Samara comes closer to me, now studying my face. Her eyes are wandering all over my facial features. I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares, "Umm, hey--" "Listen, can you wear my wedding dress and be a bride at my place?" She questions. Ec- excuse me? I give her a long stare. I think she is joking and would burst into laughter any minute...but she doesn't. Her face has no trace of humour. "What?" I quirk up my brow. "You have to be a bride at my place." She repeats with no hesitation. Cold shiver trickles through me. ... 18 years old Sanaya Frances, grew up in an orphanage, is finding ways to earn more to gather money for her college tuition fee. She gets a chance to work as a house cook for Hobsons - one of the richest families in New York City. At the job interview she finds that Hobsons's second son, Ashar Hobsons is getting married within a month. On the wedding day, the bride disappears, asks Sanaya to be at her place until she returns. The real bride hides Sanaya's face with a veil, so that no one can recognize the different face. She comes back, but it was too late. The rings were already EXCHANGED. 25 years old, Ashar Hobsons, a successful businessman, decides to marry his childhood friend, who is also a daughter of close business ally. On a wedding, he is utterly unaware that the bride behind the veil who is taking marriage vows with him is not his fiancee, but a new, young cook. His bride-to-be deceived him and the worst part is, she made him married to a teenager he barely remembered. Two complete strangers. Accidental marriage and their confused marital status. This doesn't sound easy and surely doesn't sound romantic. ... Book cover credit: @wasphoria

[Complete] [Book 1] "It's okay Nova, no one is going to hurt you." He says the words making my heart ache. Why is he being so nice to me? I can see he's looking down at my thin silk nightgown. I see the desire in his eyes and normally that that would scare me, but all I can think about is his strong arms around me, holding me. I want him to hold me. I want him to kiss me. I want to feel safe. Like an out of body experience, I feel my head moving forward not realising what I'm about to do before I fulfil it. As I press my wanting lips to his, and kiss him with all my might, like he's my lifeline. *Mature themes* Its 1903 and Nova spends her days looking after her drunken father and trying to avoid another beating. Until a stranger knocks on her door and takes her away from everything she knew. Dr Xavier Laywood can't quite figure out what Nova is doing here. The girl with an unusual name and bright green eyes is now living in the Laywood Estate. Nova has fears that will surely push any man away. But with twists and turns around every corner maybe Xavier is her only hope at learning the truth and maybe falling in love in the process. But seriously what is she doing here anyway?!

This is a story about the survival of poor people. How they manage to live. How they live with uncompleted desires. How they wished to get a better future. How love makes people wild sometimes. I am trying to bring the basics of Sindhi Literature in different stories of English It is retold story in a new way. It takes a lot of efforts to recreate something. I hope you all will like it. 1st part of the story is published (11 Oct 2019) 2nd part is published(18 Oct 2019) Last part is published (29 Oct 2019)