Novels by Victoy Richman

A Testament to Collaboration and Aspirations in the Aerospace Industry.In the sprawling private airport of Bong, nestled amidst the bustling city of Seattle, Captain Vipin and his trusted junior, Balram, stood overseeing the meticulous maintenance work being performed on the magnificent Gulfstream G700 aircraft. Having recently arrived from Brazil, they were likely to remain in Seattle until the ongoing negotiations with Bong concluded.In tandem with the aircraft maintenance, the cabin crew, comprising Sonia and their colleagues, Anju and Ratna, diligently attended to the cabin upkeep and galley supplies. Sonia, with her innate sense of style and attention to detail, ensured the aircraft's interior exuded a sense of comfort and luxury. Anju and Ratna, known for their efficiency and team

Uniting Hearts and Dreams in the Quest for Aerospace Excellence.The next morning, as Rachna and Rahul woke up, a profound sense of gratitude washed over them. The journey to this point had been full of success tales, and their unwavering determination and resilience had brought them to the cusp of something more extraordinary.The project aimed to establish a state-of-the-art manufacturing facility in India, capable of producing cutting-edge aircraft that would not only cater to the domestic market but also compete globally. The partnership with Bong, known for his visionary leadership and unparalleled expertise in the aviation industry, promised to bring together the best of both worlds and create a formidable force in the global aerospace market.

The True Path of Rachna: Resilience, Guidance, and Unwavering Bonds.Rachna understood that the road ahead would not be easy, but she was determined to stay true to her values and principles. She knew there would be those who would try to sway her from her path, but she was resolute in her commitment to serve her people with integrity and fairness. With a deep sense of purpose and determination, Rachna set out on her journey, ready to face whatever obstacles may come her way. She was prepared to embrace the challenges and trials that awaited her, knowing she had the strength and courage to overcome them. And with each step she took, she moved closer to fulfilling her destiny as the rightful ruler of her kingdom.In the warm embrace of the evening, Rachna's words weaved a tapestry of gratitude, her sm

Balancing Opportunity and Ethics in Pursuit of Success.Their celebration was not just about a successful business deal; it was a celebration of mentorship, teamwork, and the triumph of the human spirit over adversity. Rahul, Rachna, and Gloria set an example of what can be achieved when individuals come together with a shared vision and a relentless pursuit of excellence.As they talked, it became clear that Karen had high expectations for the project. She wanted Rachna to secure at least a hundred acres of land for the venture—a daunting task in today's real estate market.Rachna felt a sense of pressure to fulfil Karen's expectations. She knew that the success or failure of the project hinged on her ability to deliver on this critical aspect."I felt like I weighted the worl

Navigating New Partnerships and Personal Journeys in Paradise.After the successful meeting with Karen and her team, Rachna and her delegates made their way back to the luxurious resort where they were staying. The warm tropical breeze and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore created a tranquil atmosphere, providing a sense of relaxation after a busy day.As they entered the resort's grand lobby, the delegates marvelled at the elegant décor and the intricate artwork adorning the walls. The resort, renowned for its exceptional hospitality, offered a haven of tranquillity and luxury, promising a truly memorable stay.Each member of the group made their way to their respective suites, feeling a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction from the successful meeting. The suites were spa

A Collaborative Journey in Aviation and Beyond.Rachna's tenacity impressed Karen, who grinned. "I'm glad to hear that, Rachna. This partnership has the potential to be transformative for both our companies and the Indian aviation industry. Let's work together to make it a success," she said, extending her hand.Rachna clasped Karen's hand firmly. "Together, we can achieve great things. I look forward to our journey ahead," she replied, her eyes filled with anticipation and excitement.Gloria and Lara sat across from one another in the busy conference room, with a polished mahogany table separating them. Gloria's patience was wearing thin; she had been waiting for the perfect moment to interject and make her voice heard. With a resolute expression, she raised her hand, catching the atten

Maybe the storm was just a blessing, a sign of fate giving them a chance to work things out. Perhaps the universe finally agreed with her because she had never had a more evident sign. They had talked, and it had been a lot of talking. They considered all possibilities, positive and negative, and they decided what was best for them was to get back together despite all odds. She always saw many things, but when it came to herself, it was always unclear, just like her situation and the moment, but she vowed she would live her best life with those who mattered to her, no matter how short. The Yadav home knew she was safe, and she had sent a message informing them she was with Zayn and would be back once the storm was over, although that wasn't looking promising again. It was everything she wanted; for once, her thoughts and vision were clear. She saw peace and solitude, for her soul was at rest. Each time her mind diverted to Zayn Vendant, she saw a hint of darkness, sometimes blur. She

Everyone in town was shopping for the next three days and rushing home to avoid getting caught up in the storm predicted by the weather forecasters. It was expected to hit in four hours and last for three days. It was a big-time rush, but Zayn wasn't a part of it. He needed to get things cleared up with Isha. Myra was gone, and that was a good thing. He just needed to see her, and despite the advice from his closest friends, he couldn't wait for the storm out without her. He wasn't sure he would make it without her.He was informed that she was out when he got to the Yadav household. It was her day off, and she had gone out, as usual. Only some people knew where. He called her several times, and she didn't pick up. He was a confused man in Delhi.He drove back to the Yadav household and met with one of the helpers."You should go home; this storm will be here anytime." She said, picking different saree colours from the cloth line where they had been left to dry. She looked bored and ju

They caught her in the most vulnerable state. With the ninety-nine issues going on with Zayn, she didn’t expect another one on her desk, so as she realised she had been set up, she just gave up. There was no fight; she was wise enough to know that it was either the 78-carat crown or her life, and for such huge some, her attackers wouldn’t have to hold a conference to decide to kill her, so she just let them take everything that had meant the world to her.The memory stayed with her, and she remembered it as fresh as if it were happening now. She and her crew had been going to the Triumph Hall on East Lane for the Oscars ceremony. When asked to bring her crown, she knew it was a bad idea. Of course, she acknowledged that it was such a huge event that all eyes were on her. For it to be hosted in India, it would be a shame if she couldn’t witness it. In the same way, it would be disrespectful to her country for her to show up without her identity, the crown. Near home, she and Vivi sat b

It had been four days since her encounter with Myra, and Isha couldn't deny that she felt like the most stupid person on the planet. The funny part was she knew she had no right to be angry like the guy was in a relationship with someone else. Officially, he belonged to Myra, but then she couldn't get the picture of him being in bed with her. It disturbed her in ways she didn't expect.Her hurt was too much. It nearly crushed her, but she needed to keep moving, which she did. She stopped picking up his calls and just avoided him generally. She tried looking at the good side, like him not dying, which was good, right?As usual, the Yadavs had a get-together dinner, and it was something they frequently did, something to boost their political involvement and expand their territory. Today, she was to serve, and she tried as much as she could to keep calm when she saw Zayn seated among the VIPs. Of course, he had been invited; he was considered one of the most influential people in the coun

The plan was to go unnoticed and so she did just that. Myra was in joggers and a sports bra, with dark glasses to hide her identity. Her hair was tied in a small ponytail that bounced as she walked into the gym. She glanced around for a while and then saw Isha at the corner working the treadmill. She walked up to the receptionist and flashed a smile.“A month, please. What’s the cost?” she asked.“Rs 1000” the receptionist replied. “Name please.” She asked as she received cash from Myra and began filling out the registration form on the system.“Abitha Solan” she lied.Things had gone down with Zayn; she had recognized the name as soon as Zayn mentioned it, who could easily forget the girl at the engagement party? Zayn didn’t have an answer to the question she asked that night and he was a terrible liar so she immediately interpreted what was going on, and she wasn’t wrong. He had sat there all night while she went into the room and man had she cried, she was hurt and didn’t think she

Uptown Delhi was the most beautiful place in India, and as they held hands, taking photos, she could see all the possibilities she had always dreamed of coming to pass. They got to a serendipity restaurant called the unicorn sundae and were back in the streets, diverting into the little tracks leading to the lake.To both their surprise and satisfaction, the lake was empty. The water was a runoff of the downfall at the end of the city, and they knew it was safe. The government kept it clean.“Hold on!” Zayn shouted as he raced behind her, struggling to get through the shrubs that lay around.Isha giggled. “Keep up, CEO.” She yelled in return. As she got to the edge of the stream, she took off her oversized polo shirt, which was his actually, and the shorts she wore joined it. She did a twirl in her optional cloth state just before his arrival.He joined her, pulling away from his dress and walking to meet her. His hands circled her waist, and he pushed her to himself. She felt him hard