Relive their funniest, cutest, and most emotional moments on and off the field, from 2008 to now. Get ready for laughter, tears, nostalgia, and the ultimate Rohirat vibes.

《I might change your contact to "Don't leave me alone"》 Aheli Sen, the chatty, social media manager of Ict finds herself head over heels for the goal oriented,mildly serious Yashasvi Jaiswal.

Just a ict bl horror story. Dive in to know more😉