Kaya is 29 year old divorced middle class girl. After going through a failed marriage she is not ready to give a second chance to marriage or even love. But who can go against Indian parent..... so once again out of her wish for her parents sake meeting with suitable matches started. Will this time she's gonna be lucky or once again fate will betray her !? Shiv Singh, 31 year old widow guy, father of a 2 year old boy, still madly and deeply in love with his dead wife doesn't want love in his life, all he want is a mother for his child, no strings attached. Will he be successful in his journey to find such lady !? Join me in journey of these two people.

"I steal smiles, Anu. That's how I live. I stole the smile of an innocent cherry tree. One who I brought in my life only to then burn it to the ground. You, Reema, my mother all are the same for me. And I am afraid, soon, I will steal it from my son too," ***************************************** 'Even after Anu's marriage to Neel, her husband, remained an enigma to her. His myriad faces that she saw over time. The man of the house. The stone. The facade. And yet, the forlorn.' Anu, a free-spirited 21-year-old woman, forced by circumstances, agrees to marry a widower with a child. But what surprises her is that the man is not what she thought of him. As she gets to know him, she finds out his scars, both on his back and his heart. Battling her own demons of the past, can she help a wretched man, one who is without any hope, see the light in the world? Two unlikely people lost in their own lives are joined by fate in an unlikely union. Would they be able to find themselves amongst their own doubts, fears and sadness? Note - Let me ask you, what's a typical story that you have heard, my friends? Rich guy marries a poor girl? The guy is dashing, the girl is gorgeous. And they live happily ever after. Familiar tale right? This is not that tale. It is a tale of life, of understanding the meaning of silence, and of trying to move forward breaking the chains of past The story is set in India but the context is very simple. Wherever necessary I have added details hence the story can be understood by everyone, anywhere in the world. Another thing, dear reader, I am not hungry for votes. I am hungry to learn. I would love if you can share your views with me, so I can grow while writing this book. This book is a journey and I am inviting you with me to embark on the ride.

An eminent politician with ties to royalty, Uday Rajvansh had no use for a wife. Any wife. Clamoring for a respite from her never-ending bad luck, Niyati Mishra was in a desperate need of a husband. Any husband. A tragedy tied these two unlikely candidates in holy matrimony. He cursed his stars. She fell to her knees and thanked hers. But abruptly, their marriage lost its cause. His freedom was within his reach again. However, he wasn't sure if that was what he wanted anymore. For it had become clear to Uday that Niyati was the one he had been waiting for, all along. Subconsciously. Reluctantly. Desperately.

There was confusion in the eyes of the seven year old Surangi as they dipped mango leaves into the sandal-turmeric paste to anoint her. She did not know what marriage meant, she was just told that she would move into a new home in a village far away and Yashoda mami would be her mother-in-law. Fighting back tears she clutched her carved sandalwood doll, trying not to miss her mother Kaveri whose recent demise had prompted her father to agree to the alliance between Surangi and Madhav, the eleven year old son of Raghav, Kaveri's distant cousin. Shridhar knew he could not bring up his daughter alone. He was constantly under pressure to take a new bride to bear him the much desired son as his late wife had only left behind a daughter. He chose to marry little Surangi off in accordance with the custom of the day rather than leave her at the mercy of a step-mother.

HIGHEST RANKS- #1 IN GENERAL FICTION #13 IN ROMANCE _______________________________________________________________________________ Suddenly his one teardrop falls on my chest and rolls down into my blouse and disappears between the valey of my breasts. The sensation of the warm droplet in that tender part makes my toe curl. " Siddharta?" My word gets carried away by the feeble storm which has suddenly broken into the room being the messanger of the upcoming rain. Welcoming the moisty air I again pat his cloudy hair, "Sidhu?" "Ummm?" He replies tiredly clinging into me with more force. Oh his gesture! My world becomes upside down by it. And he has no idea how he is crashing me with his weight, with the anticipation... He lays all over me...My 21 years' heart pounds like crazy...for the first loving touch of him...for the first embrace...and for the first realisation that he needs me..... ********************************************************************************************** Highest rank- #1 in General fiction on 20/07/2016, 21/07/2016

" D-do-dont k-kill me" she begged looking at my gun and sobbing loudly. "Now, why would i do that??" I asked her chuckling at her and then smirked, looking at her face while twirling my gun in my hand. "Y-you are a g-go-good boy. Killing people is wr-wrong. Vimla masi told me, it is wrong to hur-hurt people. Every person is good by h-heart and u are a good person. God will be sad if-if u hu-hurt me." She stuttered while sobbing. My eyes widen hearing her words. She is lecturing me !? ME !?? How dare she !?. " Girl do you even realise who I am that you are daring to lecture me !?" I asked, my voice deadly calm. She gave me her stupidest reply ever I heard from anyone till now. _____________________ Meet an indian girl TARA, 22 year old beautiful who is orphan, very innocent, shy, timid, naive, always oblivious to its surrounding.She is a girl who is loved by all people surrounding her because of her sweet innocent nature but there are some those who are nothing but an evil to her innocent soul. She is not mentally ill but people around her sometimes mistaken her to be mental because of her pure soul who is totally oblivious to the dangers of the life. Now, meet ABHINAY SINGH, 27 year old handsome billionaire, who is a dangerous mafia leader. He is feared by all. Even his own men are scared shitless. No one dares to cross his path but if any one somehow did, they would pay a heavy price, a price as extreme as their life. People say he is heartless, ruthless, devil in disguise. Some calls him "DEVIL". Mercy word is not in his dictionary and enjoys torturing his victims to the point that they would beg for him to give them death. But, both this opposite personality would crash somehow. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF A DANGEROUS MAFIA MEET AN INNOCENT SOUL. Would he break her? Would she heal him with her innocence and sweet nature?

#7 in Romance on April 20, 2017 Rishaan Chauhan lost his wife Diya, after she gave birth to their first child Disha. He is broken beyond repair. Not having the strength to love again and damage his heart, he keeps pushing people away. And so, people call him rude, arrogant and intractable but for him, there are these words, "Who cares?" matter the most. Amaya Sharma lost her husband Himansh, who had blood cancer. After his death, she works in a government college as a lecturer and there she has to give reality check everyday. Being a single parent to her two year old son Ansh, is so difficult and challenging for her. She is way beyond broken, but from outside, she is a strong woman. Three years past, and both are still struggling between their own kids and jobs. It was becoming overwhelming and they knew they needed someone to help them. And thus, by so many forces, they end up together as a "Just Remarried" couple with an agreement inked out between them in a layer of words. It was a remarriage of convenience. ××××××××××× What we say about love? What we say about marriages? That one life, one marriage, one love and one husband/wife! True? But what happens when two people bond into 'second marriage' with their 'second better half' and fall in 'love second time' and find their new lives in each other? What happens when these two different persons with opposite personalities and characteristics meet? Is it possible or even easy to fall in love, again, with another person? Is it easy to forget your first love and move on? "Some things in life can come to an end, but that's OK. Because something new is manifested, in this case maybe love too!" Read "Just Remarried" to know more about their journey of "Remarriage". Started on - April 9, 2017

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 3 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing... and also slightly annoying. "Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?" she asked and returned to her seat once again. "I don't think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail." My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. "My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize" "Wow..." I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist "it must be difficult at times" I added. "yeah, its difficult every time" she laughed "but today isn't about me, I have a question for you." There was a brief pause in between before she carried on "Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?"

How does it feel not being able to confess your love to your crush? Ella has always been in love with her senior from the moment she laid her eyes on him. Now that it is his final semester at the college, she has no way but to gather her courage to confess her love. But it is easier said than done as her crush just happened to be a serious, strict and no-nonsense type of guy who sees her as nothing more than a rich spoilt brat. Welcome to Ella's eventful and dramatic life that surrounds her long-overdue love confession. ~~~~~~~~ [Blurb] "Did I hear it right?" Sam turned to me, "you are interested in Michael?" He asked me unbelievably. "Yes, is that a problem?" I raised my chin. Sam chuckled. "Of all the things, you selected the project to confess your feelings? You do realise that you are the bottom-ranked student and he is the top-ranked in his batch and a university gold medalist?" "I have no other way to approach him. Michael is not interested in anything else and we don't have much time left," "How can you be so sure that it's Michael?" "Because I believe in destiny," I said. "You know, 'Someone somewhere is made for you, I think that person is Senior Michael for me and I am in love with him." "What!? You love him?" Sam stopped on his track. "Yeah." "You sure are weird," he muttered. "Anyway, I am really looking forward to seeing you prove it." "What about the project?" I looked at him hopefully. "Since I am the...um...last-ranked student in the class, he won't select me." "I will think of a way," he promised. "Thank you, Sam!" I said excitedly. "I will never forget this help." "I am so looking forward to seeing Michael falling head over heels for you," Sam winked before walking away. (The pictures/ cartoons/ anime images are taken from google. DM me if it's yours and you want the credits/removal)