(Book 1 in Forbidden Series) Leonardo Rosewood A kind but lonely 30-year-old guy, he's had some experiences that turned him into an atheist. He works as a high-ranking officer for the British East India Company. He commands power and respect. He's not rude, but he's not exactly the friendliest person either. Radha A 19-year-old girl with an innocent curiosity to explore the world, she faced a heartbreak when society forced her into marriage at of sixteen, wedded to a forty-eight-year-old stranger. Each day became unbearable as she silently endured pain, wondering if this is how her life would be. Yet, even in the pain, a hope burned within her, only because of her Kanha. She prayed to her Kanha, believing that someday, despite the harsh realities, she might find her own path to happiness and freedom. A love story that was never meant to be... but fate had other plans. Will their love endure and blossom in the orthodox society? Or would they get bleedingly ripped apart and forgotten in history? (This story is set in the 1910s in India, during the colonization era.) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in 1910s India and is not historically accurate. It is purely for entertainment purposes and does not intend to whitewash British colonial rule. The characters and events are fictional and should not be seen as a reflection of real history.

In the glittering heart of Mayfair, Lady Luisa Bridgerton is about to make her debut - and she'd rather be anywhere else. With the memory of her sister Francesca's flawless season looming and her own nerves rising like a storm, Luisa is determined to survive the social whirl with nothing but sharp wit, fierce pride, and her best friend Romy at her side. But nothing goes as planned. A mysterious masked man sweeps her off her feet at Lady Danbury's ball, stealing every dance and possibly her heart - only to vanish before revealing who he truly is. As Luisa searches for the stranger who felt like a dream, she keeps colliding with Lord Namgyu: arrogant, cold, and far too handsome for his own good. Their banter is electric. Their dislike is mutual. Or so she thinks.