Is it possible for a single mother, who has got her heart broken twice, to fall in love again, that too with a woman? 

Alizeh Brown is whipped by a sudden new feeling that blooms in her heart. 
She has crossed the marriage age in the blink of an eye. Living with a conservative family, she was bound to fulfill their all expectations and follow the girl being a good girl. But as they say, rules can’t tie up the rulers. Alizeh has not only broken their expectations and promises to be a good girl, but also broke society's stereotypes.

She has looked at everything as a challenge to conquer. As her family starts putting pressure on her to get married, Alizeh has accepted this challenge as well. She has gone far beyond love already but there’s someone who has been able to plant the seed of love in her life again. No matter how many men crossed her path, she realized what she truly yearns for in her life. 
Every time she has met HER, a fountain of seven shades of colors drenched her in unconditional love. 

Now she has to accept her newfound self as well as tackle rigid expectations of her family. Will she be able to stand on her choices made upon her sexuality and choose a life she wants?

Seven Shades Of Alizeh

A week has passed since the kiss incident of Macmillan. I still have been ignoring his calls and he still hasn't given up on me. 


I have felt frustrated whenever his call flashed on my mobile screen. The more I was avoiding him, his attempts grew further. I did miss him badly. His every little action has been affecting me. My hands itched to receive the call but I have retracted myself from not doing it. I can't easily forgive him. If I do, it might encourage him to do it again. I have already apologized to God for my mistake. I should have been aware of him. He has always given me hints related to it, before too. I should have known that Satan can do anything, steal my first kiss too. I am not letting this mistake happen twice. No never. But I missed him. A good friend of his. I avoided another call just like I did an hour ago. Kiara got in the car and sat beside me. 


"Is it Macmillan again?" She asked. I hummed. 


"Why aren't you picking up his calls?" She asked. 


49. Mr. Grey