She likes cappuccinos. He likes chai in steel tumblers. She knows hospital corridors. He knows mountain trails. Adrija Pandey has spent her whole life in Dehradun - surrounded by city chaos and the comfort of knowing every street by heart. She's a doctor, certain her love story will be nothing like the small-town romances her mother keeps hinting at. Agastya Joshi is an Indian Army officer from the quiet hills of Almora - the kind of man who can fix a roof in the rain, find the sweetest kaafal on the slopes, and loves to sleep under a sky full of stars. He's as theth pahadi as they come... and the last person Adrija expects to be paired with for an arranged marriage. But when two worlds - lattes and laaltains , collide and sparks fly in the most unexpected ways. Between misunderstandings, stolen glances, family drama, and the unmistakable charm of the mountains, Adrija begins to wonder... Maybe love isn't about where you're from. Maybe it's about where you're meant to belong. Now, between lattes and laaltains, Adrija must figure out if opposites just clash... or if they fall in love. "You belong in the city, Adrija." "Then why do the mountains feel like home... when you're there?" *********************************************** "So... where do we fit? In your city cafes or my mountain nights?" "Somewhere in between, Agastya...𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨."

A story that feels like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day. A woman wronged by the world, and the man who considers her his only world. Do Cup Chai follows Vaani, an Income Tax Officer sworn off marriage, tied in matrimony to a hardened Squadron Leader in the IAF. What begins as two names on a paper slowly transforms into mutual companionship, love, and most of all, respect. And yet, while Vaani was tempted to bridge the gap between them, Vihaan's walls made it impossible for him to be vulnerable. A story that moves, breaks, and heals at the same time. For readers who love soft, slow-burning romance, yearning, and finding love in the most unexpected yet beautiful gestures, this book is for you, and I would love it if you gave it a shot. #1 taxes (20/07/2026) #1 military (12/08/2026) #1 generalfiction (12/08/2026) #1 indianarmy (12/08/2026) #3 fighterpilot (20/07/2026) #3 indianairforce (20/07/2026) #3 corruption (02/08/2026) #4 slowromance (12/08/2026)

/BOOK 2 - PROPOSAL SERIES/ -- Starting fresh, starting new is never easy. Not when you leave a major part of yourself back and locked in chains of the past. Mahira comes to Mumbai - unplanned, unguided. She strives to make a life here with more work and fewer words. She had started setting her feet in the city of dreams, opening up to people, and making new friends and family when she talks to him unaware of his real identity. She knows what he tells her. Like darkness, which can't be seen fully but exists. He exists too, hidden from her eyes with a powerful name. RV Malik - the name taken with fear and displeasure in the world of business. She was proposed to when she was weak, the moment when it was his arms that made her feel safe and she said Yes. Will a yes be her biggest sin? Will taking a chance for happiness be her mistake in life? What happens when she's tangled in the mess of power and marriage with a man she knows nothing about? All she knows is the man and his proposal.

Major Rishab Singh 's life has been planned and coordinated to perfection, with protecting the president and performing ceremonial duties he has little to no time for anything unimportant. But as the only son of the prestigious lineage of the sambyal family he is thrust into an arrangement he wouldn't turn to look into once. Between the banter, annoyance and irritation something feels oddly warm and humane. Enter Nanda, the storm to his calm life. A journey of learning, forgiveness and trust. Of ghosts of the past making a return and now its time for Rishab to choose, Build on the future with Nanda or get sucked into the void that came with loving Samara in the past? Join them in the war of worlds! Major × Music teacher Painful slowburn! Assisted by sudowrite

Ananya, a gifted journalist, never expected her past to return with such force. Years after silently loving Arjun- the charming basketball player from her college- she is sent undercover to profile him, now an international star living by the Croatian coast. Posing as a nanny to his children, she steps into his guarded world, torn between duty and the ache of old feelings. As days slip into laughter, late-night dances, and seaside family moments, Ananya unravels Arjun's hidden struggles: a broken marriage, a son left behind, a niece he raises as his own. Just as love begins to heal them both, secrets collide- her hidden identity, his estranged wife's return, and the crushing weight of public scrutiny. What follows is heartbreak, redemption, and a love tested against waves of betrayal and insecurity. Ultimately, Ananya and Arjun must decide if they are brave enough to embrace the tide that almost swept them apart.

Yato hastah tato drishṭih| Yato drishṭih tato manah| Yato manah tato bāvah| Yato bāvah tato rasah| "Where the hands go, the eyes follow; Where the eyes go, the mind follows; Where the mind is, there goes the expression; Where the expression is, there goes the emotion." *** If a practical mind had an embodiment, it would be Chandni. Love just wasn't her cup of tea. Or coffee. Or any other beverage. Not even when she's an experienced, expressive Bharatanatyam dancer. And all she could do was entrust her parents with her love life. What they do is find her an intriguing guy with mismatched eyes who wants nothing to do with it. He assumes he'd be ruining a girl's life for the sake of an arranged marriage. And so, she helps him escape. In a twist of fate, his attempt to repay her kindness only complicates things further. As their worlds collide in a series of chaotic and heartwarming encounters, will their initial clash drive them apart, or spark a love neither of them saw coming? Will Chandni's pragmatic heart ever find love? *** Aakash turned towards Chandni, "I'm just helping yo-" "I never asked you!" Chandni shoots back in anger at what he had done. *** A/N: More than being a good book for the reader, the best outcome I could expect would be giving a wholesome Bharatanatyam experience. *** Standalone. Mature language. NOTE: There might be certain scenarios that readers might find controversial. *** 04 / 03 / 2023 : Featured in Wattpad Outreach's "💎 Featured Stories - Best of Outreach Hidden Gems". 28 / 10 / 2025 : Featured in Chicklit's "Diverse Lit". 28 / 10 / 2025 : Featured in Chicklit's "Rom-Com". 28 / 10 / 2025 : Featured in Chicklit's "Ambassador's Picks".

#2 in Top 10 in India on (9/4/26) #1 in Top 10 in India on (12/4/26) Myra sharma had heard his name before she ever saw his face. Armaan Brar. The President of Chandigarh National University. Final-year Political Science student. RSVP's rising youth face. The boy professors avoid. The one students don't look in the eye. The one whose footsteps are enough to silence a corridor. They say he once pulled a gun on campus. They say he wins elections the way he wins fights... ruthlessly. They say crossing him is a mistake you don't repeat twice. And she believes every freaking word. She's just a first-year B.Com student. From a Middle class family, She left Lucknow with dreams in her suitcase. Chandigarh National University was her dream. Her fresh start. Her escape. Living alone in a new city wasn't easy but she was determined. Far away from politics, power, and people like him. Her only goal? Stay invisible, don't get noticed by bullies in college.. But Armaan Brar notices her. And that's where the problem begins. And Armaan Brar has never been gentle about what he wants. Tropes:- - punjabi munda x Brahmin girl - college president x student(1st phase) - MLA x CA Girl (2nd phase) - first love - rich guy x middle class girl - 5 years age gap (don't judge my book with this description there is a lot more about Armaan and Myra, give it a chance please...it's my first story.)

A scandal. A misunderstanding. A decision taken in haste-and Keerti is married off to Professor Agastya Agnivanshi, her own English literature teacher. He's everything she's not: emotionally closed-off, cynical, and a man who sees marriage as nothing more than a social burden. To him, love is weakness. To her, this marriage is a cage. Bound by society's judgment, family's honor, and a twist of fate neither of them saw coming, they are now husband and wife. What starts as a marriage of convenience quickly spirals into a fierce emotional tug-of-war. They argue. They clash. They challenge each other at every step. They are enemies under the same roof-until the fire between them begins to burn in a different way. Meanwhile, in this turbulent world, Mrunal Tripathi, Keerti's best friend, brings color and chaos. Her dreams of becoming an IPS officer are bold, loud, and full of heart. But her free spirit often stirs the very discipline Keerti clings to-reminding everyone that life doesn't always follow rules. And then there's Tej Pratap Singh, the young economics professor whose belief in structure is shaken by the spontaneity of people like Mrunal. As her laughter invades his quiet world, another story brews in the background.

The Nayak Brothers - Book 3 Kedar Nayak is a self made rich millionaire. He had no expectations in life. In fact he didn't have a life other than his work and his family. Love, relationships, marriage weren't his thing. But then Destiny always has its own plans.... Prakruthi Kamath a middle class girl who knew no luxury came without hard work in life. And she wanted to earn it all for her family. She wanted to support her father like her sister Avanthi. But what happens when unexpected wedding plans ruin all her dreams and aspirations! An arranged marriage which is not so 'well arranged'!!! After all not every 'offer' is tempting you see!!! Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used if any. They belong to the owners respectively.