Opposites attract, but is it true? Well, science proves that. But what about people and their emotions that have no connection to science? How, do two people who are miles away in their thoughts, and their actions can attract each other without battling to hold their ground? When one is a storm and another is the lull before the storm; one is a sunny summer day and another is a chilly wintery night. One is a heart full of profound love and another is a hatred-filled manipulating mind. One is Suman Tiwari and the other is Shravan Malhotra. It's simply the battle of the heart and the brain and there's nothing they could do about it. Because love always battles. 💫First draft. Not edited thoroughly. 💫

This is the continuation of the story that began with Prithvi.. (volume 1) - http://www.wattpad.com/story/5433945-prithvi-vol-1 Note posted on 5 October 2022 'Prithvi' is an ongoing story. It was in 2008 that the story began to flow through me. I continue to be as passionate about it as I was back then. However, I do not know how long it would take to be completed. I do not know how many more volumes or chapters will be required. I update chapters only once a month, and even that doesn't happen at times. But if you would still like to experience this story, please go ahead and give it a try. I hope you enjoy reading 'Prithvi' as much as I enjoy writing it.

{Shortlisted for the Wattys 2022} It's 1798 and The Lenoir family controls a significant part of London's dreaded and violent underworld. They reap the rewards in high-class society but Clarissa Lenoir has little interest in society or the people within it. Instead, she is following in her grandfather's footsteps as the leader and protector of The Strand, however, a problem, in the form of a silver-eyed man and rival leader, is about to throw her world into chaos. Clarissa is determined to best this entitled and immoral duke in any way she can and refuses to fall prey to his dashing looks and lavish words. Will she risk everything, including her own life to see this man crumble at her feet? Or is there something stronger than revenge in her heart?

Scandal has followed Lady Clara Eaton's family since her birth, and she has grown to thrive in the spotlight, as all of London has watched her grow into a captivating but infamously cold young woman. With her eldest brother disinherited, her other brother across the ocean, and her mother newly married, Clara's flawless life is slipping from her fingers and turning to dust. Desperate to reclaim her freedom and save her family from complete ruin, Clara turns to the mysterious tale of one man that can offer her and her brother, James, a way back into society. This immoral and deranged man terrifies her beyond reason, and what he asks her for in return is unfathomable, but his promises are fatally sweet, awash with temptation, and too much for her to resist. In his favour, Clara must survive the power he wields over her, and not succumb to the deadly sins he dangles in front of her eyes.

When Eleanora opened her eyes, she thought she had woken in heaven. The bed beneath her was as soft as angel feathers, her pain melted away. She gazed at the painted cherubs on the ceiling-until her eyes caught on something that did not belong. A bloodied sword. The door swung open. A tall man strode inside, dark hair tousled, his shirt unbuttoned to the chest. Scars crisscrossed his skin, his eyes cold and impossibly blue. For an instant, she wondered if he might truly be an angel. But no-if anything, he was the Angel of Death. "You have awakened," he said, voice low, rough-edged. "Took you long enough. I thought the fever would kill you." "I am not dead?" she gasped, more horrified than relieved. His mouth twitched. "Perhaps you are still delirious." She lifted her chin. "And who are you, sir?" His smile was mocking. "Nicholas de Lavilliers." The name struck her like lightning. Nicholas. The boy in the portrait, except now, he was no boy at all. -- After losing her father in a fire, Eleanora Finley is taken in by her estranged aunt, the Queen of Ravaeryn. What should have been a fairytale rise becomes a gilded cage, as Eleanora is thrust into the Choosing Ceremony, where noble girls vie for the Crown Prince's hand. But Eleanora's heart does not stir for the charming prince. Instead, it beats for the wrong man: Nicholas de Lavilliers, the King's nephew and infamous northern war general. Hardened by battle and scarred by betrayal, Nicholas wants nothing to do with the crown, or the Queen's niece. To him, she is just another pawn. Yet, he discovers Eleanora is not the spoiled lady he assumed. She longs only for freedom, to paint, to live. Against all reason, their paths intertwine, sparking a dangerous attraction neither can ignore. Caught between the duty imposed on her and the forbidden love that tempts her, Eleanora must make a choice: submit to the crown's design, or risk everything for the one man she was never meant to love.

When the Hemmingway's go into debt, their only hope out of their dilemma is their daughter, Rhea. Rhea realizes the situation and immediately agrees to help her parents. But marriage? Not what she hoped for, especially when she had become known to the ton as a Wallflower. When it comes time for Rhea to meet her future beloved, she's shocked at how intense their bond is. Although Hadrian Vale abruptly refuses to marry the girl, he immediately has a change of heart when he meets her. But somebody has held a grudge against the Vale's, and soon Hadrian finds that his wife is being victimized for it. Can he protect the woman that he promised to cherish, in sickness and health? And maybe even the woman he's come to love?

For Jem Denham, life became serious the moment he laid eyes on Miss Cressie Martin. As the youngest of five children, he was used to being considered the cheeky brother who never had to take anything seriously. But love can change everything. After a terrible faux pas during the first meeting, Jem becomes determined to better himself so that he can be considered a genuine suitor for Cressie's hand. As the summer sun rises and the 1812 London Season returns in full swing, there will be more than one man seeking Cressie's favour, and more than one snake in the grass to be wary of. Danger lurks, intentions are hidden, and affairs begin as only one question can be asked. Can love really conquer all?

Shravan comes back to India after 10 years still with the same pain and insult in his heart but also a passion to take revenge. But where is his victim? Now that's how in search of the victim he fall in a world of confusion.

[COMPLETED] It all seemed to be a fairy tale ending to Princess Elizabeth. She had found a wonderful family, she lived in a beautiful castle, and she had fallen in love with the man of her dreams. But soon an old promise came back into the light. An unbreakable vow between two kingdoms. And it would change the young princess's destiny forever. Sometimes Elizabeth's old life, trapped in a dusty bookshop, seemed a lot more appealing. *sequel to Lost Royalty- Can be read as a stand-alone, but I would recommend reading the first story first* I hope you enjoy!

If every young lady likes to be crossed in love now and then, the Vicar Pearce's daughters are three times blessed. Willful and spirited, Rachel refuses to think Lord Ellsworth's son, her dearest friend since childhood, is not in love with her. But the youngest sister, Amanda, is the one who's attracted the eye of Lord Dabney with her honey-gold hair and angelic demeanor. Meanwhile, Marian is stuck in the middle with no one to love--unless that charming rogue Simeon counts. The ways of the heart do not unfold in a straightforward manner for the delightful sisters in this Regency period romance.