Jiya, trying to move on from her breakup, ran away from home to attend her best friend's wedding. There, she crossed paths with Rishi in the most unexpected way-her dupatta got caught in his watch. To Jiya, it felt like a mere coincidence, but perhaps destiny had something else in store. Every time she tried to move forward, their paths crossed again and again. Was it just a string of coincidences, or was it the hand of fate weaving their story together? Short story Rom-com All rights are reserved

Love & Passion (LP) : Book One " For his pools of obsidian black gaze, I would paint the world red. " ~his ishi " For the warmth of her hazel gaze, I would surrender every breath, every fragment of my being. " ~her veer