A German X Indian story A German astrophile boy- Jessen Jever A desi Indian astrophile Girl- Kavya Raina ~Their story 💗 It all began with a simple question-a spark that ignited across continents, bridging worlds separated by thousands of miles and vastly different cultures. When Jessen Jever, a curious mind from North Germany, stumbled upon Kavya Raina, a passionate soul from North India, their conversation began not as a quest for answers, but as an exploration of the unknown-a cosmic curiosity that transcended boundaries. What started as an exchange of ideas grew into something intangible, unspoken-a bond that stitched itself into the fabric of their lives. Through moments of discovery, shared wonder, and subtle realizations, they found themselves navigating the delicate threads of friendship and something more profound, something neither had expected. Across years and continents, their connection was never truly broken-an invisible force tethering them, like stars connected in constellations. And when Kavya traveled to Germany, stepping into Jessen's world for the first time, the magic of their story unfurled in ways both quiet and breathtaking. They embraced the beauty of their differences, celebrating the collision of two cultures, finding harmony in the contrasts. Together, they stood under the cosmic dance of auroras-a moment that mirrored the essence of their connection: radiant, fleeting, and unforgettable. ~I promise not to disappoint you

They say Kashmir is where heaven meets earth. But sometimes, it's where hearts collide and destinies change. When a medical relief trip takes Dr. Swara Yadav to the snow-covered valleys of Kashmir, she expects fun hours, not cries and bullets in the air. Caught in a sudden terrorist attack, she rushes to save a life-only to be rescued by Tristan. With roads blocked, new places and communication dead, both are forced to stay at a stranger's house. They found each other in the peace and stillness of snow... but will love survive the noise of reality? Dive into the story of Swara and Tristan to know where destiny takes them both.

Between Time Zones tells the enchanting story of Ananya, an astute professional in a bustling Indian office, and Alex, her German overseas manager. Their bond blossoms unexpectedly across continents and digital screens, as shared projects and late-night calls weave a tapestry of understanding, respect, and undeniable affection. Despite never having met, their hearts find a rhythm in sync, proving that love can transcend borders and bloom beautifully in the most unexpected of workplaces.

She believed love meant forever. He believed emotions were weaknesses. Fate believed... they belonged to each other. When Lavanya Nair, a gentle commerce teacher from Tamil Nadu, finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, tradition, and family honor, she is forced into a marriage she never wanted - to a man who doesn't believe in love. Dante Russo, an emotionless Italian mafia heir, only agrees to the marriage to protect his family's name after his sister elopes with Lavanya's brother. Cold, calculated, and a stranger to tenderness, Dante sees Lavanya as nothing but a necessary obligation. But what happens when two wounded souls - one burning with hidden fire, the other buried in silence - are bound together by rituals older than time? In a home wrapped in jasmine and sandalwood, under vows spoken in languages neither fully understands, a story unfolds... of pain, of power, and of a slow-burning connection that neither can name. --- A tale of forced vows, shattered trust, family legacies, and the unexpected tenderness born from the ashes of betrayal. This is not a love story. This is how strangers become something more.

"You *thrust* are* thrust* my *thrust* woman," he growled, his voice dripping with possessiveness as he thrust deeper, each movement making me cry out in both pain and desire. I was beyond exhausted, my body aching from hours of relentless passion. "Adrian, please... stop," I begged, my voice barely audible, my eyes squeezed shut. The exhaustion was overwhelming; I could barely feel my legs anymore, my body on the brink of collapse. But his response was cold, unwavering. "Sleep, ocean. I won't stop tonight." And with that, everything went black. ............................................ He pinned me to the wall, his grip unforgiving, making me gasp in pain. His eyes were bloodshot with rage, and for a moment, I wasn't scared of him-just terrified of what he might do to Luciano. "If you ever mention his name in front of me again, I swear, wildcat, I'll tear him apart with my bare hands," he snarled, his voice sending a chill down my spine. His words hung in the air, the threat lingering like a dark storm. "You are mine. Your body. Your soul. Your heart, too," he growled, his hands moving to unhook the only thing that separated us-my bra. "No protests today," he warned, his voice thick with determination. "I'll take you by hook or by crook." And before I could react, he tossed me onto the bed. ...............

𝐀 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐗 𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ˖°𓇼🌊⋆🐚🫧 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐳 & 𝐑𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐁𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐣 "𝗠𝗿. 𝗥𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘇, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁. 𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿?" "𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁-𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗲𝘀, 𝗜 𝗮𝗺. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹" ~ 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗹 What would happen when an Indian-Spanish man with chocolatey brown eyes, crosses his path with a Desi Indian dark brown eyed girl. How far they are willing to go for each other? Will their love dare to cross the oceans? Or would they end up being separated due to their past traumas? " 𝐀𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. Note:- This is my first time writing a book so do let me know your suggestions to improve myself. Hope you enjoy reading my book Follow on Instagram @sanbiverse for updates and spoilers !!

"You saw me kill. Now I'll kill anyone who sees you." - Nikolai Volkov Mumbai was burning that night. Not with fire - but with silence. The kind that follows a gunshot. The kind that tastes like blood. Nikolai Volkov stood in the alley, his gloved hands dripping red. The man he'd come to kill lay crumpled at his feet, eyes wide, mouth still whispering prayers to gods that never answered. The Russian didn't blink. He never did. But then - he saw him. A boy. Barefoot, holding a bag of jasmine flowers. Eyes like monsoon clouds. Soft. Terrified. Beautiful. Aarav Sharma. He didn't scream. He didn't run. He just stared - like he'd seen a ghost wearing a suit. And Nikolai, the man who'd slit throats without flinching, froze. Themes -- ~Obsession over affection ~Possession disguised as protection ~Forced marriage, emotional breakdowns, and poetic violence ~Cultural clash: Urdu poetry vs Russian brutality ~Love that feels like war Genre: Mafia BL, Obsession, Forced Marriage, Age-Gap, Psychological Romance Tone: Dark, emotional, savage, poetic Setting: Mumbai → Russia

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 - Her life was sold. Her freedom ripped away. 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 was handed over to Avyansh rathore -ruthless, cold, and untouchable. The man whose mere glance could make the strongest tremble. The mafia feared him. She was supposed to. But fear quickly became fascination. In his presence, every word unsaid, every look avoided, every fleeting touch becomes a battlefield. He is heartless... yet the one man protecting her from the shadows. He is merciless... yet the one who could make her heart ache in ways she never imagined. This is not a story of love at first sight. It's a story of power, obsession, and slow-burning desire. Of stolen moments, dangerous secrets, and a connection that could either save her-or destroy her. She is fire wrapped in defiance. He is ice wrapped in power. And in a world where blood, loyalty, and danger collide... passion is the deadliest weapon of all.

Previously know as "HIS WICKED OBSESSION" Coming soon