She was fifteen, holding a Shakespeare book and a heart full of dreams. Love came wrapped in soft words and silk hair-her first heartbreak wearing a smile. Meher wasn't perfect. But she was kind, curious, and alive in ways the world didn't always understand. She didn't study much, but she devoured books. She didn't chase medals, but she believed in magic. And then she fell in love-with someone who slowly broke her piece by piece, until she couldn't recognize her own reflection. This is the story of Meher. Of stolen kisses, broken promises, and pink curtains that once hid her tears. Of a girl who ran away from home hoping to find love, only to find pain wearing its many masks. Of betrayal, abuse, survival-and the quiet, burning strength it takes to leave. But it's also a story of light. Of finding books again. Finding words. And maybe-just maybe-finding herself. Raw. Honest. Soft and scarred. This is for every girl who ever loved too hard and forgot herself in the process. Until now.

-A Hotel Romance So Sweet, Even the Fire Alarm Fell in Love She's the Bengali beauty with dramatic dupattas, magical eyes, and absolutely no clue how adorable she is. He's her 34-year-old Nepali boss-charming, bubbly, and flirty enough to make hearts (and HR) nervous. But when Mishti joins as a trainee at the most luxurious hotel in Puri, she doesn't expect her days to include: 💌 Engraved pens from her boss 🍼 Warm milk after night shifts 🐶 Secret playdates with the security dog 💋 And a proposal interrupted by a fire alarm He calls her "Daayan"-witch-because she cast a spell on his hopeless heart. She calls him "Parrot" because he talks too much and blushes like a schoolboy. But between midnight soup deliveries, jealous exes, rain-soaked kisses, and rooftop confessions... Love is bound to happen. Even if it's messy. Magical. And way too dramatic. ✨ A story for every girl who's ever doubted herself- ✨ And every boy who swore he'd wait at the gate until she looked at him the way he looked at her.