Aanchal Urdu Novel Romantic Stories Novels & Stories

Her soul. Whereas Aayana is a 25 years old ambitious and talented girl with a sweet and caring nature. She loves from the core of her heart. She wants to shine in her career and she has a secret crush on Ira. She finds her soul in Ira. But she can't reach her because of her status. And she also knows that her family won't accept her reality. Still, she is in the hope that one day she will get her love. The love of her life. About whom she dreams every night and aspires every moment. The divine feelings she feels for Ira, give her the feel of a peach mountain. She is afraid that she will be able to get in touch with the love of her life. Her love. Her Soul.

I was just waiting for the priest to confirm it to everyone. Leaning back on the couch ,my eyes darted to the most beautiful lady in the room, my lips instantly curling up on its own. Anushka was sitting between her father and her brother's wife on the couch that was opposite from mine. We were sitting directly in front of each other and I was literally having hard time to just look away from her. She was just looking so alluring and beautiful , elegant and sexy , all-in-one and I was falling more deeper and harder the more I stared at her. She was wearing a green & gold-toned silked Lehenga choli ; which consisted of a long waist skirts that reached to her feet and a matching cropped long s

This year, there are many files waiting to be translated into various languages. Before marrying Angka, Indira often stayed in her office and always came home late. But nowadays, Indira always tries to get home quickly because she loves the hot meals made by Angka's family chef, which are healthy and very delicious.

It’s a win-win for both of them. Anu is now a very mature girl who is very soft spoken and never loses her tongue before analysing the situation. Her business has made her into a beautiful woman with much more etiquettes. But she always says that she is a changed woman only because of me. It is our fifth anniversary tomorrow and she is pregnant again with our second child. This time we both want a girl!

Nitra said while serving lunch on the coffee table in the office. “Thank you mumma, the lunch is delicious.” Ahana said and Vihaan nodded in agreement “Thank you bacha now tell me what all you brought from the mall I got a huge bill?” Nitra asked. “That actually mumma I was so lost because of the sale I lost the track of bill, I am sorry.” she answered. “It’s okay bacha but tell me then why were you shouting on Vihaan?” Vikram asked. “Actually the thing is someone has a tiny crush and he refused to address it.” Ahana said making Vihaan chock on his food.

“..a nanny.” “Oh, is it?” he says, in the worst British accent I have ever heard. “You sound very young. Have you done this before?” “Umm, not for a living, but I’ve helped care for my niece's and nephew,” I answer. “What did you say your name is?” I actually hadn’t even told him. “Ahana.” “And you are from?” “ Nunavut, north of Canada.” “Come see me tomorrow, Ahana Let’s talk some more then. Cheerio

When she saw Taranya step into the house, slightly breathless and unusually quiet, a small blush tugged at the young girl's cheeks. She didn’t say anything. But the spark had bloomed. A spark of attractiveness. Of feelings. Of another tragedy. And Aarunya knew. Love, like revenge, always found a way to bloom, even in the darkest soil. *** How was the chapter ? Thoughts on Aarunya? Did you like the scene between Abhimanyu and Taranya?

She bent herself back as if she were practicing to be a contortionist, so far her arms were fully extended pushing against the bed and her eyes stared at the ceiling, almost like a yoga pose. Analasana. Downward doggie style. I wrapped myself around those gorgeous legs stretching behind me, got a double handful of the luscious tits poking out in front, rammed my cock way up inside her rectum, and spurted my second white load into her superb derriere. She yelled as if she were the one coming, and yelled again and again with each of my spewing thrusts, groaned as my empty organ continued to grind inside her.

Author's POV Believe it or not, we assume every tale is cliche until and unless we dive into it. Both above figures had a kind of part to play here which is cannot even say as cliche. This is the story of my most favourite couple. Yeah, it's a love story, obviously! And their love chapters start on a very very boring note. Him flying back to India and her liking post on I*******m of her friends. Most important, based on their real-life love series.

She asked Akash to delay his arrival to avoid him using the room so her plan would work out perfectly. Finally, Prabhu finished his work and drove back home. He knocked on the door waiting for his vixen. She took a few deep breaths and sent a quick prayer to God before opening the door with a bright smile that matched with her bright green anarkali. He stood there mesmerised on seeing his very beautiful vixen. She opened the door wide with a mental pat on his reaction as her hard work didn't go unnoticed. He walked inside but stood there to admire her. She came near him and planted a small kiss on his cheeks.