Sacredbond Stories

In the rain-soaked beauty of Kovalam, a forgotten promise resurfaces when Arnav Singh Raizada arrives to claim a partnership sealed decades ago between his grandfather and the respected Menon family of Kerala. But Khushi Menon will not let her ancestral land be taken without a fight. As monsoon clouds gather over the nalukettu mansion, legacy clashes with ambition, pride meets destiny, and an unfinished promise begins to rewrite their future.

"The Poetry of My Devotion: Where Love Became Worship" is a collection of verses for the kind of love that doesn't just touch the skin-but sings to the soul. It is about loving someone so wholly that it feels like worship-like quiet prayers whispered into the folds of a daydream, like devotion woven through every breath. These poems speak of sacred affection, unwavering tenderness, and the way the heart bows in reverence to the one it loves. Here, love is not loud-but eternal. Not demanding-but divine. For those who have ever loved silently, faithfully, completely-this book is yours.

Seren Vale has spent years hiding-behind forged names, quiet jobs, and debts she never asked for. But when a mysterious assignment places her inside the Regime's ranks, she begins to unravel more than secrets. She begins to unravel herself. Whispers of a lost magic. A bond that shouldn't exist. And a man watching her like she might be the answer to a prophecy she's never heard. She thought survival meant staying hidden. But some destinies don't stay buried.

When your heart discovers the echo of itself...

:::On-Going::: (24.12.2020) ---This story is nothing like you imagine--- As much as he loved the prospect of a new member coming home, it dimmed with the information of them being elder to him. Though he loves his brother to bits, but the 10-year age gap between them both does sometimes brings in differences between the siblings. Age might be just a number, but it's definitely a factor of difference between Arnav and Shyam. "then do one thing, Maa, you also find me a bride. She'll be my friend too and my age." Arnav felt proud of his suggestion to his mother leaving Amrita in peals of laughter. "We have so much time before we find a bride for you, Chotte. For now, select one for your brother." Amrita compelled him to get busy with the pictures in her hand, which he did with a conspicuous pout. Amrita looked at her younger, dear, son with a smile on her lips and love that cannot be mistaken in her eyes as he flipped the pictures. Dropping an abrupt kiss on his forehead, she bantered with her son over the girls they liked. Arnav enjoyed the selection a little too much, oblivious to the changes that'll come in his life with this addition, a relation that'll become a reason for his ire but also the solace he'd crave for later. ~ This is the journey of Devar Arnav who goes from not liking his Bhabhi Anjali to making her the most important person of his life. 🤗🤗 Cover Credit: @SnowSpringBud aka me 🤗🤗