Betrayed by her own blood and murdered on a rainy night, Meera wakes up 1 months in the past-pregnant and married to the terrifying Nattamai of Sembur. Realizing the husband she feared is actually her greatest shield, Meera decides to play a deadly game. She wears the mask of a fragile, naive wife, manipulating her powerful husband's overwhelming devotion to crush the father and sister who killed her. As the fortress of Sembur locks down, her enemies believe they are hunting a lamb, unaware that they have walked into the den of a lioness who has turned the Nattamai's love into a lethal weapon.

Set in early 2000s India, this is a slow-burn romance of unsaid feelings, stubborn silences, and hearts that take their time to fall. "I have loved you since I was six." But I never told him. Because he was my best friend's brother. Because he was eight years older. Because he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Years passed. I never moved on. Not even a little. And then... he came back-older, colder, and wearing a police uniform. Then, I did the one thing I never dared before. I wrote him a letter. A letter full of everything I had buried inside me for years. He read it. And broke my heart with five quiet words: "You are not my type." But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. One letter. One rejection. And one arranged marriage proposal later, suddenly, I'm his fiancée. He asked me to say no. I said yes.

Can we fall in love in an arranged marriage? This story is about Mrithun and Shristi match made in heaven. They find each other and are lost in love through their marriage. Mrithun is 27 years old and what's not to fall in love with him. He is everyone's dream Man. He is hot and handsome; tall and built; Rich and intelligent along with arrogance but he does not believe in love nor Marriage because he once loved a girl with everything he has only for her to cheat on him. Shristi is 25 years old beautiful and independent middle-class woman. she Carries herself gracefully with kindness and also she is a person you should not mess with. For her 'Family' comes first and love them to death. she is a practical person and does not believe in finding love in an arranged marriage. She thinks both the people should get to know each other past, likes and dislikes, etc, but what happens when her parents found a guy they like and propose her to get married to him? Will she able to find her perfect match? Will he able to overcome that part and find his perfect match? Will they be perfect for each other? Come let's find out what this couple is up to? ***************************************************** The characters in this story are purely my imagination and do not represent a person in real life and there might be some harsh words and steamy romance. But who the hell cares what's a book without romance? stay tuned and be safe #loveyourself😎 ****************************************************** Book Started on 25/11/2020

POOJA SHARMA. Epitome of beauty. A collection of innocence and kindness. Yet shy and timid. But God can't give everything to one person. And so she was unable to see the world's beauty with her eyes and can't see the cruelty of the world with her mind. she is blind. But her single smile can light up everyone's life. ABHINAV KHANNA. Cruel. Handsome. A powerful multi-billionaire. Confident and possessive. He was every girl's wildest dream. They were ready to throw themselves at him. But he never noticed them. But what happened when our sweet innocent Pooja crossed paths with this arrogant beast. He wanted her and she feared him. And you know what if he wants something, he will get it. Either by Hook and Crook. And here arises the question ........ How Pooja will be able to escape the possessive hold of Abhinav.....? Do you think a possessive Abhinav will let his precious butterfly fly away from him..? Welcome to the journey of Abhinav and Pooja....... The pictures used are not mine.

Out on an innocent walk through the forest, Isha did not expect any adventures. Yet, two hours later the villagers were forcing her to marry a complete stranger in the village temple. The tall, dark stranger did not utter a single work in his defence. Instead he observed in the ceremony with utmost contempt and a sardonic detachment that stood in sharp contrast with the blood seeping from his head. His expression changed only when it fell on her. His blue-green eyes turned into twin pool of frozen ice, that seemed to cut into her very soul. 'It's not my fault', cries Isha silently. But as it is in the Indian conservative society, Isha gets blamed for it. After her new husband leavers her without even a backward glance, Isha gets blamed for shaming herself and her family. She endures endless insults, lecherous stares and social ostracisazion, for an incident she had no control over. But Isha blames the nameless stranger, her husband, who left her in this mess. Find out what will happen when Isha meets him again. Will she stand up for herself, or will she run.