𝄞𝄢 i'll plant a garden full of dandelions and whisper your name to them so they carry our love in the air. - mer Welcome to the world of Aadhav and Nethra where there is no loud love, the kind that lives in small things, like wind brushing past or names you don't say out loud anymore. They're soft, newly budding, and still holding on in ways they don't fully understand.

Professor Manjiri Deshpande is a woman of logic. As a brilliant academic, she finds comfort in the predictable world of research and structure. She views life as a series of puzzles to be solved, so when her family suggests an arranged marriage, she approaches it like a technical project. Then, she meets Niraav Vashisht. Niraav is a famous tabla player who lives through feeling and sound. While Manjiri seeks to decode the world, Niraav prefers to experience its vibrations. He doesn't care for complex theories; he cares about the beat of a drum and the rhythm of the heart. As they move between the quiet halls of her university and the lively echoes of his music stages, these two opposites begin to connect.Manjiri starts to realize that not everything in life needs a logical explanation. Together, they discover a unique harmony that blends her mind with his music. The Rhythm of Us is a gentle story of love, showing that some of the best things in life are meant to be felt, not understood. Tropes♡ • Arrange marriage • Profosser x Tabla artist • Soft romance • Ambivert x Ambivert • Maharashtrian x Punjabi • Choti Beti x Bada beta

When an unserious lawyer meets an unserious teacher, sparks fly as the vicinity is plunged into darkness. It's a simple grocery run. What could go wrong?

[TEASER ONLY] BONUS CHAPTER (A Week of Bash's Diary Entries): https://www.amazon.com/Diary-Bash-Daley-Jovie-Chapter-ebook/dp/B0GY1TQSTP He's a would-be college student stacking books in the local library. She's a high school senior nearing graduation. He leads a life of organized chaos and she's living by the book. He's free but all she can see are consequences. You can't control who you fall in love with. [To be published end of April 2026 Stay tuned for details.]

Epistolary x Strangers to Lovers x Cheesy Lines Brija Sharma x Indravadan Shastri - "Let me just make myself more presentable, okay?" She smiled. "No, make yourself more comfortable. You're presentable just the way you are. Hell, I'd think you were beautiful even if you wore nothing! Wait- that came out wrong-" Indra blushed, quickly hiding his hands in his palms as if he were an ostrich. - Brija, a wedding photographer with a DSLR and an aversion to paneer, is photographing her friend-of-a-friend Susanne's wedding. While capturing the love blooming at the altar, she doesn't expect to meet Indra- perfect hair, pointy stubble, a smile that would make anyone's heart race. And of course, you can't forget the extremely cheesy flirting. But will they work out or will Brija's overthinking force the relationship to be over before it even starts? - If I had to describe this story in three words, they'd be short, sweet, and incredibly cheesy. - Warning: Foul Language

Four years ago, Valentina Coppola was erased from the life she used to know. Accused of pushing her twin sister down the stairs of their home, she was sent to a boarding school for ill mannered ladies in Stockholm. An academy shaped like a prison. Years after the fall, she is brought back to Italy so that amends can be made. Older. Sharper. And still helplessly hurt by what happened years ago, Valentina must learn to navigate life with the brothers that didn't believe her, a father who shipped her away, and a twin sister who hides behind a fabricated lie. This time, Valentina has secrets of her own.

Her name is Sweetie - yes, that's her given name - and it makes perfect sense. With a name like that, it'd be impossible not to love ice cream, smiles, and the color yellow. She is the good girl... but she wants to be more. Jake's face is permanently set in a scowl, and that's not even the most intimidating thing about him. He learned how to throw a punch before he learned how to ride a bike. He is the bad boy. He wants to be more. When a failed attempt at running ends with the good girl in the bad boy's arms, worlds will collide in the most incredible way - but is the fallout bitter, or is it sweet? ••• . • . TRIGGER WARNING . • . Alcoholism Divorce/separation Mentions of abuse Parental death Strong language ••• SIGN BLM PETITIONS HERE: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-Zp8Om6X_qvSNOrlG1j79r_sIcdSihAZ1JgtE3094Jw/mobilebasic

"P-please. I'll be good. Please don't hurt me." I begged him, wrapping my arms around myself, as though that would keep me from completely falling apart. "I'm not going to hurt you princess." He told me comfortingly. His hand raised to my face and his fingers ghosted over the cut from uncle's ring. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever again. My name is Lorenzo Conti. Will you tell me your name?" Nora Phillips didn't think she would ever escape her uncle's grasp. Little did she know knights in shining armor could come in the form of mafia bosses. As soon as Lorenzo saw her, he knew he had to save her, but can he protect her from everything? Can he be her protettore? Rated M for language and violence. REVISIONS AND EPILOGUE HAVE BEEN POSTED!