Anita Sharma Novels & Stories

“This is Natasha, my older sister.” Natasha Sharma, aka the Bitch of California, was infamous for her dating scandals with actors, sports people, and CEOs. I met her at a party a few months ago where she and Celine Alonso got into an ugly wrestle after a few exchanges of words, which cost Sharma a lot more money than they thought.

, Anvesha announced to her audience as the director signaled her to continue. During the interview, Anvesha admired the strength of the lady sitting before her. Clad in a purple colored cotton sari, Ms. Gayatri Desai was a trained boxer, an eminent social right activist and a generous lady with a beautiful heart. No one could imagine she was subjected to domestic violence in her childhood.

Shivaay pov : The last Month was best in my life where I got my life partner, someone whom I can rely on everything. Someone whose smile brighten my day, Someone who is always forgiving & loving. Someone for whom I want to finish my work early & I want to go home as soon as possible. Someone whose voice is like a melody to my ears which can relax every part of my body in a second & that someone is my lovely wife Annie, ANNIKA SHIVAAY SINGH OBEROI.

he told him without turning around. "I thought something had changed" "Nothing has changed as long as she is Anaysha Sharma, daughter of Tejwant Sharma” “But she is innocent” "The innocent are the ones who suffer the most” *********

Her brothers walked out and shut the door behind them, leaving her in her cold room, with her damp tears collapsing in on themselves and her loud sobs that she kept to herself. 🌹 The tailors measured dutifully, whispering to themselves. They’d secretly give her pitying looks as if knowing the fate before her, but she caught those looks. If they thought they were sly, then she was James Bond. But it wasn't just them, though, all the maids, the guards, so-called henchmen, they all gave her those pitying looks. “Anaya,” She jerked furiously and accidentally knocked the tailor down,

Her back was turned in my direction so she hadn't seen me yet. Anita was dressed in a dark-green, handmade knitted female sweatshirt, a tight black leather pants and a handmade knitted clutch purse and black leather boots. Her long and wavy brunette hair, fell down her back, adding more feminity to her feminine bodily charms. Her sweatshirt and clutch purse was obviously one of the latest collections from the famous AMC brand. She had modeled for them in one of her recent commercials. It was a unique brand and their products worth all the hype they usually get.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 05-06 •••••• { THE REJECTION } Annabella walked into the restaurant and sighed out "You're late again" Aurora said "I guess I need a car at this point" Annabella muttered and Aurora chuckled "Get changed before the big mouth comes" Aurora said,referring to their manager. The workers call her that because of her strictness Annabella walked away into the changing room,she changed into the uniform,just a simple short gown but on Annabella,everything look classic. After packing her hair in her usual ponytail,she came out again

Airblown rapidly from the device, and lucid land came out. Meanwhile, at Kesari’s home, Anjana not felt well. She could not recognize the pain felt under her womb. Kesari’s father was at home also. He informed the divine doctor, who was selected as a medical college dean near the city centre. He was a good friend of Kesari. As he suggested, Bruhashpati took Anjana to the hospital. The nurse confirmed labour pain. The doctor wanted to wait for some more time for normal. Anjana bagged for some relief to Lord Shiva and started chanting MahaMrutyunjay chant belongs to Shiva. She knew only the chant could give her strength for withstanding till her husband reached the hospital.

She asked as she sat beside me on the bench. I didn't even notice when they arrived at our department. But it was fine, I had no chances of winning. " Uhmm, Okay, Faryah, Faryah Mustapha" I answered finally and smiled at her. " Ohh that's nice, you're Arabian?" she asked. " Indo.." I shut myself up as a thought came across my mind. I was really Fauziyyah from Malaysia. " Malaysian" I answered and smiled at her. She had long red curly hair, with green eyes, with a thin nose and small lips that made her long chin fit her. She was beautiful. I don't really see the need of a beauty contest. " oh, I'm Natalie by the way" She replied and smiled wider. " Oh, are you in the contest too?" I asked and

Shit, how come I didn't connect the dots. She is Ananya A. Bajaj, the girl who rejected me and the girl who I would be signing the deal with. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Ana was the short for Ananya, though I am a smart businessman for the first time in my life I felt like a complete fool.