Fated Love Series by Swati M.H.

Vik Bedi was not supposed to be the one.Arrogant, smooth-talking surgeons—who also happen to be Geminis—are bad news. Our chemistry might be off the charts, but I’ve been burned by guys like him before.You’d think I’d have learned my lesson . . .But in a moment of weakness, I foolishly allowed a one-time fling to get him out of my system. Now I’m addicted—to his devilish smile, his heated gaze, and the way he steals my breath just by walking into the room... moreVik Bedi was not supposed to be the one.Arrogant, smooth-talking surgeons—who also happen to be Geminis—are bad news. Our chemistry might be off the charts, but I’ve been burned by guys like him before.You’d think I’d have learned my lesson . . .But in a moment of weakness, I foolishly allowed a one-time fling to get him out of my system. Now I’m addicted—to his devilish smile, his heated gaze, and the way he steals my breath just by walking into the room. As a NICU nurse, I know how to be strong in the face of fear and chaos, but he knows when I just need to be held. He’s slowly inching his way into the one part of me that he can never have—my heart.They say the brightest stars burn the fastest, but I’m afraid he’ll leave me in embers. less

After sitting next to him on a flight to Delhi eight years ago, I didn’t think I’d ever see the tall, green-eyed gorgeous stranger again.Except in my dreams.But now, Clark Cooper is the COO of my company and I’m going to have a lot more to lose than just my job if we act on our undeniable attraction.We’ve traveled very different roads over the past eight years and carry a lot of baggage.We’re both fueled by guilt. My guilt adheres me to marry the man my orthodox Indian parents choose... moreAfter sitting next to him on a flight to Delhi eight years ago, I didn’t think I’d ever see the tall, green-eyed gorgeous stranger again.Except in my dreams.But now, Clark Cooper is the COO of my company and I’m going to have a lot more to lose than just my job if we act on our undeniable attraction.We’ve traveled very different roads over the past eight years and carry a lot of baggage.We’re both fueled by guilt. My guilt adheres me to marry the man my orthodox Indian parents choose. His guilt has him running from relationships, let alone marriage.But you know what they say about the things we can’t have.We always want them. less