Shubmangill Stories

They met by the banks of the Ghaggar. He came there when cricket felt like a dream he wasn't good enough to chase. She came there because it was the only place that ever felt like it belonged to her. Somewhere between stolen evenings, shared earphones, unfinished conversations and promises made beneath the Punjab sky, two strangers became each other's home. They knew there would come a day when their dreams would pull them in different directions. They just didn't know it would happen so soon. She would leave home without saying goodbye. He would leave for the cricket field. And somewhere between the two, they'd lose the only thing they had never thought they could lose- each other. Years would pass. Lives would change. The world would move on. But some promises refuse to disappear. "Je Rabb di meher hoi na... taan fer mil jaange." If God's grace is with us, we'll meet again. Maybe love isn't always about staying. Maybe sometimes, it's about believing that no matter how far two lives are pulled apart, रब्ब दी मेहर होवे, तो रास्ते फिर मिल ही जाते हैं। started: 21.08.26 ended: 08.09.26

He called her his comfortable habit... She called him her entire heart. She fought silent battles just to stay... He couldn't even put his phone down to listen. "She'll never walk away, Who else would take her?" he laughed to the room... "Maybe,I already have.." she whispered to the darkness. He thought she was a promise etched in stone... She proved she was just a memory left in ....

• He never cared about a fangirl he met three years ago, he didn't even remember, but for her? the moment stayed like a forever. Shubman Gill - India's rising cricket sensation, never ever imagined his life to take a turn, in the worst way possible... Paths crossing with the same girl again, but the situation? entirely different! And for Miraya, the journey became a war with her inner conflicts and the journey of hatred, she never thought her heart will produce for him. And this time the meeting was not as an idol and a fangirl, this time they were victims.! The hearts were hacked, the way neither of them imagined....! ~This is pure work of fiction, everything belongs to my imaginary world. The images in the cover page and in the book are not mine, they belong to their respective owners. Thank you.

"A celebrity's biggest fear isn't losing a match... it's not knowing who truly loves them." Shubman Gill. The nation's favorite cricketer. Millions cheer for him, millions dream about him. But after a heartbreak that changed him forever, he stopped believing in love. To him, every smile hides a reason, and every "I love you" comes with a condition. On the other hand... Aashi Sharma, a final-year MBBS student, has admired Shubman for years. She's his fan, but never the kind who runs after selfies or fame. Between endless hospital duties, sleepless nights, and chasing her dream of becoming a doctor, cricket is her little escape. One unexpected flight. Two strangers. One seat apart. What starts with a simple conversation at 35,000 feet slowly turns into something neither of them ever expected. But loving India's biggest cricket star isn't easy. There will be media, rumors, misunderstandings, jealous people, long-distance, heartbreaks... and a past that refuses to let go. Can a fan become the one person he trusts the most? Or will their story remain just another unfinished dream? A story where admiration turns into friendship... friendship into love... and love into forever. ❤️ ⚠️ Disclaimer: This is a fictional story created only for entertainment. The storyline, conversations, and events are imaginary and do not depict real-life incidents....

Two hearts tied by duty. Zero room for love. Actress x cricketer Arohi had her entire future planned out, and it began and ended with Abhishek Sharma. But when she confessed her love to her parents, her truth was crushed under the weight of family pride and fixed promises. Forced into an arranged marriage she never wanted, she is handed over to a man she despises simply for existing in her fate. Shubman Gill has no space in his life for love, marriage, or emotional commitments. Content with his solitary focus, he fought hard against the alliance, only to yield under the immense pressure of his parents' wishes. He enters the bond cold, distant, and completely unwilling to let anyone into his world. Will their cold walls stay unbroken, or will fate force them to face the truth of the bond they never asked for?

#2 Shubman Gill #1 ict #2 indiancricketteam #4 instagram He lived in the spotlight. She told the stories behind it. To the world, they were just a cricketer and a presenter but the best parts of their story were never televised. They existed in post-match walks, delayed flights, unread drafts, stolen glances, and conversations that began only after the cameras stopped rolling. Some stories make headlines but theirs stayed off the record. 𝑻𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔, 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏.

❛ You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess ❜ Abhishek Sharma × femio© @official_rtnw

"I hate you Mr. Hardik Pandya" "Not like I love you Mrs. Drishti Shah Pandya" "Very well then just stay away" "I would very much love to" Read to find out how hate changes to love.. Odio Amante This book is a work of fiction and I obviously dont know any of the characters personally so how I portray them in the story in completely based on my imagination and none of this is real. I dont mean to offend any one by my characterization. #1 in Hardik (May 2020) #6 in Cricket (August 2020) #1 in cricket (September 2020) #2 in Hardikpandya (September 2020)

Two childhood friends are brought together by a secret marriage. But the boy Shubman remembers is no longer the same. Behind Abhi's silence lie shadows neither of them can escape. And on the pitch of life, they must find their way back to each other.❤️‍🩹

For eight years, Ishan has quietly honoured a marriage the world never knew existed, believing that Shubman has moved on from the vows they once made before a sacred fire. He had learned to love Shubman from afar, asking for nothing except his happiness. Years later, life brings...

Take me away. Three words. One impulsive decision. A lifetime of consequences. To the world, she has everything-a wealthy family, a luxurious life, and a future carefully planned by everyone except herself. Behind the walls of her lavish home, however, every choice comes with permission, every smile hides exhaustion, and freedom is nothing more than a dream. To the world, he's India's most celebrated cricketer. Admired by millions, chased by cameras, and living the life everyone envies. But behind the spotlight, he's been secretly loving the one person he could never openly claim. When one unexpected night ends with a desperate plea-"Take me away."-they leave everything behind for a secluded penthouse in Goa, believing they're escaping for just a few days. They couldn't have been more wrong. Because while they're learning what freedom feels like, the rest of the country is trying to find them. As headlines spread, secrets unravel, and the line between love and sacrifice begins to blur, they'll discover that running away is easy... Staying hidden is another story.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪 𝐌𝐞𝐢𝐧 °❀.ೃ࿔ Tere 𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗾 mein 𝐤ya se 𝐤ya 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐓ere ishq mein 𝐡𝐨 raha 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗵 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a love was so pure that even the god couldn't keep it from destroying 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗰 2026

Shubman Gill -To the world, he is cricket's golden boy-adored by millions, chased by the tabloids, and crowned the prince of the pitch. ​To Anshika, he is just an arrogant stranger -because she didn't even know the C in cricket. ​Their worlds collided in the worst way possible. Thrust into the merciless crossfire of obsessive fandoms and branded an "attention seeker," Anshika was dragged into a nightmare she never asked for, instantly sparking a fierce mutual hatred. But hate is a fragile thing when forced proximity takes over, and hostility slowly, dangerously, morphs into an all-consuming love. ​Until a misunderstanding shatters it all. ​Believing she was never his standard- Anshika leaves without a word, a warning, or a goodbye, vowing to never look back. Years later, fate steps in. ​When the past collides with the present, will they find their way back to each other, or will the ghosts of the fame tear them apart for good?

Ishan clung to Shubman's leg like a terrified kitten. His small hands trembled. His cheeks were red. His voice... broken. "Shub... Shub... don't go. Please. Don't leave me. Don't leave your biwi alone..." He hiccupped, pulling Shubman's shirt desperately. "You are my husband... maa said you are my husband. No husband leaves their biwi. Please don't leave me, Shub..." Shubman forced himself to stand, to walk toward the car. Every step felt like punishment. Ishan staggered after him, crying, voice cracking: "SHUB DON'T GO! DON'T LEAVE YOUR BIWI" And then Shubman heard the small thud his tiny biwi on the ground, arms reaching out for him, sobbing like someone ripped his whole world away "Stop The Car." The vehicle had hardly gone ten meters. Shubman pushed the door . He ran .his heart pounding, breath shaking. Ishan saw him. Tiny legs scrambling, he ran too, stumbling, crying harder. They met in the middle Ishan practically crashed into Shub. Shubman dropped to his knees, hugging him so tightly as if the world was ending. "No husband leaves his partner," Ishan sobbed against his neck. "Shub, don't go. Don't go. Don't leave your biwi..." Shubman's arms wrapped around him with a protectiveness too deep for his age. His voice was low, trembling, raw. "I won't leave you. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not in this life, baby." Lakhwinder stepped closer. "Shubman... he will calm down. You must..." Shubman lifted his head. And for the first time in his life, he defied his father openly. "I am not leaving him." His eyes were dark, steady, unmovable. "Where my biwi is i will be there. even if it is heaven, hell, or graveyard ,I will go there. I will stay there. I will not leave him. Ever." A chill ran through the entire family. They suddenly understood This wasn't childish affection. Not pity. Not guilt. This was something deeper. Something that ran through his veins like destiny carved into bone

In a world where reputation is everything, one runaway bride shatters the delicate balance between love, loyalty, and tradition. Shubman Gill, a rising cricket star with everything going for him, finds his life turned upside down when his bride disappears on the day of their wedding. To preserve both families' honor, he's suddenly married off to the one person he's never understood - Ishan Kishan, her quiet, artistic younger brother. What starts as a forced marriage quickly spirals into a volatile collision of resentment, secrets, and unexpected desire. Shubman harbors his own biases. Ishan hides more than just heartbreak in his canvas. But in a home built on silence and strained vows, something begins to bloom - something fragile, messy, and real. What happens when hate turns into hesitation? When walls crack and truths bleed through? When a buried past and an impossible future collide? And when life throws the most unexpected twist of all... will love be enough to survive? Two hearts. One lie. And a secret that could destroy everything. Rankings: #1- bottomishan (25/05/2026) #4- malepregnancy (05/06/2026) #1- lgbtfanfiction (14/07/2026)

𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂☆ ♥︎ Before the stadiums. Before the fame. Before the world knew his name. There was a girl who knew him differently a boy who knew exactly where to find her after the final bell, and a love neither of them was old enough to understand. Then came the years that changed everything. A goodbye. A silence. Five summers. And now, after all this time, they meet again. Some stories end. Some simply wait.

Shubman Gill, a young cricketer who just started his cricket debut faces a lot of humiliation during the initial days. He feels solace in his best friend Avni Jadhav, a Marathi who shifts to Punjab with her parents and becomes the neighbour of Shubman and his family.

The lights of the room was dim. In the corner of the room, a man was sitting. Head buried into his knees. His shoulders were shaking as he sobbed silently, "W-When did it became like this?! Why?" His voice cracked brokenly. The door opened, and someone walked inside, He didn't noticed, not until he heard them calling him, "Ishu? Everyone is asking for you-what happened?!" That person asked in panic, rushing to him. Ishan looked up, when he saw Mayank, he couldn't control his tears anymore and hugging His bestfriend tightly while crying loudly now. Mayank immediately become more worried. "Why are you crying like this? You are making me worried..." "I...I Love him, Mayu...I Love him..." Ishan said while crying nonstop. Mayank patted his back in a comforting manner and softened his voice as much as he can before asking carefully, "Who?" Ishan slowly pulled away from the hug and stare at Mayank with his teary eyes, making Mayank's heart ache, "S-Shubman...I Love Shubman.." The moment Mayank heard that familiar name leaving from ishan's mouth, his entire world froze. Oh God!

A fiercely protective Indian cricket captain and his classical dancer husband find sanctuary in each other's contrasting worlds of athletic grit and fluid grace. 🦚

They were best friends before they understood what love meant. They became strangers before they understood what losing each other meant. Aaradhya Mehra and Shubman Gill grew up together. From scraped knees and stolen chocolates to late-night conversations and childhood promises, they were inseparable. Everyone around them could see the bond they shared. Everyone except them. Because somewhere between growing up and growing older, their friendship quietly turned into their first love. Neither said it. Neither needed to. Until one misunderstanding changed everything. A single moment. A few misunderstood words. A broken trust. And suddenly, the two people who had promised to stay together were walking in opposite directions. Aaradhya left India for Australia to pursue her studies, carrying memories she desperately wanted to forget. Shubman stayed behind, burying his heartbreak beneath cricket, training, matches, and the growing weight of the spotlight. Years passed. Aaradhya built a life in Australia and became a successful sports psychologist. Shubman became one of India's most celebrated cricketers. They both moved forward. Or at least, they convinced themselves they did. Until Aaradhya returned to India. Her new career brought her into the world of the Indian cricket team. And on her very first day, destiny placed the one person she had spent years avoiding directly in front of her. Shubman Gill. The boy who once knew every version of her. The best friend who had once been her entire world. The first person she ever loved. And the person she believed had broken her heart. Now they have to work together. They have to sit in the same rooms. Have conversations they never finished. Pretend the past doesn't matter. Pretend their hearts don't still remember. But some wounds don't disappear with distance. Some memories don't fade with time.