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Friday, 14 February 2020

#ReleaseDayBlitz :: Something Old, Something New - A DRA Production - @RT_Writes


Something Old, Something New
- A DRA Production


Seven bestselling authors. Seven incredible second chance romances. One epic anthology. 

What would you do for another chance with the one you love? 

Something Old, Something New - a unique novella anthology - tries to answer this question with fantastic, different, desi dramas. 

Whether it is shapeshifters or shifting interracial relationships, single moms in small towns or rich alpha heroes, friends-to-lovers or passionate ex-husbands; this anthology has something for everyone. 
Something Old, Something New explores the many different facets of love, forgiveness, fated mates and more in seven, distinctly Indian tales!

No Other Love by Aarti V Raman

Can they live with the reality of each other, when no other love will do?


Once upon a time, Drs. Vikrant and Anika had their happy ending...until they ruined it with pride, ego, and ambition. 
When Vikrant Pandit, GP, left his wife to go back to Aronda, the small town he grew up in, he imagined it was forever.
A year later... he's back. Worse, he needs Anika's help.
Anika Banerjee, MD, was destroyed when Vikrant left. Taking her heart with him. But when he asks her for help, she is unable to deny the only man she's ever loved.
Anika agrees to pretend they’re still married. But living together brings to light bittersweet revelations and red-hot desire.
Can they live with the reality of each other when no other love will do?

Read an Excerpt from No Other Love


“You’re really doing this?” Anika asked, her voice rough with unshed tears.
Vikrant couldn’t answer. He continued tossing things in his battered suitcase. At this point, it was all he could do to not howl. He picked something from the cupboard and placed it next to his running shoes in the suitcase.
“That’s mine,” his wife said.
He blindly looked at the item he’d packed. It was a tee shirt, torn at the hem. Splattered with cream paint. The howl threatened to come up again. Because he remembered, exactly, how the paint had gotten there.
On a rare mutually free weekend, they’d decided to paint the ceiling of their bedroom a neutral cream. It was pouring cats and dogs in Mumbai and their air conditioner had stopped working. They’d listened to Sting and The Police, the whole time.
He’d scraped and sanded for two hours, then Anika had worn scandalously short shorts and this tee-shirt and climbed on the step ladder.
He’d watched her in fascination like she was Mumtaz Mahal and their bedroom ceiling was the Taj Mahal.
He’d always been fascinated by her. That was the problem. Fascination was unrealistic. Impossible to live up to in real life. Anika wasn’t fascinated with him anymore. If she had ever been.
“Vik,” Anika spoke again.
He grabbed the tee-shirt and threw it back into the cupboard. The howl of misery and lost love continued to simmer at the back of his throat.
“Sorry,” he said, in a low voice.
“For what?” His wife asked, like she really meant it.
Vikrant looked up at the ceiling. The cream paint was peeling at the edges, because of leakage and seepage problems with their upstairs neighbor. And the landlord had asked him to wait for a year before doing any repairs, another monsoon season was imminent.
He wasn’t going to be able to give it a year.
“The rent is paid for till August,” Vikrant said, locking the overflowing suitcase. The muscles in his wrist protested at the added pressure. The physio had told him to stop using excessive force in his right hand, after the last visit.
“The utilities are automated in PayTM. But I will keep checking in between and paying them anyway, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
“I can pay the damn utilities on my own!” Anika snapped. “I have the app on my phone. And with the new promotion, I can save up and take care of these things.”
“I know,” Vikrant said. “I’ve heard of nothing but your new promotion for months now.” 


About the Author:
Aarti V Raman is a hybrid author of more than ten bestselling novels of romantic women’s fiction. She is the co-founder of Desi Readers Adda, India’s first Facebook community by bestselling multi-genre authors for readers to discuss books and reading in a safe, inclusive space. 
A former business journalist turned full-time writer, Aarti’s more notable works include Kingdom Come, the Geeks of Caltech series, More Than You Want, The Perfect Fake among others. Aarti is also a columnist, public speaker, and an amateur poet. 

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