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INDIAN FICTION - YOU CAN'T FIGHT A ROYAL ATTRACTION by Ruchi Vasudeva

I’ll say this for Ruchi Vasudeva. She really knows how to surprise a reader. I read part one of her Lucknow Sehgal sisters series, BOLLYWOOD FIANCE FOR A DAY and watched aghast as Saira snatched away her sister Vishakha’s fiancĂ©. I really had no idea what Saira’s story could be like. What was left for her to do after marrying her sister’s former fiancĂ©? But I had to think again. Life is strange with it’s twists and turns as every one of us sometimes learns, in fiction as in fact. The pampered younger daughter in the story, Saira has to learn to grow, change and mature.

The story of Saira’s journey is no less fascinating than Vishakha’s. Ruchi paints an uncannily accurate portrait of a marriage which destroys the soul. This is a writer of insight. As in the case of the previous novel (never mind the sensational title) this book is not just a work of quality romantic fiction. It is, in my humble opinion, a quality work of Indian fiction. Period.

I also enjoyed Rihaan’s story of growing out of his heritage and claiming his self-forged destiny.

For lovers of Indian fiction and romance fiction. Don’t miss out on this one.


It's available to Indian readers at bookshops and on Flipkart.  And to international readers on Amazon.

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