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Twisted Destiny : Unscripted Spotlight

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"Mr. Sharma, are you two really dating each other?"
"Ikshaan sir, is this serious or just a rumour?"
"Is this why you attended the wedding together?"

Beside me, he didn't flinch. Of course, he didn't.
The Ikshaan Sharma-India's golden boy, cricket's prized headline, master of straight faces under pressure.

Meanwhile, I was a deer in headlights with a breaking news banner already spinning on someone's phone.All Rights Reserved

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Boundaries Of The Heart ❤️ by Shivi8602

She wasn't a celebrity. She wasn't an influencer. She was just Vanya Suryavanshi-a 19-year-old college girl who had spent her life supporting her younger brother, Vaibhav, from the sidelines as he rose to become cricket's newest sensation. But fate had other plans the day she crossed paths with Shubman Gill-India's most promising cricketer and every fangirl's dream-during an IPL match between Gujarat Titans and Rajasthan Royals. What started as a chance meeting through Shubman's vibrant sister Shahneel, slowly turned into late-night conversations, unexpected airport encounters, quiet glances across stadiums... and feelings neither of them saw coming. With Vaibhav's career on the rise, Shubman's fame peaking, and the world watching their every move-can two people from such different lives fall in love quietly, without the noise of headlines and gossip? Set against the backdrop of cricket stadiums, press conferences, team tours, and growing friendships-with Ishan Kishan and Abhishek Sharma stirring the chaos and Shahneel cheering from the sidelines-this is a story of love that blooms in between matches, miles, and moments. In a world full of spotlight... He found peace in her silence. She found home in his eyes. Some love stories aren't made in stadiums. They begin beyond the boundary line. ---

HateStory ~Abhishek Sharma by nehareeca

Hate Hate Hate HateStory In the world of fame, cricket, and fragile egos-love isn't the only game played. Abhishek Sharma, a rising star with a guarded heart and a secret he's terrified to confront, finds himself trapped in a web of rivalry, hatred, and humiliation. On the other side stands Shubman Gill-arrogant, aggressive, homophobic, and hellbent on making Abhishek's life miserable both on and off the field. What starts as venomous glares and violent clashes spirals into a psychological war of dominance, denial, and hidden truths. When past wounds meet present insecurities, and hatred masks something far more complex, will Abhishek shatter before he can breathe? Or will he rise through the ashes of insult and rejection? In a story where every glance cuts deeper than words, and every bruise tells a secret-hate just might be the deadliest kind of obsession.

Twisted Boundaries by aradhya_kay

They weren't supposed to be in each other's lives. Now they're bound forever. Aaditri Sharma was the untouchable younger sister-beautiful, brilliant, and burning too brightly for anyone to handle. A dentist with a double life as a model, she was never meant to be part of the spotlight. But fame found her. So did he. Shubman Gill, her brother's best friend, has known her since she was just "Abhishek's annoying little sister." Now, she's a storm he can't control-a storm he's sworn to stay away from. But when one secret changes everything, Shubman is left with no choice. He forces Aaditri into a marriage neither of them wanted. No reason. No explanation. Just a ring, a cold contract... and one rule: Keep up the act. In public, they pretend. In private, they burn. But what Aaditri doesn't know is- He's hiding something. And she's about to find out just how dangerous love can be when the lines between hate, obsession, and guilt start to twist.

Out of Line, Into You by TaranpreetKaur393

Warning: This is not your average cricket romance. There's a bat, a ball and a boy who thinks he's cool. Until he meets a girl who literally breaks his ego and nearly his spine. "Thoda dard toh hoga hi, India ke liye khelte ho ya cushion ke liye?" she snapped, yanking his shoulder back into place while he almost screamed like a toddler denied his chocolate. "Tumhe training mili hai ya yeh sab dard free mein dete ho?" he asked, trying to be funny while holding back tears. She didn't even blink.

ILLUSION |Shubman Gill Fanfiction| by naina102030

◇ Checking the time on my watch, I barged out of my hotel room only to collide with someone. A tub of chocolate ice cream splashed all over my white night dress. Fuming with anger, I looked up to see the culprit who caused this damage, but froze as soon as I saw his face. Shubman Gill stood right infront of me, smiling while scratching his neck, as the next sentence unknowingly escaped my mouth. "Oh boy, is this.. an.." I blinked before saying the next word. "Illusion?" ◇

Wanna Be Yours 🎼🎨🏏🎤🎬( Abhishek Sharma's FF) by Yashisvini

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Acquaintances by Avreet_B

I didn't expect to see him on the race tracks, dressed in his khakis and Burberry sunglasses. "Ajooni." He called out and I froze at the familiar voice. I couldn't believe my ears as I turned to look at almost 6 feet of swagger walking towards me. "Shubh?" I said, as his lips curled in a smile that took my breath away. "What are you doing here in Delhi?" He said, and I felt like I was in his lawn stepping over his mother's seedlings of coriander all over again. "I... I... was..." I stutter as his smile broadened, the surprise settling in. "Are you nervous?" "I am here because one of their horses had colic and needed emergency surgery." I say taking a deep breath and bringing my wits about to myself. "Yes, you wanted to become a doctor. Congrats, Dr. Ajooni Randhawa." He said, as I smiled. "And you wanted to become a cricketer. Congratulations for that... Mr. Shubman Gill."

MR & MRS. GILL by NITFICTION

helloi dilbugs! I'm back with your favourite troupes, stories and fantasies. "When Stats Met Stardom" shubman gill: the boy with a bat and a legacy in the making. Calm under pressure, lethal with timing, and effortlessly charming, he's not just India's rising cricket star-he's the Gen-Z icon who turns stadiums into storybooks. Whether it's a century at the crease or silence in the spotlight, he plays every moment like it's written for him. Tara Patel-a brilliant data analyst with a soft heart and a shy smile. Quiet in crowds, but the moment she's comfortable, her Hyderabadi slang lights up the room. Bubbly, loyal, and effortlessly magnetic-she's the kind of girl, steals hearts without trying. She's spreadsheets and sass. He's centuries and charm. They didn't swipe right-they signed papers. No meet-cute. No butterflies. Just one awkward rishta and a thousand unsaid things. He's the national crush. She's the girl who doesn't care. But fate? Oh, fate's a drama queen. And this marriage? It's anything but normal.

When Perfection Met Chaos by fanfictionsindian123

When Perfection Meets Chaos follows the life of 17-year-old Shubman Gill, the golden boy of one of Mumbai's most elite schools. With perfect grades, unmatched cricket skills, and a flawless stage presence, Shubman is everything a teenager aspires to be. But beyond the applause and achievements lies a truth no one knows-he's drowning in expectations, pressured to be perfect, and too scared to let anyone see the cracks. He only trusts one person-Abhishek Sharma, his lazy yet loyal best friend. The rest? They see him as a resource, not a person. Everything changes when Sara joins their class-bold, outspoken, and a topper herself. She's Abhishek's cousin, and the only person who talks back to Shubman without hesitation, who sees him not as a star student, but as a boy hiding behind his books. She's fun where he's focused, chaotic where he's controlled... and maybe, just maybe, exactly what he needs. As rivalry turns to reluctant friendship, and stolen glances turn into something deeper, Shubman begins to wonder-can someone like her love the real him, the one he's never shown to the world? A coming-of-age story about pressure, performance, and the quiet magic of someone truly understanding you-even when you can't understand yourself.

Wavelengths by reizewritesss

Shubhman Gill fanfiction In a world where cricket stadiums and film sets rarely collide, two stars from different galaxies are pulled into the same orbit. Shubman Gill, India's golden boy of cricket, has spent his life under stadium floodlights, his bat doing most of the talking. Known for his calm demeanor and calculated moves on and off the field, he has never chased the spotlight beyond the boundary line-until now. Aaranya Mehra, Bollywood's most enigmatic actress, built her career on silence as much as stardom. With selective roles, rare interviews, and a gaze that speaks more than her scripts, she is the heartbeat of the film industry-but fiercely guarded and famously difficult to approach. When a luxury European headphone brand launches in India, fate scripts an unlikely collaboration. Tasked with embodying the essence of sound, connection, and unspoken rhythm, Shubman and Aaranya are chosen to be the face of the campaign: Wavelengths. Neither expects anything beyond a few camera flashes and a brand cheque. But what begins as a manufactured moment of chemistry soon blurs into something far more real. Between shared headphones, private playlists, and conversations they didn't see coming, they begin to uncover a connection that doesn't need words-just music. In a world obsessed with headlines, can two people find something real in the silence between the noise?

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