Priyanka knew the moment Manoj entered, without turning around. That awareness was like the waft of perfume only she could recognize. Would that change when she married another man?

His infant daughter had her fist in her mouth, and Arun removed it to gaze into eyes, the colour of indigo and could not look away. What he did not know was that she had the gift of clairvoyance; she would warn him of events, which would change their lives irrevocably.

Prerana's conflict-ridden relationship with her mother had left scars even time could not erase. Now she had to prevent her mother from usurping her child. Who would win this age-old battle?

Twelve stories about people who will seem familiar.

You know them all too well; perhaps some of them are you.