Book One of the Sarajevo SeriesThe Princess of Sarajevo

Lamija Begović enters every room like she owns it-because one day, she will. Heiress to Sarajevo's most powerful business empire, she's brilliant, untouchable, and raised to conquer. She doesn't ask for respect. She commands it.

Ayub Selimović grew up in her world, wearing the same suits, eating at the same table-but never truly belonging. After his father died driving for the Begović family, he was taken in as one of their own. He was never treated as less. But he always knew.

He's spent a decade in silence, building trust beside her brother. When he's suddenly reassigned to Lamija's team, she's forced to see what's always been there: a man of loyalty, quiet strength, and a heart that has never once strayed from hers.

Their story was never supposed to happen. But Sarajevo remembers everything-and the past always finds a way to rise.

Before the wolves, the sons, and the war-there was the princess...And the boy who waited to be seen.

Anil Babu lives alone. With no family of his own, he plays every role in his solitary household. At 45, he has never married—and he has no desire to. His faith in love, trust, and companionship has long since eroded.

Each day follows a strict rhythm: wake up, cook, eat, go to the office. On the way home, he stops by College Street, buys used books by the kilo, shops for groceries, cooks dinner, reads, and then drifts into sleep. A quiet life governed by routine.

Then the lockdown strikes, upending everything.

Now confined indoors, he finds solace in the books he had recently bought in bulk. One afternoon, after lunch, he picks up a volume from the stack. As he opens the book, a folded letter tumbles out.

In earlier days, people often hid letters inside books—love notes tucked safely between the pages to avoid a prying eye. This seemed to be one of those. He gently unfolds the paper and begins reading.

The letter is from a girl to her boyfriend. She writes of a misunderstanding—an argument that erupted over her male friend, leading to a falling out. But she doesn’t want the relationship to end. She’s willing to sacrifice the friendship if that’s what it takes to prove her love.

She includes a recently installed landline number at her home and urges him to call if he still feels the same. It’s clear she hadn’t intended to end things—just mend them.

Anil Babu finishes reading and murmurs to himself, “So not all women are like her… not like my girlfriend, Mousumi. This girl truly loved him. They must be reunited.” He assumes she forgot to post the letter—perhaps she thought she had, or someone interrupted her as she was finishing it.

But there’s no name. No address. Neither the girl’s nor the boy’s. It’s as if the letter itself was left incomplete, tucked away in haste. It feels nearly two decades old.

Anil Babu wonders: Is she still waiting? Did they ever reunite? Or did they live their lives apart—two hearts fractured by a moment of doubt?

The questions wedge themselves into the silence of his days. He has to know.

Then he remembers: the letter mentioned her landline number.

With a surge of courage, he dials the number. To his surprise, it still exists. In the age of smartphones, the landline lives on. A child answers.

In a gentle voice, Anil asks, “How many women live in your house, little one?”

She replies, “My mom, me, and my grandma. My aunt Mou used to stay here too, but now she’s married and lives with her in-laws.” Then the call drops.

He tries calling again, but the line won’t connect.

“Mou,” he whispers. “So this was Mou’s letter. But is that her full name… or short for something?” His heart races.

Mousumi.

He freezes.

Could this be her letter? His Mousumi?

Rummaging through an old telephone directory, he searches for the number. And there it is—registered to the same address as Mousumi’s home.

It feels like the sky has collapsed around him.

A misunderstanding, a virus of suspicion, had brought lockdown into his own life twenty years ago. And perhaps, it was he who left a letter unread.

A rain-soaked café window divides two souls on the verge of connection. On one side, a woman gently cradles a mug, her gaze distant yet drawn to something just beyond the glass. Opposite her, a young man sits quietly, headphones over his ears, pen hovering above a weathered notebook. Between them lies more than coffee—there’s silence, there’s story, there’s song.

Set in soft blues and warm neutrals, the cover captures the stillness of a moment that could change everything. Raindrops trace down the glass like the unspoken words they’ve both been carrying. The blurred city in the background hums softly behind them, but inside, it’s just the two of them—and a connection that hasn't quite begun.​​​​​​​

Ryan is a handsome and popular boy in school. One day, a new girl named Lina joins the class. She is kind, pretty, and smart  but she has difficulty walking and uses a cane. While other students avoid her, Ryan sees her inner beauty and becomes her friend.

As they spend more time together, Ryan begins to fall in love with her. He invites Lina to the school dance, but she worries she can’t dance because of her disability. Ryan tells her she doesn’t need to walk perfectly  she already walks in his heart.

At the dance, they share a slow and beautiful moment together. Everyone claps, touched by their love. Lina feels happy and confident, and Ryan realizes that true beauty lies in the heart.

一名小說寫作家，遇上一名漫畫家之間的校園戀愛故事，還有特殊能力

望月悠真(Mochizuki Yuma)

故事的主人公是一名平凡的15歲高中二年級生,與妹妹望月雪乃共同生活。

但是在之前的學校的性格轉變為十分陰沉的人。

然而,一次意外的轉學讓他發現自己擁有一種

神秘而特殊的能力

這股力量不僅改變了他的社交生活,還認識到了伴侶。

隨著他與新同學和伴侶的關係逐漸加深,望月悠真發現自己身邊的人慢慢開始擁有了特殊的能力。究竟這股能力將帶來什麼樣的挑戰? 會令和其他同學的關係變得更融洽嗎？

還是會招來更多麻煩？

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The registry office in Tollygunge is unusually crowded today. No, it’s not the last auspicious day for weddings, nor has a mass marriage event been scheduled. The buzz is all because Anik and Trina are getting married. Their friends have gathered in large numbers, turning the otherwise dull office into a place of celebration. And why not? Anik and Trina were the most loved couple back in college.

Mr. Dutta, the marriage registrar with a heart condition, finds the chaos unbearable and requests everyone to calm down. Once the ceremony concludes, he hurriedly ushers the crowd out of his office with a sigh of relief.

Anik has no surviving parents. Trina has only her father. After the ceremony, Anik brings Trina to his flat in Garia. Their friends join them. Ramola, Anik’s next-door neighbor, performs a small ritual to welcome Trina into her new home. Since Anik lives alone, there’s no grand reception. Instead, the couple decides to celebrate with their friends at home.

Those who missed the registry office event arrive by evening. Around fifteen friends gather. Four boxes of beer are brought in, and expensive food is ordered from a restaurant. Jokes, laughter, pranks, and leg-pulling fill the evening.

As the celebration continues, someone asks how Anik and Trina’s love story began. The friends recall that the year Trina joined college was the year Anik graduated. But during the freshman orientation, Anik saw Trina perform a dance and fell for her instantly. Being the college general secretary, Anik still frequented the campus, and their paths crossed often. Eventually, he proposed to her in dramatic, film-style fashion in front of the entire college, presenting her with a red rose. Every girl dreams of such a proposal. Anik was good-looking, popular, and kind-hearted. Trina couldn’t say no.

After completing his Master’s degree, Anik joined a stock market firm. Around that time, Trina graduated, and her father didn’t object to their marriage.

Anik and Trina are set to leave for their honeymoon the next morning. But their friends tease them, saying they can’t sleep together that night. “Save the honeymoon for the hills!” they say. Laughing, the couple gives in. They spend the night singing, dancing, and making memories with their friends.

The next day, everyone heads home. Anik and Trina leave for a hill station and return after four joyful days. Upon return, Ramola tells them that someone named Neelank came by looking for Anik twice. Curious, Trina asks who Neelank is.

Anik explains: Neelank was his school and college friend — shy, quiet, and introverted. He rarely spoke and never protested even when teased. He was brilliant at taking notes, so the group tolerated him. But he never invited anyone to his home, nor did anyone have his contact details, which is why he wasn’t invited to the wedding.

The next day, Neelank comes to visit. When Anik asks why he hadn’t come in earlier, Neelank shyly says he didn’t know Trina and felt awkward. Anik laughs and introduces Trina. She serves him tea, sweets, and snacks. Before leaving, Neelank hands her a gift-wrapped parcel.

Inside is a book — not surprising. But between the pages, Trina finds a handwritten poem about marriage. The poem touches her deeply. Anik scoffs, saying Neelank used to write poetry, but no one paid attention. Anik, immersed in his corporate life, finds no value in literature or art. But Trina, a true lover of the arts, feels reconnected with her old self after reading the poem. She’s frustrated by Anik’s lack of sensitivity.

Later, Anik runs into Neelank at the market and invites him over. Trina is visibly happy to see him. The two begin to talk about poetry, plays, music, and literature. Even the reserved Neelank becomes animated. Anik finds this amusing — suspecting his friend might be falling for his wife. Trina encourages Neelank to keep writing and even sends his poems to magazines. A few get published, and he receives payment. Their friendship blossoms.

One day, Anik proposes a “game.” He wonders aloud whether Neelank has ever loved a woman — whether the quiet, shy man hides deeper desires. He suggests Trina flirt with Neelank to find out. Trina is furious. But Anik pleads, saying he misses their carefree college days. Reluctantly, she agrees.

From then on, Anik begins retreating into their bedroom whenever Neelank visits. Trina engages him in sweet conversation, her body language carefully crafted. Neelank begins to fall for her. Anik watches from a distance, observing every shift in his friend’s expression. Trina, meanwhile, starts feeling conflicted. She wants to stop the game, but Anik insists.

Days pass. The "game" no longer feels like one. The emotional barriers between Trina and Neelank vanish. They become close — not just in conversation, but in heart. Trina forgets it all began as a trick.

One day, Anik falls seriously ill at the office. Trina and Neelank rush to him. He recovers but is advised to rest. After two days at home, he returns to work, just as busy as before.

Soon, both Anik and Trina notice that Neelank hasn’t visited in two days. He doesn’t have a phone, and no one knows his address. Anik only recalls that Neelank lives somewhere in a lane near the market.

That evening, Anik calls Trina, saying he’ll be late and asks her to do the shopping. Trina goes to the market and decides to look for Neelank. She finds him — down with a fever, all alone. She cleans his room, cooks for him, buys him medicine. This becomes a routine. When Anik calls, Trina lies, saying she’s at a friend’s place.

Eventually, the truth comes out. Anik and Trina have a huge fight. She admits she’s been visiting Neelank. Anik accuses her of falling in love with his friend. Trina, unsure of her own feelings, remains silent. Anik demands to know if she’s slept with Neelank. Shocked, Trina asks, “And if I say yes, will you believe me? And if I say no, will you still believe me?” Anik says he’ll believe a medical test report.

Trina asks, “If the report says I haven’t slept with him, will you accept me?” Anik says yes. Then she asks, “But what if I’ve imagined being with him romantically in my mind?” Anik shrugs. “That doesn’t matter.”

Trina responds, “It matters. A woman who lies with her husband while dreaming of another man is neither loyal nor pure. To you, I’m just a body. My mind doesn’t matter to you at all.”

They sleep in separate rooms that night. At dawn, Trina writes a letter, packs her things, and leaves.

Later that morning, Neelank’s doorbell rings. He’s finally recovered. When he opens the door, he’s surprised to see Trina standing with her bags. She tells him everything and says she’s going to her father’s home. She confesses that she’s fallen in love with him — but doesn’t know if he feels the same.

Neelank, who has lived a life of submission and silence, is finally put to the test. Will he rise as a man? Will he dare to claim the woman he loves? As Trina reaches the door to leave, Neelank gently holds her hand and says, “Anik’s suspicions weren’t entirely wrong, Trina. I want you to stay — with me.” She falls into his arms.

Two days later, Trina sends Anik a divorce notice. He signs it without protest.

Trina and Neelank get married. Anik had done everything to win Trina but failed to cherish her once she was his. That’s how love often works. Neelank, on the other hand, cherished her more with every passing day. He leaves his old job to join a literary magazine as a sub-editor. Trina opens a dance school. They build a life together.

Months later, a legal notice arrives addressed to Trina. When they meet the lawyer, they learn that Anik has left all his property to Trina. Shocked, she asks why. The lawyer replies, “You were the only person Anik considered family.” When they ask why he used the phrase in absence, the lawyer quietly informs them — Anik has passed away.

It turns out Anik had a brain tumor — diagnosed the day he collapsed at the office. He had known the end was near. Perhaps the "game" he played wasn’t a game after all. Perhaps he had orchestrated everything — so that after his death, the two people he loved most wouldn't be left alone.

There are many ways to express love. Some scream it aloud. Others stay silent — but love just the same.

She gave her heart to the wrong man—but fate had someone else waiting in the storm

In a world where demi-gods are enslaved and kingdoms thrive on bloodshed, Mablevi lives the life of a banished princess, cast out for her forbidden birth. By day, she dances in the brothels of Aranbiya, dazzling those who dare to watch. By night, she soars into the skies with her loyal bodyguard, freeing demi-gods from their chains. But the darkness is filled with danger-and desire. As Mablevi navigates a web of deadly secrets, reckless foes, and beautiful, dangerous men who seek to claim her heart and soul, she must decide if she will rise above her fate-or be consumed by it.

In the months following Mrs Claus's death, Santa has relied on an elf from his factory for comfort. To show his affection, he gives him various gifts and the two cuddle together. But the two of them have gotten too close, and the elf wants more out of the relationship than presents.

If there was one thing billionaire playboy Zack Hendrix loved more than his job and his playtime within the four walls of his bedroom, it was control and the ability to know everything that went on around him.He had learned this the hard way. Now he saw it all and knew it all, this is how he managed to have an edge over everything and everyone else around him.

But all this was about to change, his new assistant might be plain and all but she was nothing near predictable, Elaine Fonseca was everything Zack Hendrix despised in a woman but he wasn't about to stay back let her keep him guessing, he would subdue her at whatever cost.

... Never judge a book by its cover , there is a fine line between what the eyes can see and what it can't.

Once upon a time, in the hills of The Gilded Kingdom, lived a Princess raised with the purpose of one day becoming The Greatest Queen of Aurelia.

As a proper royal, she must dress well, behave well and attain all the knowledge from the piles of books in the shelves of the Great Library and, of course, find her People's future King through a traditional ball hosted in her home as a pretense for a contest among all the nobles that must prove themselves worthy of her hand.

But what happens if the Princess prefers swords rather than dresses, or adventures rather than balls? And one night she wishes not to hold her title anymore.

In the twists and turns of the pretentious aristocrats that now occupy her home, the Princess might find true love or a broken heart. Each way shall guide her to the life she ever craved for - or so she thought.

A new journey begins in a frigid evening of crimson snow when the nine kingdoms rise from all the corners of the world.

#1 of The Gilded Kingdom series

Would you like to know your future?And would you do anything to change it if you knew what was about to happen?