Rawromance Stories

Siri Singh 's father is Indian and her mother is British. Her father left his country due to family rebels. Though she has spend all her life in London, after her father's death, Siri 's mother wants her to go to India and claim their family house. Is that such a bad idea? What could possibly happen? Follow Siri along her experiences in a country which is all hers yet so unfamiliar. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ®All Rights Rerserved

This story is depicted on a real life story about a young man whose emotions conflicted one another, during his journey of finding some sort of love.

What if love was not just a feeling-but a pilgrimage? In this epistolary masterpiece, one unnamed narrator takes us through the seven Sufi stages of love-from that first flutter of wonder to the final ache of surrender. Told through a series of seven raw, poetic letters, this is not your typical romance. There are no billionaires. No mafia dons. Just one soul falling in love, deeper and deeper, until there's nothing left but devotion. Each letter stands alone-dripping with emotion, silence, and soul-but together they form a haunting, slow-burning story of longing, transformation, and ultimate truth. This isn't a love story. It's a love becoming. Perfect for readers who crave prose that bleeds, silence that speaks, and letters that feel like they were written for them.

Childhood best friends. One kiss. Everything ruined. Delilah's grown up tangled in the Gallagher mess-especially Gene, her emotionally avoidant best friend with a cigarette always in hand. Now that they're older, the lines are blurring, and one kiss threatens to destroy everything they thought was safe. Slide Away is a raw, slow-burn love story about two messy kids trying (and failing) to stay just friends.

Rhea Saikia was twelve when her first heartbreak wasn't a breakup- it was a whisper, a rumor, and a silence that cuts deeper than words. Years later, she meets Agastya Iyer again: older, sharper, still impossible to read. They are no longer kids. They're students drowning in expectations, trying to outrun the voices in their heads and the ones echoing in classrooms. What begins as quiet tension turns into something heavier- something they never planned for. But between late-night study sessions and messages left unanswered, some wounds don't stay buried. This isn't just a love story. It's about everything that breaks before it heals.