WISHFUL THINKING

    The last thing Kelsey Hayes thought she’d be doing this summer was trying to break a 300-year-old Indian curse. With a mysterious white tiger named Ren. Halfway around the world. The last thing Kelsey Hayes thought she’d be doing this summer was trying to break a 300-year-old Indian curse. With a mysterious white tiger named Ren. Halfway around the world. But that’s exactly what happened. Face-to-face with dark forces, spell- binding magic, and mystical worlds where nothing is what it seems, Kelsey risks everything to piece together an ancient prophecy that could break the curse forever. Tiger’s Curse is the exciting first volume in an epic fantasy-romance that will leave you breathless and yearning for more. “. . . a sweet romance and heart-pounding adventure. I found myself cheering, squealing, and biting my nails — all within a few pages. In short, Tiger’s Curse is magical." -Becca Fitzpatrick, New York Times bestselling author of Hush, Hush But that’s exactly...

31 states. 1618 languages. 6400 castes. 6 religions. 6 ethnic groups. 29 major festivals. ONE COUNTRY. It's India's 65th Independence Day today. 65 years since a 1947 August 15th, when the tricolor first went up. 65 years of freedom. Through hard patches and rockiness, we have stuck as a nation, despite all our differences. Today I went to the hospital regarding my asthma, and the girl sitting next to me was North Indian. She spoke a language I couldn't understand, wore her saffron-paste differently from the way we wear it, and her mother's sari was draped in an exact inversion of the way my mother usually does it. Despite all that, though, I could see her typing on her phone: a message about India,  about Independence Day, about the 15th of August that anyone who is proud to be an Indian will surely always remember as the day when India first became a nation of her own. India, at least according to me, is not just a nation.  It seems impossible that so many...

MY NOTE and CHAPTER ONE  ( if I bore you with the note, you can directly scroll down to the chapter) I had sort of planned to take a sabbatical from writing about vampires. I mean what the hell, but everyone is writing about it. It is sort of freaky, the number of vampire romances arriving each day at the library or on the internet. Vampirism is a cult, and I guess writing novels about them is also fast growing to a cult! But I can hardly keep such difficult promises to myself…I plainly find the idea fascinating, and Darkest Light (excluding mini novella Blood Cure) is my first and  only  book about vampires. Darkest Light is born out of a need to let the internet audience know about a different aspect of what the West normally calls Vampires. As some people who regard our mythology with well disguised contempt  don’t  realize, and sometimes  never  accept, the concept of vampires had a very plausible origin in India. Heck,  unicorns  ...