The words formed on his tongue, ready to be deployed as a shield for them both.

But then he felt her fingers, which had been resting gently on his stomach, curl slightly into the fabric of his t-shirt. It wasn’t a demand. It was an anchor. A quiet, persistent tether to this moment, to his promise of presence.

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7 Dates To Fall in Love

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ♡𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦♡ 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 Seven dates. One love. And a moment that changed everything. 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐚 thought she had it all-her high school love, a dream proposal, and a future that sparkled like candlelight. Each date brought her closer to forever with 𝑺𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒌, the boy who once watched her from across the classroom and now couldn't stop staring at her across the dinner table. But life doesn't always follow the script of soft songs and fairy tales. When fate crashes into their perfect story, will love be enough to rewrite the ending? A story of stolen glances, whispered dreams, and love that hopes to survive the unthinkable.

The Day I Remembered You

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ♡𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦♡ 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒚 Sometimes love wasn't the only one that reached you first, sometimes it reached you second and stayed. Some memories were meant to be forgotten and then remembered... without regret. Regret is for those who hurt someone intentionally. Not for the ones who don't know why there is a sudden pain of longing when they don't even know for whom. For whom? They don't remember, they don't know. But the ache doesn't ease until there is a balm for it. It doesn't matter what the balm is-maybe a medication, maybe a person. A person who never knew what you were, what you carried. They just came and lifted that burden to stay. A burden they felt not in sorrow but in memory. And when those memories were returning, they broke. I remember looking at the sun and moon at the same time. Holding the hope to not fall into a long queue. That was, The Day I Remembered You.

Beneath Her Brown Eyes

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ♡𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞♡ 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞, the 𝑪𝑬𝑶 of 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆, on her path to achieving her goal of becoming the next diamond queen, suddenly faced an unexpected turn of events that sent her straight back to what she always dreaded: marriage. She wasn't gamophobic or philophobic, but the thought of sharing her space, time, and life with someone intimately made her nauseous. But life never goes the way we desire-especially not when we're stubborn enough to resist what it demands. She had dodged relationships in the past like a soldier dodges bullets, but now it seemed inevitable. She had dreamt many things-good, bad, lucky, unlucky-but never imagined being married at the age of 32, that too to someone younger than her. Enter 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐡. Looks like a cinnamon roll, is exactly a cinnamon roll. He could've been the golden child of his parents if he hadn't chosen to be a 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓. Coming from a family of diamond merchants, it was rebellious of him to take such a step-but sometimes young blood, in rebellion, makes the best decisions. He had planned his life perfectly: gain experience, earn money, buy land in North East India, and settle there in the peace of hills and greenery. But oh, my little boy-he is now tied to a marriage he never asked for. And the worst part? He has no idea why someone so beautiful, carrying the aura of buying tens of him, decided to marry 𝒉𝒊𝒎. Not his elder brother. Not any cousin. But him. It wasn't just a shock-it was disbelief. He saw her eyes, and those brown orbs captivated him enough to keep him from noticing the glint of victory behind them. He had never even held a woman's hand in his entire life, yet now being hers made him feel he was in love. But... is she too? What will happen the day he discovers the reason behind the marriage?

The Round Table

“𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲.” Patriarchy sacrifices the men it claims to protect and silences the women it claims to cherish. It tells the man he is a provider, but turns his choice into a cage. It tells him to be tough, until his emotions are nothing but dust. It tells him the family is his, yet leaves him to carry the burden alone. But the women? They face it daily. They break, they bleed, and they still fight—not just for themselves, but for every soul oppressed, whether the threat is the man or the bear. Feminism is the cure, but healing is a marathon, not a sprint. > Equality doesn’t arrive in ten minutes; it arrives in the quiet, late-night choices we make for ourselves. That is the journey of The Round Table.

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