Bridgerton Sharma Novels & Stories

The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.

I smirked " this facetime shit of yours is boring, alright bring her here, and your ass better be back in 3 hours or I'm calling your wife!" she threatened " aight aight, be there shortly " I said. I seriously have a meeting with a lady called Shamika Williams, im a business man what I do? I buy and sell houses, estates,apartments etc " Britt get your stuff we going to nana's house " I yelled coz Brittney was upstairs in her room

Talk about men and she'll forget everything else. I explain how Harsh looks like, trying my best to hide my giggles thinking about him. I also tell her about the mysterious Ajay and Shruti. How Shruti is a fashion designer. "Oh my gosh! Is she? Wow! I mean, definitely she will be. She's the daughter of such a reputed and rich family. But did she tell you what courses she did to become a fashion designer? Please tell me if you know." Lai throws her questions like bullets and I don't mind getting hit by them.

“You said you had the truth.” “I do,” he replied. “But it’s not safe to say it here.” “Then why bring me here?” “Because you won’t listen anywhere else.” She swallowed. “What do you know?” He hesitated, scanning the pier. “Alexander didn’t marry you for money. Or inheritance.” Her stomach tightened. “Then why?” “Because he needed a shield.” The word landed hard. “A shield against what?” “Against people who believe he has something they want.” “And what is that?”

She was grateful for everything in her life until Farzan Shah entered her life. Farzan Shah, a twenty-nine year old billionaire never tolerates a single disorder in his life especially when they are wrapped around lies. Just in order to teach a person a life-long lesson he came across Aysham Zubair a girl who got twisted with his fate after others' lies.

"Oh fine just don't burn my hair else I'll hunt you down. *~*~*~*~* I never thought smiling could be this painful, probably because it's a fake smile. We've been downstairs for the past thirty minutes taking different pictures. Also, I had a huge rock aka a diamond ring on my fingers. The media was in charge of that, they wanted to get an inside scoop on the newest catch—that would be me—of Las Vegas' most eligible bachelor—that would be Xavier. So we've been taking pictures like crazy and pretending to be so much in love so the hashtag will be the cutest couples ever.

Name- Nitra Sharma Age- 21years Family- Father and Mother Siblings- Only Child Education Qualification- Pursuing Pharmaceutical Languages Known- English, Hindi Marital Status- Single (Never Even had a BOYFRIEND).................... After reading that she was single an unknown smile more of a smirk was plastered on Vikram’s face being a womaniser he was he knew what was going on in his mind. Closing the file he called Aarav for further plan execution. ON THE PHONE Aarav: “Hello, yes sir”. Vikram: “I want that girl in the basement by tomorrow night but remember don’t even lay a hand on her if you don’t want any damage to be done to you”.

"Master Young..." "Don't worry." Vince sneered, "I will protect you. The Sharma Family is nothing!" At 3 PM, a tweet suddenly appeared on the internet, shocking all netizens! Famous pianist Lynn Sharma had an affair with the heir of Smith Media and had hung out more than once. In just three minutes, this tweet was pushed to the top of the trending list. Netizens felt like they had received an adrenaline rush, and started passionately typing on their keyboards to vent their emotions.

"Then that's a damn shame, but there's no point, so no." "Okay. Emma Watson?" "Hermione Granger?" "That's her," Lakshmi nodded. Mark frowned. "No. Whenever I see her on TV or in the press I just see the little girl. Too weird." Lakshmi chuckled. "Okay, What about Rihanna?" "Nutjob. No." "You sure? She's single, really huge at the minute and hot too." "No. I like her music, but there's something scary about her." "Okay, Hayden Panetierre?" Lakshmi suggested. "She likes to date sports guys, and there's nothing definite about her dating anyone just now. What do you think?"

I also have my job, so I no longer talk nonsense to her. I am currently a designer Siya, the principal costume designer of Noble Dame, one of the world's leading eveningwear brands, and leading at Nevy owned by a college friend of mine, Zelda Tabicas. Zelda is three years older than me, Noble Dame was founded by her grandmother, Cilia Tabicas, at that time the business was not bad, although it was successful, it was still submerged in thousands of fashion brands in the country. By the time Zelda took over and I became their designer, Noble Dame was taken to new heights and went overseas.