A tale of love, war and Spirituality.

Two hearts. Two legacies. One storm of a love story. Mahi aka Mahnoor Aurangzai was never meant to fall in love. A fierce Pathan lawyer with something to prove, she vowed to spend three years fighting for justice before surrendering to the traditions that shaped her family. But when a case leads her deep into a Punjab village, she meets Haider Zaraar Chaudhary -charismatic, composed, and everything she's sworn to distrust. Haider Zaraar Chaudhary is the golden boy of a powerful political dynasty, a man raised on diplomacy and danger. To Mahi, he's the enemy. To Haider, she's a puzzle he can't help but try to solve. What begins with stubborn arguments and sharp misunderstandings slowly unravels into something neither of them expected. As family secrets, political stakes, and long-held grudges threaten to tear them apart, Mahi and Haider must decide: will they choose their legacy-or each other?

After a flagrant display of cosmic irreverence, Elizabeth Evans is left adrift. With no place to call home. No plan for the future. Only a useless college degree, lingering substance abuse issues, and a penchant for burnout. When a childhood friend offers her a chance to start fresh in the sleepless city, Ellie does what any hopeless soul with nothing left to lose would do; she takes it and doesn't look back. Life in New York City is more complicated than this small town girl could have ever imagined. And it would seem the gods have a few more tricks left up their sleeves. Ellie finds herself torn between two worlds. Between her growing feelings for two enigmatic men. Between her wanton desires and lifelong ambitions to finally make something of her sad, little life. The scales must be weighed. Between lust or power. Between desire or reason. Between getting what she wants or doing what's expected of her. She must also ask if those are really the only options. What if she wants more? What if she wants it all? And what is she willing to do to get it? To find out, Ellie must confront not only her past, but the deepest parts of herself. Neither the universe, the city, nor these two annoyingly handsome men are going to make it easy. And only two things are certain; the gods certainly have a sense of humor and the heart wants what it wants. (A New Romantics Novel: Book One)