It begins in colonial India—
with a British officer who hasn't sketched in years, and a temple girl rewriting scriptures under a banyan tree✒️
They were never meant to meet.
But they do — again and again.
And something forbidden begins to bloom.
When Thorns Yield is a love at first site slowburn set in silence, empire, and stolen glances.
Because some love stories don't start with a kiss— they start with a gaze that lingers too long, and when duty collides with desire.
If you're interested in stories set in the pre-independence era, especially the BritishxIndian trope, this book is for you.
I promise it won't disappoint, and it will hit the right spot in your heart <3
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