He's a gorgeous model. She has severe acne scarring. It doesn't help when she hears him brutally disparage her looks. So she teaches him a verbal lesson in humanity. That should have been that. So why won't he stop calling her?

"Why Radha?", his eyes glistened with emotions, with what he felt for her, as he caressed her cheek with all the love he beheld within. "Why do you tolerate so much for me?", his words were strained as he felt the lump in his throat increasingly aching with each word that he uttered. She smiled through her pain, and kept her affectionate palm on his cheek. "That's because I have fallen for you, my Raj. Tumhare liye to meri jaan bhi hazir.", the pure love she felt for him seeping through her words. "My Radha.", he cradled her to himself, wishing to hide her from anyone and anything which might ever harm her, even in the slightest. Radhika Sisodia, as wonderful as she could be - a mature, responsible, sorted girl. Rajeev Ranawat, as wonderful as he could be - a calm, sincere, compassionate man. What if these two were to fall in love? Well, they do, but what if some impediment were to come their way? Will they be able to overcome it, or what shall happen of their pure love? Dive right into this peaceful love story of our Radhika and Raj! By the way, don't worry, I always right happy endings :D Note : Non Indian readers, there will be some phrases, words in Hindi which will be explained then and there. So you too can enjoy this book :)

Mr. Raichand, you are my boss, not my therapist. I don't find it professional." I told the man sitting opposite to me in his black suit and thumb pressing his lip as he continued to look at me. " Shivanya, things have never been professional between you and me ever since you walked in for that interview. Since then, I have thought about you in seven hundred ways, none of which closely resonates with me being your boss or you being my employee." The thing is, he doesn't mince words outside the Courtroom. I am sorry, what?" I asked, shocked. " You heard me right for the first time." He did not repeat him words but continued to look at me, standing a few feet away from and looking intimidating just as ever. The thing was, I hated being looked at for too much. Much of this insecurity came from being curvy and not being comfortable under my own skin. But his gaze was something else. It did not make me uncomfortable in the way people usually do, it was almost as if he was looking at me. Not my looks or my work, but at me. " You fail to understand, sir. When I tell you that I don't want your help in something which is not related to work, I mean it. Apart from that, if I find myself in a difficult position in a case, I know where to find you." I took a step back and turned around to collect my laptop and bag to leave but his voice stopped me again. " I have been waiting for you longer than you know of it Miss Chopra. You will find out soon enough." His words sounded dangerously close to a promise, sending a shiver down my spine as he once again sat down in the chair next to where I was standing. " Have a good day sir." I hurried out of the Conference room once I had everything. Ignorance is bliss, until it is not. She knows of it. He knows of it. He accepts it, she does not. They are not opposites but they are in no way similar either. But the real question is, will she acknowledge it?

| 'Time' Series | | Time#1 : Book Two of The 'Secrets Duology' | *** Mahadevan and Hinduja now stand at the foothills of the very mountain they must climb to get hold of the coin before it goes for a final toss. Remnants of fog still cling stubbornly to the air. And rain has become an ever-present companion now. Washing out everything in its wake. The dark green woods seem more dense than before, and the masks? Darker than ever. Yet the illusions remain the same. And amidst all this, there lay a few paramount questions alone- Who's the illusion? Who's not? And, Who's the illusionist? Who's not? And to answer these questions, there's one supreme task above all-to unearth all sides of that decades-old coin before the final toss and before the exodus of the darkest dawn. *** Note: With all intents and purposes, Secrets Hidden In Time is a slow-burn e-novel in terms of romance, mystery, and the psychological thriller quotient of it. Kindly be patient. | COMPLETED ON MY WEBSITE ✔ |

| 'Time' Series | | Time#1 : Book One of The 'Secrets Duology' | *** The workings of her brain were a mystery to her own pneuma. That's what Hinduja Rao always thought. But, quite similar to her thoughts about her own self, was someone else around her. Her newly wedded husband, the sovereign of the Dogra Empire, Mahadevan Dogra. A man who possessed the might to guard even shadows. To the people who knew, theirs was a simple marriage. But was it really? Together, they stand in the murky twilight, enshrouded by a dense layer of fog, with their toddler securely tucked within their protective hold. But, once the fog sheds, they must hunt for a coin, a coin of two sides, embossing realities that are enough to destroy everything they have steadily built around themselves. The twist? Mahadevan knows what his side of the coin has to say, Hinduja doesn't. Moreover, is everything exactly as it appears to be? Or, all along, what awaits at the end is, in fact, an illusion indeed. *** Note - With all intents and purposes, Secrets Hidden In Time is a slow-burn e-novel in terms of romance, mystery, and the psychological thriller quotient of it. Kindly be patient.

Previously titled 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙒𝙞𝙛𝙚. This book has been removed and will be available on Amazon from September 10. ______________ 𝐇𝐞'𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. Alessia Quinn has rules when it comes to love. Never lose yourself. Never settle. And never stay where you're no longer a priority. Then she fell in love with Cassian. For him, she broke every rule. She waited through late nights at the office. Ate dinner alone more times than she could count. Kept convincing herself that tomorrow would be different. Until one night left her no promise of tomorrow. Heartbroken, Alessia walked away with one impossible wish: to never have met her husband at all. She didn't imagine an accident would make that wish come true. When Alessia wakes, her life with Cassian is gone. The marriage. The memories. The love she once had for him. Cassian remembers all of it. Every dinner he missed. Every promise he broke. Every time he made her feel like she came second. He can't undo the choices that drove her away. He can't give her back the time she lost believing she wasn't enough. But he can make sure the woman standing in front of him doesn't ever feel forgotten again. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿ To the women who were told to be silent, and chose to speak through their strength instead. To the men hardened by life, but brave enough to let love soften them. And to every soul caught between tradition and dreams- may you find the courage to live both. 💫 The Zamindar's Bride - Blurb She dreamed of white coats and stethoscopes. He ruled fields and farms with silence and steel. Varnika Kashyap, a bright 20-year-old aspiring doctor, had her whole life planned - until the sudden death of her parents shattered everything. Orphaned and vulnerable, she's coerced by her controlling aunt into a marriage she never wanted. Her groom? Vardhan Singh Rana - a 30-year-old village zamindar, feared by many, respected by all. Vardhan is everything Varnika is not - uneducated yet worldly, stoic yet intense, powerful yet rooted in tradition. He never asked for a bride, but his father's condition for inheritance forces him into the shackles of matrimony. Thrown together by circumstances neither of them chose, Varnika and Vardhan are strangers bound by a sacred vow. She is too naive for his world; he is too hardened for hers. And yet, amid the dusty courtyards, whispered secrets, and stifling expectations, a delicate tension brews. Will she find herself caged or cherished? Will he lose himself in love or keep building walls? A tale of forced beginnings, emotional awakening, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

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 ❤️

In which Keerthy takes the midnight train from work and finds herself running into a certain policeman. [Glitter Season #1]

Set in the year 1984, Milan is a young man from an upper-class family with a quiet dream...to become a news reporter and carve his own path beyond expectations. Focused yet reserved, his life takes an unexpected turn when he quite literally collides with Pratiksha on a busy road. Pratiksha, gentle and shy in her own way, mirrors Milan's quiet nature. Their first meeting is awkward, fleeting but something lingers in the exchanged glances. What begins as chance encounters soon grows into something deeper. From hushed conversations in the library to small, stolen coffee dates, their bond slowly blossoms into a tender, unspoken love. But love, like ambition, is never without its challenges. Milan Pratiksha is a soft, heartfelt story of dreams, destiny, and the quiet magic of two souls finding each other in the most unexpected way.