Books Set In India Novels & Stories

"You know Aunt Iman will live here now." At night, after they returned from Madiha's house, Madiha told Zamin, excitedly. "What?" Zamin, who was engrossed in his phone, raised his head and asked. "Aunt Iman won't go back to London, she will stay here in India with mummy papa." Taking of her bracelet, Madiha explained. "That's nice, she must be alone in London. It is a good thing she decided to live here with everyone." Zamin nods his head and again focuses on his phone.

"We will go to book shopping." "My book," I whispered. "I got it online. It wasn't available in India yet. I got it shipped from the UK with author's signature." "I will order. Don't cry." Tears came to my eyes at seeing the condition of my book. "Bookworm, calm down. I will buy you a book set. I will buy any book you say. I will buy harry potter themed things. You wanted those book subscriptions from Canada, right? I will get them. Just don't cry."

And this February 2023, I decided to make an English version due to several requests from global readers both on I*******m DM's and in the comments session. Let me give you things to know. So, when you read this book, you won't feel bored just because it's quite different from other pure English books. As i am a writer from Indonesia, the background of this story to be sure also setted in Indonesia. More precisely, the in capital city of this country, Jakarta. Honestly, I wanted make this English version's on foreign setting (like my other friends) so that global readers could feel familiar with every things. But after I reconsidered, it seems that it will affect the essence of this book its

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It feels like a sanctuary in a foreign land, a place where our hearts find peace and our souls are embraced. The suite was a haven of tranquillity amidst the bustling city. It was elegantly furnished with rich fabrics, warm lighting, and tasteful artwork. The large windows offered a breathtaking view of the city's skyline, with the iconic India Gate standing tall in the distance. With hearts racing with anticipation, Rahul and Rachna settled into their luxurious suite, marking the start of their exhilarating adventure in India. As they stepped inside, they were impressed by the hotel's impeccable attention to detail and its thoughtful approach to catering to their preferences.

Chapter 42 India's POV The first thing I notice when I wake up isn’t the sound of the city, it’s the stillness. For a few rare seconds, Manhattan feels muted. The skyline outside my window glows faintly gold, like the world’s taken a deep breath and decided not to exhale yet. I stretch out on the cool sheets, one arm sprawled over the empty space beside me, and the memory hits, that voice, those eyes, that impossible smirk that India Seethal gives when she’s trying to pretend she doesn’t want to stab me or kiss me.

Neha-Dhruv 2. Your favorite seen in the book? 3. Please tell me If you related to the story somewhere? 4. What you don't like in the story? 5. Please do tell me how's the update.

She said as Christian dropped her gently on the floor and she rushed outside. “So?” Christian lifted an eyebrow as Mishka wrapped her arms around his shoulder. “So?” She smiled. “You intentionally kept that book at the podium to remind guests of the adversities Indians faced during British rule in India,” He stared into her eyes. “Nooo!” Mishka said. “Why would I do that?” She asked, and Christian tickled her. “You can’t fool me! The book is about all the atrocities Indians faced and how they were enslaved in the hands of Britishers.” He said and Mishka pouted. “You are no less than Kiara.”

Then she asked him, "Are you okay with sleeping on the couch?" But he did not respond, he was sleeping. Sanaya laid herself on the bed slowly still looking at Nick, without moving her attention from him. She did not know when did she fell asleep... ** It was morning. Yawning Sanaya stretched out her arms. Back then in India, she would see her pet first when she opened her eyes but here, she had no pet sadly. When she stretched out her arms she felt she touched someone. As she opened her eyes she found herself so closer to Nick. "What is he doing here?" She whimpered.

*This is my second book here, I hope you will love this too. "STILL WITH YOU". * English isn't my first language so please ignore any kind of grammatical mistakes and let me know when you spotted. * It's a short and sweet story. Story was setting in South Indian background. Telugu language might appear sometimes but i have written translation so no worries. *Contain mature content and swearing . *I am not a racist for sure and my book doesn't support anything of it . *All characters are just fictional and my imagination. *Last but not least Don't copy my stories or lines IT'S A BIG CRIME .