He believed in moments. She believed in forever. Tara Sharma moves from Mumbai to the United States carrying two suitcases, impossible dreams, and a heart far too careful for a world that feels too loud, too fast, and too free. Then she meets Nathan Jones. Campus musician. Charming flirt. The kind of man girls fall into too easily and warn each other about too late. Nathan lives for chemistry without promises, attraction without attachment, and nights that end before feelings begin. Relationships have never interested him - until a quiet Indian girl with curly hair, guarded eyes, and a devastatingly soft heart starts looking at him like he is everything she should stay away from. What begins with teasing glances and reluctant conversations slowly turns into something neither of them expected: late-night comfort, aching intimacy, stolen touches, ocean-deep longing, and a love that feels terrifyingly impossible to walk away from. But love is never simple when two people come from different worlds. Especially when one of them has to cross seven oceans to prove they are willing to stay. Crossing Seven Oceans is a deeply emotional, irresistibly romantic slow-burn about desire, trust, cultural differences, emotional safety, and the kind of love that slowly becomes home.

He was a hopeless aggressive She was a girl full of peace and tranquility He decided to standout from the crowd She preferred to stay in her cosy corner Two worlds of contradiction collide to make a galaxy of beautiful stars Be ready to witness the tale of two birds where One chose to fly While the other chose to let him fly -----------------------------------------

#top 4 : 19/10/2025 #top 4 : 20/10/2025 #top 6 : 24/05/2026 #top 7 : 25/05/2026 #top 3 : 28/05/2026 (U.S) ♡ 𝕬 𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞 - ❈ 🎀 𝐿𝒶𝓋𝓈𝒽 🎀 ❈ ♡ Harsh Mudaliar - the CEO? The Mafia? Rich background? The king? The billionaire? Some hidden past? Nope.. nothing. He is just a 27 year old normal middle class software engineer who struggles in his life just like us, working day and night to pay the regular bills. Lavanya Yadav - the Queen? CEO? Rich family? Billionaire? Innocent? Childish? No.. not at all. She is 19 years old, College dropped out, working as a normal receptionist at the hospital to help her family financially. When Harsh's girlfriend doesn't show up in their wedding Harsh parents replace Lavanya in the bride's place. A story of two broken hearts, where harsh got betrayed by his girlfriend and Lavanya got betrayed by her boyfriend. A story of middle class chaos between the two broken souls. How will their journey go ahead? Will everything go smoothly or .....? ♡ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ : ᴿᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵉ ᴹⁱᵈᵈˡᵉ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᴮʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗˢ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵖʳᵒˣⁱᵐⁱᵗʸ ᵀᵉˡᵘᵍᵘ ᵃᵐᵐᵃʸⁱ ˣ ᵀᵃᵐⁱˡ ᵖᵃʸʸᵃⁿ ˢˡᵒʷ ᵇᵘʳⁿ ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ ˣ ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ Start on : 18.08.2025 End on : 24.04.2026

The universe has its own quiet ways of bringing two souls together - especially the ones that are meant to find each other. Walk with me through the beautiful journey of Shravan and Tara, two strangers whose paths cross for only a fleeting moment... yet leave behind a memory neither of them can forget. He was a man who believed in practicality. She was a woman who believed in destiny. He planned every step of his life. She trusted the steps written by God. What begins as a brief encounter soon turns into a silent promise between two hearts - a promise tested by time, distance, doubt, and longing. From Seven Hills to Seven Steps is a tender story of faith, patience, and love, where two people must decide whether destiny alone is enough to bring them back to each other... or whether love requires the courage to wait. Because sometimes, the universe doesn't separate people. It only tests how long they are willing to believe.

He was the professor no one could ignore. She was the girl everyone overlooked. Professor Abhimanyu, 32, wasn't just another name on the faculty list...he was a presence. Known for his sharp mind, unmatched work ethic, and an aura of quiet authority, he taught Architectural Design like it was more than a subject... like it was a language of the soul. But he wasn't easy to keep. In just two years, he had already left two prestigious universities...never for better offers, but for something far more rare: his self-respect. He refused to compromise his dignity, no matter the cost. Then came Amrita. A final-year student. Always present, yet invisible. Always silent, yet full of unspoken thoughts. She wasn't the girl people noticed..she was the one they laughed at. The one who tried to fit in but somehow became the punchline instead. Shy. Introverted. "Boring," they called her. But they never really saw her. Because beneath that quiet exterior lived a mind that felt deeply, imagined endlessly, and observed everything. And yes... She had a crush on him. Just like many others. But unlike them, hers wasn't shallow admiration. It was something softer. Something deeper. She didn't just notice his looks, she noticed the way he spoke about design, the way he stood by his principles, the way he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. And maybe... he noticed something too. Not the loudest voice in class. Not the brightest attention-seeker. But the girl who stayed back, whose designs carried emotions no one else could draw, whose silence spoke louder than words. What happens when a man who values dignity above everything meets a girl who has never been valued at all? When admiration turns into understanding... When silence turns into connection... When two completely different worlds begin to align.. A story begins. Not loud. Not rushed. Not perfect. But real. Ranks - No.1 in Slowburn (24 feb 2025)

#1 of the love series. He rose slowly, still holding her hands. She stepped closer. Closer. So close that the boat rocked faintly beneath them. Then, standing on her toes slightly, she reached up and held his shoulders to steady herself. He instinctively moved his hands to her waist so she wouldn't lose balance. The anklets chimed softly and then.. she bent her head forward.. slowly. Her forehead touched his. The red kumkum on her forehead brushed against his skin, leaving a faint, sacred mark just above his brows. He froze. Neither of them moved. Her eyes were closed and his breath stopped.. the contact was simple. Sacred. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but steady. "If you are my light," she murmured, her forehead still resting against his, "then let me mark you as mine before the world does." She lowered herself slowly, but didn't move away. Her eyes searched his. "You don't need a ring to bind me," she said softly. "And I don't need a ceremony to know what you mean to me." Her fingers brushed the red mark she had left on him. "This," she smiled faintly, "is my answer. My acceptance." His fingers tightened unconsciously around her waist. "I am yours," she whispered. "And you are mine. Not for a moment. But for every day that comes after." And she slowly moved into his embrace and hugged him, holding him a little tighter than usual, like she never wanted to let go. They stayed there for a while longer, not speaking. Everything you're about to read is true... but I've never confessed to him in real life. The story ends with a plot twist my real life hasn't caught up to yet. This story is written mostly in English (about 98%), with some Telugu (about 2%) along with translations. -------- Happy reading 🩷