Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

Every night at 10:45 PM, a mysterious man with a steel tiffin appears at Tanu's failing European bakery in Ranchi, collecting her day's disasters with the reverence of someone handling precious artifacts. He pays too much, arranges imperfect pastries like art installations, and disappears into the November darkness with secrets that taste sweeter than her best chocolate walnut slice. When Tanu discovers where her lopsided buns and overbaked cream puffs actually end up, she realizes that sometimes the most beautiful things in life come wrapped in yesterday's failures. But what happens when the mathematics of love collide with family expectations, business ultimatums, and the delicate architecture of dreams built from leftover crumbs? Some stories begin with perfect recipes. This one starts with everything going deliciously wrong.

[ a desi dialogue story ] when a feisty entrepreneur texts the wrong number and the funny engineer can't help but fall for her.

*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

Maahi was well-versed in the art of unrequited love. After all, she was quietly and hopelessly in love with Aarush all those years ago in college. But that's a closed chapter now. Right? A decade later, Maahi, now a successful wedding photographer, is all set for the next wedding on her calendar. The only thing she doesn't account for is the astoundingly familiar face of the groom's best friend. Cover Art: Sweeta Meetha ❤️

Sometimes all the parched valley of heart needs is a drop of Petrichor. Noor Fatimah hasn't had it easy but still she faces every obstacle in her life with a smile on her face and a firm faith in her heart. When circumstances shake the very base of her being , she comes across the worst nightmare of her life. But in all this her feet stumble upon a confusion she can't seem to understand. A confusion named Rayyan Ahmed Khan. He's cynical. He's a bad news. And he questions everything she's always believed in. Two very different people from two very different worlds cross paths. One is determined to get out of the dark shadows looming over her while the other cherish the darkness he's living from within. Can she be the drop of petrichor he needs? Or will he be the storm she's hell bent on avoiding. And will love have a role to play here? Highest Rank: 2 in Spiritual Winner of The Fiction Awards 2019

In which, spontaneous Ishita agrees to work for the methodical businessman Jai to prove him wrong and put him in his place.

[featured on @ShortStory, @AmbassadorsIN, @RomanceINDIA and @Ambassadors 2024 and @Romance 2025] Neil had just arrived in Delhi, a few days ago to meet his sister. Exhausted by her endless rants about how he doesn't have any time for the family, he finally decided to show up and make his sister happy! One fine day, when his sister asked him to get the flower pots from the ground floor up to the 7th floor she had a flat on, he had no choice but to take the elevator. What he didn't know was that destiny could sprinkle some magical dust at the very instant and lock him up inside that metal cabinet with a girl who loathes his profession! One chance encounter and Vedika can't help but regret opening her oh-so-ever-excited mouth! [word count: 20K+]

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. [word count: 110K+]

House-hunting. A house that meets all the requirements. Two strangers. And a broker with a lot of assumptions. What happens next? Cover Design: @sweetameetha