Aanya Shah Mga Nobela at Kwento

Viswa Sharma, Sahana’s father Introduced her to Aahan and his parents. Sahana was sitting on the sofa exactly opposite of Aahan, she was clad in yellow salwar kameez. She bent down her head playing with her fingers and seemed extremely nervous. Aahan was in black and black tuxedo who also in the same situation. He noticed her long jet black hairs spread around her back in a thick layer. Her kajal eyes were settling down on her lap and her pink lips were slightly trembling. Every now and then her fragile fingers tucking her hairs behind her ear. The tear shaped earring twinkling with her acts and making noise distracting the awkwardness around her. She is a traditional beauty, he thought!

Keerthi said smiling but she doesn't know how my mind went blank the moment I stared at her. What is she doing here? I want to ask that question loudly but with a deep breath, I calmed down and continued to walk towards the director. "Ms. Anny! Are you surprised? Ms. Shalini is a popular model in India and I am sure you already know her. After she worked in my last film, I really wished for her to work in my next but she was not suitable for the lead role unlike you. And she was also not interested in any other role. But now she is so excited to join this film." He said with a big grin and I slowly nodded with a smile covering my face as an act of politeness and nothing else.

And even if I succeeded in rescuing her, I'd still be waiting for her to die and hoping he returns to me? I looked at Damon, my sister, and my parents. "You know what?" I bit out, my tone cold. "Congratulations." They were looking at me in dismay. They were expecting me to get this. To be nice. To be thoughtful. Not today. Just as I was sitting there, a familiar voice hit my mind. Ravina? Where are you? I've been trying to reach you. Anna. My best friend. Our pack's healer. I need you to take me for a ride, I told her.

MA introduced us. I politely greeted them and was about to take my seat when suddenly Mrs. Goenka exclaimed "Here is Ahaana." She is not what I expected her to be. She is wearing an elegant knee length cream dress along with black pumps. Her hair in a sophisticated bun and pearls are shining in her ears. She is so well put together that even the goddess will envy. Nodoubt she was THE AKSHAY SINGHANIA'S girlfriend. I have to give it to my husband that he has amazing taste.

Ananya's POV A girl is sitting in front of a mirror adorned in red color from head to toe, with a wide smile on her face and shine in her eyes. Today not only her lips but her heart is also smiling which is reflected through the glow on her cheek that has a tint of red color which was matching her dress. And that girl is me, Ms. Ananya Kapoor, who is soon going to be Mrs. Ananya Rudra Malhotra. From childhood, I was waiting for the day when my prince charming would come to rescue me from this cruel world and would end my miseries, and finally, that day has arrived. And my prince charming is exactly the way I dreamt of.

She was looking very beautiful in her black plunging neckline jumpsuit. "Thanks but Ananya is the one who maintain my house. You know what she is such a neat freak. " Shanaya replied. "Ohh really in that case Aakash is going to have a hard time. " Sakshi spoke. She was looking very pretty in her chiffon lavender dress. "You look beautiful " Vaani spoke while giving me a hug.

In search of her love. “Aahana Singhaniya…Yes Sir…She is in operation theatre number 10 and is being currently operated in the operation theatre.” The receptionist gazed his eyes to study the personality standing in front of him. She can neither believe his eyes nor her ears. The famous personality the Mr Singhaniya was standing in front of her. The same famous person who raised from rags to riches. The famous billionaire was standing in front of her and looks a totally different personality than what he had listened about.

And next to him was an arrogant-looking woman, it must be his wife Megha Rana, she had a bit similar feature with Karan Rana. There was an old lady in plain saree, she was Shobha Rana. Karan Rana was standing next to her putting his hand around her shoulder, and next to him, a beautiful woman, whose arms wrapped around his arm. She was his wife Ananya Nuka. Reading her name Sohu remembered that she was the same Ananya Nuka who used to sell Riya Aggarwal's designed clothes by putting her name tag on her clothes. What a corrupt woman?

Ayaan gets embarrassed "Grandpa, not today please! Well everyone, let me make you all meet Anya Arora, my friend and partner for today." Naina holds Anya's hand "She is so pretty! Let me look at you closely." Saying this makes her stand between her, Shweta and Hannah making her nervous. Ayaan saw this and whispered to his grandfather "Grandpa, stop your wife. She is scaring her." To which Grandpa Nakul snaps "Shut up! Finally, my darling is so happy I won't ruin it." Ayaan wants to facepalm himself. He looks to Sebastian for help who was already throwing daggers at him making him scared then he turns his head to plead to Aaden who accepts.

Shanaya Oberoi Tring! Tring! Tring! My phone started ringing and groaning I was searching for it on my bed. When I got it, i looked at the phone screen to see Ayan calling me. "What do you want at midnight, Ayan?" I asked groaning. "Shut up & listen. Aarav is not picking his calls— he said but I interrupted him saying "So, what am I his personal assistant?" "Hear me out,Shanaya. Shruti has attempted sucide and is been taken to the hospital. Aarav is not picking my calls." He said and I got up that instant panicked.