"He doesn't say 'I love you.' But he changed in all the ways that yelled it." •••••••••••••• Vaani Joshi never expected love from her arranged marriage - just respect, maybe some space, and silence she could live with. Dhruv Deshmukh was exactly that: powerful, unreadable, and cold. He didn't ask her what she liked. He didn't ask how her day was. And she never asked for anything. But then he started noticing. Not her words - her silences. Not what she wanted - what she gave up. The man who never looked twice is now the one who watches her the closest. And the girl who never expected anything... is the reason he's learning how to give everything. •••••••••••••••• "Why do you always notice the things I don't say?" He looked at her for a long second. "Because you never ask. And I've never wanted to give anyone more." •••••••••••••••• Tropes: Slow-burn romance | Arranged marriage | Contemporary drama | Indian diaspora | Urban luxury + emotional intimacy | Cold ML x Soft FL | Changing for her 🏅#1 in India 🏅#1 in Indian 🏅#1 in desi 🏅#1 in romance

Previously known as "Love Heals Every Wound" In a world where broken hearts leave behind more than just tears, four souls stand at the edge of destiny, bound by the threads of love, betrayal, and redemption. Swara Bose, once the girl who believed love could conquer all, now runs a flower shop called Carnations of Love, hiding a heart that's seen too much. She speaks through bouquets, pouring her soul into petals, but silence surrounds her where laughter once bloomed. Behind her smile lies a woman learning to rebuild from ruins. Sanskar Maheshwari returns to Kolkata after years of vanishing into the shadows of power. Cold, calculated, and unreadable, he's no longer the boy who once believed in love. But fate has other plans-especially when the one person who once held his heart is the same woman who might save it. Ragini Gadodia, branded the bad girl, has loved and lost and lost again. Her fire is no longer just emotional-it's political. Now a crusader, she's determined to break the chains of judgment, reclaim her name, and rise-not for a man but for herself. Haunted by a bet that cost him love, fame, and family, Laksh Maheshwari walks the tightrope between obsession and redemption. But is saying sorry enough when the wound runs deeper than the skin? When past sins return to the surface, and a corporate empire becomes the new battlefield, secrets will burn, and truths will scorch. The Maheshwaris and Gadodias must decide what matters more-legacy or love, pride or peace. "Swaragini: Flames of Fate" is an emotional epic where relationships are tested, power is seductive, and healing takes courage. For fans of epic love stories, fierce female leads, and the Indian drama that made Swaragini unforgettable. Love heals. But sometimes, love must first burn. Start Date: September 14, 2017, End Date:

UPDATE!! BOOK II: BOUND TO HIM IS NOW AVAILABLE!! NEW CHAPTER POSTED EVERY THURSDAY!!! *** It was supposed to be a simple trade off with her father but only it wasn't so simple. Not when they both were attracted to each other on levels they didn't understand. *** "What were you thinking was going to happen tonight?" I question, trying hard to conceal the surge of surprise she's brought on to me. She leans in closer to my face, her voice a seductive whisper "A one night stand". What the fuck? Is she trying to play some kind of a game with me? Because it's working, she keeps surprising me and I couldn't hate her more right now. My hand reaches out to grab her face, my cool skin feels uncomfortable over her warm cheeks. She leans into my touch, green eyes fixed on mine. "As much as I'd like to do that, I have an agenda for tonight" I pull my hand back unwillingly. "What agenda?" She looks at me as if I have grown another head. "I'm going to be honest here, I'm not taking you to have sex with you. This is a kidnapping" *** WARNING! CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEX SCENES, VIOLENCE! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

*sneak a peek* I turned to see her standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with wonder. I let out a sigh of relief, my tension dissipating at the sight of her. "What are you doing here at this hour?" she asked, her voice low, but with a hint of frustration, as if I had disturbed her peaceful evening. I kept my tone low, the frustration rising within me like a simmering storm. "I just heard a thrilling news, and I had to come and congratulate you in person," I said, my words dripping with sarcasm. I took a step closer, closing the distance between us, my eyes locked on hers with an unnerving intensity. I lowered my voice, my words barely above a whisper, but they seemed to reverberate through the air like a scream. "You know? To pretend I'm not dying inside." The words hung in the air like a dark confession, and I could see the shock register on her face. **** ~Read the prologue to understand what the story is all about.

Kriti Singhania, an 18-year-old, who just gave her CBSE's got back home for her elder sister's wedding. Little did she know that this wedding would change her life completely. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 'Maa, what is going on, why are you crying? Where is di?' I asked, looking at her worriedly. She continued sobbing without an answer and then suddenly fainted. 'DAD' I yelled, worried about mom. He ran into the room with di's too be husband and her to be inlaws. He picked her up and placed her softly on the bed. 'Dad, what is going on? I need to know' I said firmly. 'Bacha, your sister ran away today morning. She has left a letter' he said. 'No Krishi didi can't do such a thing' I said disbelievingly. 'Well she did, your sister was nothing but a gold-digger, she just used all my contacts and got away' jiju said angrily. He looked like a wounded lion, his hands were fisted as though controlling his anger. 'What should we do now? Everyone is here, the reputation of both the families are at stake' dad asked sadly, still caressing mom's hair. I could sense his worry for mom. 'Get Kriti and Sid married, we have no other choice. Plus, she should pay for her elder sister's fault' his mom said angrily. Of course, she had all the rights, I understand her anger, but what is my fault in this, why was she spoiling my life!! -------------------------- Cover credits- @Deardevil123 ....Thanks for the amazing cover

Collection of Indian short stories.

FIRST STORY IN THE RAJVANSH SERIES Devendra X Devyani "मोहब्बत इस दुनिया की सबसे खूबसूरत चीज है। जो हमें उनसे हो गई है। अब या तो मेरी मोहब्बत उनके साथ मुकम्मल होगी या फिर उनके प्यार में फनाह होगी"। ________________________________ This is a story of two individuals bound in a sacred union that ties two people together called "Marriage" Join the journey of Devyani Rajput, who entered in the world of Devendra Singh Ranjvansh and made him HER'S. She collected the broken pieces of his heart and made his heart beat again. **** TROPES: • Royal Romance • Arrange marriage • She fell first, but he fell harder • Grumpy x Sunshine • Suspense, past! This story contains mature scenes!

Emilia I was so sure I'd never see him again. Not that I didn't want to. But not that I did. After all, he was the one that bailed on me. The one who threw away all those years we had for his own future. I shouldn't have been the one left feeling hurt. Yet somehow, I was. Seeing my best friend now, five years later, at my sister's wedding was the last thing I expected. But I never imagined I'd relive the heartache he left in his wake. And I never imagined falling for Adam Blackwell. Adam I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not that I didn't want to. A part of me did. A part of me always will. Emilia Feye was my best friend. Until I left her in my past and threw our friendship away. It was a mistake that haunts me every single day. It was between my best friend and my career. But I'm not the only one guilty. She did the same thing as me. Seeing her now, five years later, at my brother's wedding was unexpected. I never thought I'd have to suffer the consequences for the mess I made and the friendship I shattered. But I never imagined falling in love with her this time. I never imagined falling in love with Emilia Feye. ... Emilia and Adam meet again, five years after parting and going separate ways for college. They're not eighteen anymore. They're not so selfish anymore. And they're not best friends anymore. They caused each other heartache and now it's time to right their wrongs and make up for those mistakes. Now, in Marbella, Spain. Now, at her sister and his brother's wedding, the two meet again. Except this time, things are different. This time there's anger, frustration, pain, and regret. This time, they're not friends, they're a complicated mess. They call it friendship. We all call it love. . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Imagines with you and your crush as the stars. Just as a heads up, it's hard for me to find motivation to write these (even though I truly do love writing them), so I don't update as frequently as I'd like. So just be patient, that's all I ask :) **fem reader - Created January 6, 2018 -