Anjan By Jiya Rana Novels & Stories

Mama, Juna and Anjani are people who are getting worse after being abandoned. But it’s all over. Gradually everything started to get better. Mama who has lived a normal life is happy, and a daddt who is married. Anjani also made peace with her daddy. Anjani is also happy to hear the news that Juna will give up his bachelorette. Arjuna: Her name is Nalla Arjuna: she is a widow with one child Juna’s not enough to make Anjani shocked by the news of his sudden proposal, now Anjani is again dumbfounded by Juna’s statement just now.

is the only thing Narmada said The day rolled away like that with only Anjali staying beside Antara and Neerja along with Narmada checking on her when ever they were getting time. Narmada fed Antara with her hands and applied ointment on her wounds. Antara just wanted to die; she could not bear whatever was coming for her. Antara is lying down and her eyes are closed. Anjali has gone downstairs for some work. Suddenly she felt a light touch on her stomach and she opened her eyes immediately to find her devil husband staring at her with his infamous devilish smile. "See Jaan what you made me do. This flawless creamy porcelain skin is bruised and looking so bad. I love your skin so much and yo

It was none other than His Siya who was looking like a nymph in a simple prune coloured salwar suit with her open hair. Abhimanyu smiled a little as they were wearing same colour’s outfit. But today Jiya showed him mercy and they came downstairs. ‘Here is your precious wife Mannu and also she kept saying to let her go “Ji must be waiting for me.”’ Jiya mimicked making them laugh at Siya’s red cheeks. ‘Thank you Boudibhai.’ Abhimanyu said making Jiya smile at him ‘She is already beautiful, now go fast.’ ************

“You may pretend you’re a goddess, but you are nothing—insignificant. Nothing will save you or the one you love. You cannot defeat Mahishasura, King of Demons. Ask Kaplan—he’s dying under the demon’s touch.” Jaiyana’s golden eyes flared, spilling light like a drawn blade, and for a moment her face softened, betraying the fear she carried for Kaplan. Then her resolve hardened, folding that fear into steel. “You’re wrong,” she snapped, her voice ringing with authority and quiet menace. “I am not what you call a goddess—I am something worse for you. And Kaplan does not die while I can still reach him.” Her words hung in the air like a promise, chilling the space around Mahisar more than any sho

Janvi my best friend is busy with her boyfriend Sam. Yes, you got it right she is a traitor she is spending the vacation with Sam, not me. Oh poor me !! I got up from the bed. My room looks like a storm just happened here, Anam always leaves a big mess in the room for me to clear. I blasted the music and started my favorite playlist of Sunidhi Chauhan. Oh, she is the best singer I love her songs. I can't resist her songs I started dancing moving my hips along the music. I love dancing I always used to take part in skits in school.

"No problem, young lady but next time be careful." "Absolutely, it was a lapse of judgement on my part and from next time I will refrain from repeating the same mistake." "By the way, I am Neelanjla Singhania." "Sanjana Kashyap, Ma'am." And with that we departed our ways. {} 14:00 o'clock Singhania Mansion Mumbai Neelanjla Singhania was sipping her cup of tea when she suddenly remember the girl who collided with her. That girl was beautiful, innocent but at same time smart, confident and strong.

“Fuck” A loud curse woke me up from my nap and I saw what Ananya was looking at. I had slept for almost half an hour and Anu was still on my lap and my legs felt numb by then. Groaning I adjusted myself while her eyes were still fixed on the laptop screen as she had just seen a ghost. “What happened, Anu?” “I think I know who helped Rehan runaway.” My form tensed while her eyes were still on the laptop screen. “Who?” “Tanya Shrivastav.”

Anya knew that it was too soon to trust or fall in love with a person but she couldn't neither help controlling her emotions nor falling for him. ___♡♡♥♥♡♡___ Anya was wearing her favourite Anarkali* dress. It was a pure georgette red and black Anarkali with side pannel and embroidered neckline and check border with pure chiffon dupatta. She looked in the mirror and smiled at her beauty. She told priya, her maid, the necessary medications that has to be given to Rahul's mother and walked towards the door. Rahul was waiting in the car. She opened the car's door and sat next to the driver's seat where Rahul was sitting. Rahul stared at her looking as though he was frozen by the sight in front

I told Manav. Manav just nodded. Aanchal: Don't tell me you haven't seen 50 first date. I almost jumped on my bed and screamed. Manav: Big deal. I haven't seen it. Aanchal: I really feel pity for your ex-girlfriend. Manav: Well you are my first girlfriend sweetheart. Aanchal: I don't believe you. How can you be single? You are smart, handsome, quirk, funny. How can you be single till now?

Mom said. "Nothing, Mom. You must take some rest we both will prepare it. You just taste it and compliment us for our skills" Mr Perfect said with an evidence of spasm of happiness and excitement in his eyes. "Mom! You once taste the halwa made by the world's best cook Ranveer singhaniya and her assistant cook Aahana. You just wait for some time and see the magic of the taste." Veer was boasting so much, much more than what was necessary.