Abhisheksharma Stories

Imagine if Virat Kohli had a younger sister... and no one not even Rohit knew about her. Secrets, chaos, and cricket collide when Sehar steps into their world, and suddenly, the calm of the dressing room is a thing of the past. this story is purely fiction..

~She needed money, to save her company and he needed a partner to save his life. Chaos interrupted their so called, 'dating life', where everything was real but nothing was. Abhishek and Swara ran through adventures pretending to be couple, people saw the real, they had the fake. But things took a turn when it wasn't so fake anymore!! A/n: This is pure work of Fiction, nothing from this belongs to the real world. The scenarios, the people, the personalities, are what I felt good. So please read it as it is purely imaginary. Thank you! (The images used in the book belong to their respective owners. I do not own any of them. They are just used here for character idea purpose.)

He trusted love once and paid for it with everything. At 22, Shubman was left with a baby in his arms and a silence louder than heartbreak. The woman he loved walked away, leaving behind a responsibility that changed his life forever. Four years later, his world revolves around one little girl... his daughter ..... UNTIL Anaya walks into it. She helps once. Then again. Then becomes impossible to replace. When family pressure turns companionship into marriage, Anaya agrees .. because she was hiding a love she's carried silently for years. But, he gives her only one truth..."You're my wife legally... but in my heart, you're only my daughter's mother." She accepts it Because loving him was never the problem. hiding a love she's carried silently for years. But how long can someone survive being loved for convenience and not choice? Will Shubman ever love Anaya?

Elina is gentle, observant, and quietly free-spirited. Abhishek is dominant, magnetic, and dangerously certain. Their love ignites instantly-intense, consuming, unbalanced. What feels like passion to her becomes possession to him.

A Shubman gill Fanfic..... where love, friendship and family are the only things that matter.

He is dark, toxic, arrogant, a man who wants nothing except her body for one night. She is shy, soft, breathtaking, innocent without trying, a girl who doesn't even know she's the kind men desire.

When Niyati takes a three-month solo break to find herself, the last thing she expects is to be hijacked by family into a party full of cricketers, celebs and awkward small talks. Trapped there by an unexpected lockdown. Now trapped with fancy strangers (who aren't exactly strangers), zero escape routes, and one dangerously charming man who might change everything. Niyati's solo journey turns into a hilarious detour filled with chaos, identity crises, connections and a romance she never saw coming. Cricketer x MRI Technician

Completed Isha Arora's life is all about med school, family, and her little treasures. Abhishek Sharma's life is cricket, chaos... and maybe a bit of charm. Two worlds. One wedding. A connection neither of them saw coming. Sometimes, life has a funny way of bringing people together...

When a cricketer who doesn't believe in love met an event manager who is also a cricket lover(ro-ko paglu) big fan of Rohit and virat and of course because of them she loves cricket.. For more things to know read the story..

Abhishek Sharma has always lived for the roar of the crowd-until he starts noticing the silence beside him. India's fearless young opener, is known for his explosive batting and boyish charm. Dhara Mehta doesn't believe in distractions, especially not the kind that smile too easily and hit sixes for fun. The calm, sharp, no-nonsense ICT Team Manager, lives by rules, discipline, and distance. Late-night strategy meetings. Lingering looks in empty stadiums. They're not supposed to mix. One is always in the spotlight. The other survives in the shadows. But long tours, late-night practice sessions, injuries, victories, and heartbreak blur the lines-until professional boundaries turn personal. He plays for the nation. She manages the men who carry its dreams. A bond that was never part of the plan. When love enters the Indian dressing room, will they protect their hearts-or their careers? Because some boundaries are meant to be crossed.

A Shubman Gill & Abhishek Sharma Fanfic Two girls. One city of dreams. And neighbours they never planned on falling for. Avani Chavan and Samira Patil move from Pune to Mumbai with nothing but ambition, laughter, and a shared history of late-night movie marathons and messy college kitchens. Best friends since forever, they build their dream side by side-a warm, bustling café and a bold interior design studio tucked into the heart of Bandra. What they don't expect? Their next-door neighbours. Abhishek Sharma-easy smiles, loud laughter, and a cricketer who treats his home like a safe haven. Shubman Gill-quiet intensity, discipline, and eyes that notice more than he lets on. Two penthouses. One shared corridor. And lives that slowly begin to overlap. From borrowed sugar turning into shared dinners, chaotic cooking nights, impromptu movie marathons, terrace conversations at 2 a.m., and the comfort of familiar chaos-something begins to change. Avani finds herself redesigning more than just spaces, while Abhishek discovers peace in her unfiltered energy. Samira pours her heart into her café, only to realise Shubman has been quietly learning every version of her smile. Love doesn't arrive loudly here. It settles in gently-between coffee cups, unfinished sentences, and neighbours who start to feel like home. A story of friendship, found family, slow-burn romance, and two girls who live loudly-next door to the men who were never ready for them.

"Between stadium lights and hospital nights, their love found a way." «Book 2 in Marble Series» Can be read as a standalone ☆In the high-octane world of cricket, where fame, pressure, and expectations collide, Abhishek Sharma is a rising star whose life is under constant public scrutiny. Away from the stadium lights, his heart longs for someone who sees him beyond the runs, the records, and the headlines. Enter Sitara, a brilliant and compassionate doctor, whose calm strength and sharp wit make her impossible to ignore. As Hardik Pandya's cousin, she knows the rhythms and pressures of the cricketing world, but nothing could have prepared her for the whirlwind of emotions that Abhishek brings into her life. Amidst media attention, family expectations, and the demands of their careers, Abhishek and Sitara's paths intertwine, sparking a romance as passionate and unpredictable as the game itself. Marble Hearts is a tale of love, resilience, and the courage to chase both the heart and the dream. ****** Copyrights ©️ 30 September 2025 Author Ishika where ever portion there of may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the Author. Author Ishika 💙

What is your birthday gift for Abhishek? If he could hear you rn?

- 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.

So there is one girl and 3 boys fell for her at the same time and then................... Read the story to find out

A shubman gill fanficfion~♡

❛ Say you'll see me again ❜ ( abhishek sharma x fem!oc ) ( started: 24 / 09 / 25 ) ( completed: tbd ) wildest dreams, abhishek sharma © soupsvault, 2025

Shubman Gill is one of the best ICT cricketers: disciplined, focused, and permanently allergic to nonsense. Then Ishan Kishan enters his life like a walking natural disaster-cute, clumsy, adorable, innocent, and somehow always in the wrong place at the wrong time. He trips over kit bags, spills water, and smiles like he didn't just commit a crime against gravity. Shubman starts hating him on principle. One bad day, one bad mood, and Shubman crosses all limits. He snaps, throws insults, calls Ishan a bastard and worse. The team freezes. The air goes dead silent. Somewhere, a dramatic background music definitely should have played. Ishan also freezes. Then, very calmly, something inside him switches off and he decides: "for some personal reasons I am evil now." The cute, innocent boy is gone. Replaced by a menace with perfect comic timing and zero mercy. Shubman realizes he messed up. Badly. So he tries to be nice. Tries to talk. Tries to fix things with the most bekar opening line possible: "or kya chal Raha hai ?" Ishan looks at him like he's choosing violence for fun and replies: "pankha chal raha hai ajao latak jao." Shubman retreats. Regroups. Tries again the next day. Hotel lobby. Team everywhere. Very serious vibes. Shubman points at the sky like a weather reporter who failed his exam: "barish ho Rahi hai." Ishan, without missing a beat: "Haan, bohut accha moka hai doob Maro.." At this point, half the team is trying not to laugh, the other half is pretending they didn't hear anything, and Shubman is questioning every life decision he's ever made. Ishan, meanwhile, has fully embraced his villain era and drops the final emotional nuke: "i am physically, mentally, benchodly, matherchodly, tired of trusting people easily." Shubman stands there, destroyed, humbled, and 100% aware that he didn't just create an enemy-he unlocked Chaotic Evil Ishan Kishan. And the worst part? He kind of deserves it.

This is Riyan Parag fanfiction. Story takes place in 2027 when Riyan Parag is at the peak of his career. A girl with a simple lifestyle belongs to a high class family. She is a neuro surgeon. Gets married to a cricketer without her wish. She had zero interest in cricket. But circumstances made her helpless. He never accepted this marriage and decided to ruin her life coz she ruined his. How will their married life go? Will they ever understand each other? You will learn after reading this story.

What happens when a rising all-rounder, living life in fast-forward, crosses paths with a girl who believes progress is measured in patience, not runs? Set against the understated rhythms of Hyderabad, Between the Crease and the Calm follows Nitish Kumar Reddy, a quietly fierce cricketer whose career is built on discipline, adaptability, and moments of sudden brilliance. The spotlight is finding him fast-but he's still learning how to live inside it. Anvitha Rao is nothing like the crowds that cheer for him. A focused PhD Chemistry student, she spends her days between textbooks, lab benches, and late-night notes, preparing for a future rooted in healing rather than headlines. Cricket, to her, is just background noise. Their worlds collide not dramatically, but gently through shared silences, small conversations, and the slow realization that ambition doesn't always look the same. This is not a story about fame falling in love with simplicity. It's about balance. About choosing when to push, when to pause. About finding connection between the crease and the calm