teaser... Sreeja: Maa, how can I manage without specs? Dhanam: No need of Specs... already proposals got rejected because of this Sreeja: Maa.. that's ok but I can't see properly without specs. Then how would I meet the guy? Dhanam: No need of you to see. We will see and that is enough Sreeja : Maaaa. Come on it to read the story of how Sreeja a selectively social, unromantic fellow got married and fell in love. My personal favourite story of all that I wrote. #1 in Onsite (2023) #1 in unromantic (2023) #2 in adjustment (2023)

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀɢɪᴄ ʟᴏꜱꜱ, ᴠɪᴋʀᴀᴍ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɪꜱᴏʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʀᴇᴍᴏʀꜱᴇ, ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴛɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ. ᴍᴇᴀɴᴡʜɪʟᴇ, ᴛᴀʀᴀ, ᴀ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛɪꜰʟɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ, ɢʀᴀᴘᴘʟᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀꜱʜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ʙɪɢ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴠɪᴋʀᴀᴍ ɪꜱ ʀᴇʟᴜᴄᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀʟᴏɴɢꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴀʀᴀ, ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴡɪꜰᴇ? ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴍɪᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ.

When Hailey Evans, an aspirant employee of the marketing department in one of the most wealthiest companies in the states finds herself in trouble with the arrogant, cold hearted CEO Ian Kingston, she pulls a trick no one has ever done. And in return he gives her a disastrous kiss that turn her world upside down. One party. One kiss. And the next thing she knows, she's a billionaire's fiancé.

# 1 in General Fiction # 1 in Romedy # 16 in Romance "MYTRI... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY HAIR? WHAT HAVE YOU MIXED IN MY GEL THAT MY HAIR TURNED PINK?" -------------------→ "Seshi darling isn't my favorite color pink? So I changed it. You look... hmph... cute?" (with a devilish grin) "MYTRI SESHANK GUPTA... WHAT WERE YOU THINKING WHEN YOU PUT A LIVE BIG GRASSHOPPER WHICH I HATE SO MUCH, IN MY LAB COAT?" -----------------→ "Seshi... you need to overcome your feelings for that poor thing... So I'm helping you in it." (with a devilish grin) "MYTRI... WHY MY MOBILE RINGTONE IS CHANGED TO YOUR VOICE SAYING 'NIGHTMARE IS CALLING YOU... NIGHTMARE IS CALLING YOU'." ----------------→ "Oh com'on Seshi I was just stating the truth." (with a devilish grin) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "Give me my heart back....You don't deserve it" Mytri said whining to her so-called husband Seshank (Seshi). "NEVER!! It belongs to me....instead have mine" Seshank replies smirking to his loving wife kissing seductively on her lips. Dr. Seshank Gupta (Seshi), is a Neurologist and an only son of one of the top most billionaire. He is arrogant, cocky, rude, filthy rich and what not...? Mytri Baradwaj Gupta, cheerful, outspoken, witty, sarcastic yet super gorgeous and kind, finds herself troubling her childhood love, her husband Seshi to no end, due to some misunderstanding. What happens when she make her life time goal to torture her husband....until her feelings are reciprocated? What happens when Seshank makes his own life a living hell by marrying and inviting devil itself...? Read the book to know more about the romance, fights, bickering, pranks, and a love journey of one of the most romantic couples in the world...! Awesome cover is made by Midhuna😍😍

This book can be read as a stand alone Greyson Blake Rosen-Hower Who doesn't know that name? Everyone with a pulse knows his family. He's blessed with his father's devilish looks and cunning mind. He's already on top of the corporate ladder at a young age without any effort. He also inherits his mother's pure heart. Well, if you dig deeper, I mean more more deeper like Mariana's trench deep. I swear you'll find it. Sunshine McBright is the epitome of happiness and positive energy. Even her name says it all. She's simple minded and detached from reality most of the time. Trying to be happy and making others happy while you are experiencing hardship was so hard but she'd rather die trying than not. They met in a strange way and she captivated Greyson with her quirkiness. Like his father, Greyson believes at love at first sight. They are opposites in every way but Greyson will do anything to leap that gap between them and make Sunshine his. Forever. -excerpt- I was sitting quietly in the middle of Central Park when suddenly a flower appeared on my vision. I looked up and saw a redhead smiling widely at me. My hoodie obscure half of my face so I doesn't know if this strange woman saw my flat expression. "I am sorry. I've been staring at you for a while which I know was totally creepy but I swear I am not. I notice that you look lonely and sad so I picked this flower and hopes that your day will become a little bit lighter." She pushed the flower a little so I was forced to take it. "Huh you're still not happy. Wait please." The redhead run towards a bush that has a sign that clearly said "Don't pick any flowers. Fine $50." After she picked a handful. She runs back to me. "Here." she offered the newly stealed flowers to me. "oh I also have a chocolate bar. do you want one?" The only thing that's running on my mind was who's this strange woman and can I take her home? Another amazing cover from @Regina_Anais!

"Kindly place the mangal-sootra around her neck." With this, holy hymns were chanted. || Mangalyam tantunanena mama jeevana hetuna: kanthe badhnami subhage twam jeeva sarada satam || I could feel the flower petals being showered on me as my husband tied the knots of my mangal-sootra. Officially I am Mrs. Pavithra Rajeev. Wedding and marriage are two different constitutions, even though the former leads to the latter. Welcome to the life of Mrs. Pavithra Rajeev. This book is more than a story. It's that journey walked through by every Indian woman. But what is not so typical about her then? Let's find out, shall we? PS: Dear Readers, this book does have some intimate moments! Warnings have been given throughout the course of book. Please read at your discretion.

Once upon a time, men and women entered marriage with very clear policies regarding the division of labour: he would go to work and "bring home the bacon," while she would stay at home and cook, clean, and raise the children. Things aren't the same as they used to be. Modern Indian romance, intimacies, and marriages are far more complicated than assessments and reality television shows portray. In India, arranged marriages are an unique and complex process. People seek a 'soulmate' with whom they can spend the rest of their lives, but they also have specific expectations of the potential bride or groom. There is a strong narrative about finding love, compatibility, and connection, but what stands out is a real intent to replicate class identities beneath all of this. In a country that depends on a spending population, "middle class" is a necessary armour, a shared language, a value system, and, more importantly, a way of life. Life may be unjust, irritating, and disarmingly disappointing on most days. Being middle class, on the other hand, creates character in a culture obsessed with the need to be a part of the rat race. Marriage also places the onus of making sacrifices, concessions, and making the marriage work on the couple. This tale illuminates the unseen and underappreciated aspects of an Indian arranged marriage, the life of a middle-class wife and husband and their shared responsibilities as they navigate through life. Immense amount of desi tadka awaiting your way. *I don't own the illustration on the poster.*