Harleen had a free day at work that day. Planning on surprising her two best friends, who were also a married couple now, she thought of dropping by their house with some delicious pizza & wine for a surprise. Little did she know, an 'unexpected guest' would be opening the door for her.

• book three - blossoms series • where aaradhna and brahmdev make it a tiny ritual to take a walk in the park every morning. --- © suganthi lakshminarayanan 2026

When Ishaani crashes her scooter into football captain Neil, sparks and bruises fly. What starts with guilt and brownies turns into unexpected love, one hilarious mishap at a time.

A single train ride. A fleeting conversation. A connection that refuses to fade. In a city that never stops moving, two strangers cross paths for only a handful of minutes - an accidental encounter on a crowded train. They exchange nothing more than a few words, a borrowed smile, and a trace of unspoken understanding... yet something indescribable lingers.

Varsha Sharma had always believed life unfolded in a straight line-one step after another, one dream leading gently into the next. She had love waiting for her, wedding rituals filling her days, a brother and sister-in-law who were her world, and two little souls who filled the house with laughter. Everything was set. Everything was certain. Until the night everything changed. In a single, cruel moment, her perfect life shattered, leaving her with two infants who clung to her heartbeat and a world that no longer made sense. Her marriage collapsed, her home fell silent, and every path she once dreamed of closed at once. But grief has a strange way of rearranging destinies. Pulled together by loss and bound by responsibility, Varsha and Ashwin Raina-strangers in every sense but devotion-find their lives stitched into the same story. He, the quiet, work-driven brother who lost a sister too soon. She, the bruised yet unbreakable girl who became a mother overnight. Together, they step into a marriage neither planned, building a family from the ruins of heartbreak, discovering strength in places they never looked, and learning that sometimes love doesn't arrive as a choice... but as a promise you make to those who can't make one for themselves. Sometimes love doesn't arrive as a fairy tale- sometimes it grows quietly in the spaces grief leaves behind.

Two strangers. One unexpected night.

Hi. I'm Twinkle. I'm ten years old. Apparently, my blood has decided to stop doing its job, which is rude because nobody asked it to. The doctors say I need help from someone who shares my DNA. That someone is my biological father. I don't know him. My mom doesn't either. We were doing perfectly fine without him-until we weren't.

Neil Khanna survived an enemy attack, a head injury, and military bureaucracy. What he did not survive peacefully was a girl who started appearing in his dreams without clearance or consent. The problem? She was very real. Neil finds her photograph in his fallen comrade's wallet and promptly develops what doctors call post-traumatic symptoms and what everyone else calls a full-blown filmy situation. As Neil sets out to locate a woman he technically has never met-but has already argued with in his sleep-he discovers that grief is complicated, guilt is inconvenient, and Indian society has absolutely no patience for men who claim they are not in love.

When a celebrated cricketer and an unknown physiotherapist are dragged into an unexpected controversy, the country decides their truth for them-loudly, viciously, and without mercy. As headlines scream and silence is misread, reputations begin to fracture under the weight of collective judgement.

A harmless matrimony-site experiment goes wrong, dragging Pratyaksh into a week of unwanted attention, bruised egos, and online meltdowns. Between group chats that offer zero help and a stranger who might be his worst decision yet, Pratyaksh learns that the internet doesn't forgive, boredom is dangerous, and some people are far more interesting when they're mad at you.