Some love stories begin with certainty. This one began with familiarity. At eighteen, Aarav Upadhyay leaves Banaras for Kashmir to study law, carrying ambition, homesickness, and more questions than answers. In a place far from home, comfort arrives in an unexpected form-Saksham Awasthi, an Indian Army officer and the one familiar face in unfamiliar land. What begins as companionship slowly deepens into something neither of them is prepared to name. But love and duty rarely walk the same road. Years later, Banaras brings them together again- not as boys discovering affection, but as men carrying unfinished history, unspoken confessions, and the quiet weight of choices that once pulled them apart. Tender, aching, and deeply human, Cardamom & Confessions is a story about queer love, courage, distance, and the question that lingers long after goodbye- What becomes of love when the world is still learning where to place it?

The 1st Tale from ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ꜱᴘɪᴄᴇꜱ saga ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛꜱ & 𝐻𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎 ....... Banaras has two kinds of love stories - the loud ones... and the ones that linger. Shreenika Baruah came to the city for her Masters in Psychology & Criminology, not romance. She believes in patterns, not destiny. Vyaansh Upadhyay was born into legacy - schools, traditions, expectations. He believes in consistency, not chaos. They meet in ordinary places. A temple line. A wedding corridor. A debate about scholarships and culture. Somewhere in the lanes, a secret blog watches. "Some glances are accidental. Remembering them isn't." - Lady Laung 🌿 This isn't a loud love story. It's the kind that chooses - every day.

JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one asked me about my dreams, my choices and most importantly, my consent. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Read the journey of two opposite poles falling for each other. Jairaj Singh Thakur - a ruthless, heartless and shameless Mafia prince Inayat Ali Khan - an intelligent, beautiful and secretive Mafia princess. Will they be able to break the boundaries of religion to become one?

"Why do you hate me so much, Maan" she asked hiccupping, hitting his chest. "I never said that" he said holding her hands. ____________________________________ "So, my Ita, how does it feels to be Mrs. Dutta," he asked holding her from behind while making eye contact in the mirror. "Best feeling in this world, Mr. Dutta" she replied kissing his cheek. ____________________________________ "I BLOODY ASKED YOU TO DO ONE THING BUT YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!" he shouted slamming the wooden desk with his fists. "I am sorry, sir" she replied with tears welling up in her eyes. ____________________________________ "I will kill that man if I see him near you again" he said dangerously running his index finger from her forehead to neck. "W...why" she asked stammering. "Because you are mine"... ____________________________________ Cover- @Lady_whistleup