Arshi Novels & Stories

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.

Fuck, why was I having an erection? Well, we came out of the room and were walking on the streets. Have I told you my name? No? Oh, I am really sorry. My name is Arsh. Not a common name, but this name is what my father gave me. I was the same age as Subham, am better looking and I did not suffer from premature balding either. I am a good-looking guy; you know. I have short silky black hair, beard, yellow skin and I also have a toned body. But who looked at all these? They only wanted money which I didn't have.

Aishwarya asked in frustration. "Oh, his name is Digvijay Singh, he is a tough cookie. But don't worry, I am sure we can do something. I will ask other lads I know to give assistance to Rana if required." Balram assured her. Aishwarya nodded thankfully and left for her home, deep in thought.

🌹 Who I Choose (Part 2)🌹 An India love action story.... 🎤🎤 ....People, some will fly beyond the stars. People, some will fall.... 🎤🎤 🖋️ Writer Pov 🖊️ Ashwini couldn't help but snort loudly at Arjun's useless possessive tone. She would love to see Arjun take Rohit down. A 5'9 ft Arjun against a 6'3 ft Rohit, not to include Rohit impressive muscles, Arjun really has a death wish.

Malcolm smiled, “for the record, it is Malcolm and not sir. You can call me Malcolm” Nodding her head in confusion, aura spoke up, “Do you want to be my friend?” She asked. “It is me wanting to say I am sorry for treating you badly since you came into our lives, you just wanted to help Liam and I ended up scolding you for everything” “Hmm”she nodded and kept quiet, they both kept staring at each other for what seemed like ages until she felt a hand on her arm and that was when she jolted out of her reverie. Malcolm was talking about the tattoo on her upper arm and she zoned out.

Alessandro asked looking as sexy as ever with his black shirt and a few buttons at the top undone showing his tattooed chest. "I think I might order spaghetti" I said looking down at the menu. "Have you seen anything you like?" "I have, she's sitting right infront of me" He smirks flashing me a wink.

she asked. The guard hesitated, his eyes darting nervously. “It’s Victor. He’s... he’s been ambushed.” To Be Continued...

He seems interested in me before he knew that I am the Max who lied to him and now that he found out that we're only one person, I thought he will get mad at me but it's the other way around. He even hired me again to go back to his company and that's a relief. I can take back my job again and earn money but as we always see each other at the workplace, something felt igniting. I thought he's becoming kind and teased to me but that makes me get worried too. He's Asher Aragon of Ace Company, a billionaire bachelor businessman and a respected human being. When you compared us, I'm just one of his shoes, always in the lower part of the society.

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

He carelessly pushed Selah on the floor and she fell hard. Krouen led his way to the entrance and swung the door open, only to see an unfamiliar face. "Who are you?" Confusion draws his face when he sees an arid-looking man with a box of macaroons. "My name's Archer and I live..." He pointed at his house on the other side of the road, "There." His plain gazes made Krouen even baffled, he composed himself and sighed. "What do you want?"