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A Silent Player

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Parts 17
Time 1h 30m

cricket cricketer mafiatwist sharma shubman shubmangill

He was India's calmest player -
the boy who turned silence into strength, discipline into art.
Shubman Gill never lost his focus... until his past returned,
sealed in a black envelope marked with a lion crest.

She was the voice of the truth -
Avipsha Sharma, a sports journalist who chased stories no one dared to print.
When her investigation into a secret betting syndicate known as The Lion Circle
led her to the country's golden boy, she didn't expect the lines between truth and trust to blur.

Two worlds - one bound by silence, the other by questions.
And somewhere between headlines and heartbreak,
they'll uncover a truth powerful enough to destroy them both.

> He played for the nation.
But this time, the game was personal.All Rights Reserved

cricket cricketer mafiatwist sharma shubman shubmangill

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Shubman: (his grip tightens around her waist, his voice low and edged with jealousy) "You looked real comfortable in his arms, sweetheart." Nvya: (swallowing, her hands pressing against his chest, eyes searching his face) "Shubman, he's my friend." Shubman: (a dark chuckle, his fingers trailing up to tilt her chin, forcing her to look at him) "Really? Just a friend?" (voice dropping to a whisper) "Tell me, what's your name?" Nvya: (hesitating) "Nvya Sharma..." Shubman: (his grip tightens, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice a dangerous growl) "Wrong. You are Nvya Shubman Gill now." (his fingers skim down her spine, claiming her with every touch) "And I don't share, sweetheart. No man puts his hands on what's mine." (his voice darkens, deadly and soft) "Because if they do, they won't have hands for much longer." Nvya: (her breath catches, her pulse hammering, unable to look away from the raw possession in his eyes, her voice trembling) "Shubman..." Shubman: (his smirk is slow, wicked, his fingers tracing her lips before tilting her chin up, voice husky and commanding) "Say it, love. Say who you belong to." Nvya: (whispering, surrendering, her voice soft but certain) "I belong to you... Shubman Gill." Shubman: (his satisfaction evident as he leans in, his lips brushing hers in a possessive promise) "That's my good girl." .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Shubman Gill was a man feared by many-a ruthless CEO who ruled with power, dominance, and absolute control. But for all his brutality, there was one thing that turned the cold-blooded businessman into something dangerously soft-Nvya Sharma. His sweet, innocent obsession. She was never meant for his dark world, but Shubman didn't ask-he took. Now, as Nvya Shubman Gill, she belonged to him, and he would destroy anyone who dared to forget it. Because the man everyone feared? He was nothing but a lovesick, possessive husband.

Man of Her Match || Shubman Gill by like_i_care_0001

Before he became the Prince of Indian Cricket, before all the trophies and the fame and the money, before he was Shubman Gill-he had been Shubi, her Shubi. Shubman Gill and Nikita Negi's worlds collided when they were twelve... ...And they broke each other's hearts when they were twenty one. As fate brings them together four years later, is all really in the past? {Tropes: childhood friends to lovers, second chance romance}

Caught out by Love - Shubman Gill Fanfic by reizewritesss

When worlds of elegance and adrenaline collide, sparks are inevitable. Adira Goenka, a sharp-witted businesswoman and rising model, lives in a world of fashion weeks, boardroom deals, and carefully curated chaos. Shubman Gill, India's golden boy of cricket, thrives under pressure, with a bat in hand and millions watching. When a luxury brand partnership throws them into each other's orbit, chemistry flares beyond the cameras. But with media scrutiny and careers on the line, can two stars from different worlds find common ground-or will fame pull them apart? Welcome to a story of ambition, allure, and unexpected love.

Behind the spotlight by aradhya_kay

She's Bollywood's rising star-charming, confident, and constantly in the spotlight. He's India's golden boy-cool under pressure, a cricket sensation with millions of fans. When fate throws them together at a ad shoot , sparks fly... and not just from the camera flashes. As rumors swirl and secrets unravel, can they find something real in a world that thrives on make-believe? Or will fame, pressure, and pride tear them apart before they even begin?

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.

Cricketer Gill Ka Dil ♥️ by Cricfreak184577

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 :⁠-⁠)

the silent cheers by kpopstandrv

--- Title: "The Silent Cheers" Summary: Shubman Gill is a perfectionist, the golden boy of Indian cricket, always under pressure to perform. He doesn't let distractions get to him-until Ishan Kishan barges into his life like a storm. Ishan is loud, chaotic, and carefree, the exact opposite of Shubman, but somehow, he's the only one who can make Shubman smile when the weight of expectations feels too heavy. When Shubman gets into a slump, unable to perform at his best, Ishan takes it upon himself to bring him back-whether it's sneaking into his room at night to drag him out for ice cream, blasting BTS songs during practice, or forcing him to loosen up with silly pranks. But in the midst of all the teasing and late-night confessions, Shubman starts realizing-maybe Ishan isn't just a distraction. Maybe he's the only thing keeping him sane. Themes: Angst with a happy ending, mutual care, opposites attract, slow realization of love, protective Ishan, emotionally guarded Shubman

Blueprints and Boundaries by reizewritesss

A Shubman Gill fanfiction Cricket was more than a sport in India. It was religion, rhythm, routine. It echoed through living rooms, spilled out of tea stalls, and stopped traffic when a six soared over the boundary. Shubman Gill was its golden boy - calm under pressure, camera-loved, his bat writing headlines before he even spoke. To millions, he was a phenomenon. But fame, as he'd learned, could be loud and lonely. Every cheer came with expectation. Every silence, a judgment. In the game, he found glory. Off the field, he often lost himself. Saisha Arora lived on the opposite end of that spectrum. No cameras. No chaos. Just ancient forts, faded frescoes, and sandstone walls that held secrets older than the game itself. A heritage conservation architect, Saisha believed in preservation - of history, of silence, of self. Where others saw rubble, she saw resilience. She had no time for celebrity culture, viral headlines, or boys with stadiums screaming their name. So when she found herself dragged to a stadium - surrounded by painted faces and cricket hysteria - she didn't expect anything. Certainly not to meet him. But fate has its own timing. And sometimes, love arrives not with grand declarations, but with stolen glances and unexpected collisions. This is the story of two people from opposite worlds - Of match days and monument walks, Of headlines and heritage, Of a chase that had nothing to do with runs - and everything to do with finding someone who made you stop. Because not all love stories begin in the spotlight. Some begin in the silence between the cheers.

Off the Record by iamrunninglate

A cricketer, a influncer cum journalist, and a misunderstanding so dumb it deserves its own press conference. Aviranya Carlisle's biggest crime? Saying she was sick of seeing Shubman Gill's airport looks in the news. Apparently, that was enough for Mr. Overreact to unfollow her, ignore her existence, and hold a grudge for months. Fast forward to few months-Avi's runs into him again and he's acting like she personally insulted his entire cricketing career. So, obviously, she calls him out. "Oye, Gill, tujhe problem kya hai?" "Mujhse zyada kisi aur ko problem thi, I think." "Gill, stop being cryptic before I actually throw my drink at you." "I heard you in Mumbai, okay?" "Heard what? That I was tired of your airport headlines?" And just like that-BOOM-entertainment for the entire Indian team. Virat's invested. I shan's ready to roast. And Shubman? He's realizing he's been holding a grudge over absolutely nothing. An unfollow, a confrontation, and now... a follow-back. But if the team has anything to say about it (and they definitely do), things are just getting started. This is my first book so please be a little patient and understanding with me.

Between Fights and Feelings by Paradisee77Heaven

A fake engagement. A secret love. And a girl who roasts India's top cricketer for breakfast. What could possibly go wrong? When Shubman Gill and Ira Malhotra agree to fake their rishta to save their own love lives, everything seems simple... Until Ira's cousin - Aanya Malhotra, sarcastic, savage, and impossible - walks in. She hates him. He doesn't care. But their constant fights turn into banter. Their banter turns into tension. And suddenly, pretending isn't so easy anymore. In a house full of secrets, family drama, and unexpected feelings... Sometimes the real story begins when the fake one gets too real.

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Shubman: (his grip tightens around her waist, his voice low and edged with jealousy) "You looked real comfortable in his arms, sweetheart." Nvya: (swallowing, her hands pressing against his chest, eyes searching his face) "Shubman, he's my friend." Shubman: (a dark chuckle, his fingers trailing up to tilt her chin, forcing her to look at him) "Really? Just a friend?" (voice dropping to a whisper) "Tell me, what's your name?" Nvya: (hesitating) "Nvya Sharma..." Shubman: (his grip tightens, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice a dangerous growl) "Wrong. You are Nvya Shubman Gill now." (his fingers skim down her spine, claiming her with every touch) "And I don't share, sweetheart. No man puts his hands on what's mine." (his voice darkens, deadly and soft) "Because if they do, they won't have hands for much longer." Nvya: (her breath catches, her pulse hammering, unable to look away from the raw possession in his eyes, her voice trembling) "Shubman..." Shubman: (his smirk is slow, wicked, his fingers tracing her lips before tilting her chin up, voice husky and commanding) "Say it, love. Say who you belong to." Nvya: (whispering, surrendering, her voice soft but certain) "I belong to you... Shubman Gill." Shubman: (his satisfaction evident as he leans in, his lips brushing hers in a possessive promise) "That's my good girl." .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ Shubman Gill was a man feared by many-a ruthless CEO who ruled with power, dominance, and absolute control. But for all his brutality, there was one thing that turned the cold-blooded businessman into something dangerously soft-Nvya Sharma. His sweet, innocent obsession. She was never meant for his dark world, but Shubman didn't ask-he took. Now, as Nvya Shubman Gill, she belonged to him, and he would destroy anyone who dared to forget it. Because the man everyone feared? He was nothing but a lovesick, possessive husband.