Chandani Sharma Novels & Stories

A billionaire, Handsome, Soft hearted, sensible and mature first Prince of the Kingdom Gadh of India. His world revolves around his family as his heart beats for them and he can become a MONSTER if anyone even think to harm his families. ~CHANDNI Singh is a 24 years old girl from India, who lives in a cage named Society. She is a beautiful, brave, sensible and mature girl but she always lost every battle of her life in front of her parents who never cared about her, gave her the love and happiness that she deserves. This story is a romantic journey of two different people who stuck together in the most unexpected situation of their life that lead them to the aisle and tied them with seven vo

said Sukriti. There was another round of applause in the auditorium for her. Ria noticed that this time all the teachers who were present at the event clapped for her. Wearing a dark green simple sari with heavy embroidery on the blouse, the dark-skinned girl walked like a queen on the stage. Not only did she look elegant, but she also looked very confident. However, unlike Alisha, Aakshi did not give any flying kisses. "Please welcome our final contestant. Contestant number thirteen, Ria Singh!" said Akhilesh. With her heart pounding, Ria proceeded to walk on the platform.

Seeing him so angry, Tanmay got a little scared, because Shivam's anger was as if the god of hell had come to earth. "I just got a little detail out of it." Tanmay spoke with a little stammering.” "What are the details?" Shivam asked calmly and with surprise.” Tanmay was happy to see him so calm and surprised because this was the first time that Shivam was ready to know about someone like this. Otherwise he was only concerned with his work and himself. But then he said sadly, "Actually, Tanya is the daughter of the first wife of Chandigarh's businessman Mr. Khanna, but no one knows much about her that she is the daughter of such a rich family. Her father remarried as soon as her mother died.

I clicked on the video of the report, and Kimberly’s pitiful face appeared on the screen. “Hello everyone, I’m the whistleblower, Kimberly Scott. Honestly, I really didn’t want to offend Ms. Amelia, but I was forced to speak up because I had no other choice. “I’m just a girl from a slum, and I really don’t understand why Ms. Amelia has been targeting me so frequently. Even the James Family Sponsorship spot that I had earned through my own abilities was canceled with just a word from her.

Mr parmesh Chauhan and Mrs Dhani Chah her nanaji was a retired Supreme Court Judge, her nani was a housewife Sanjana"s parents Naira and sandeep, were married against the wishes of her grandparents. Naira Chauhan was a perfect example of beauty with a brain. She was a strong minded woman who fell in love with Sandeep Singh who was an orphan and was her classmate. Sandeep did all his education through scholarship as he was a brilliant student soon his hard work paid off and he got a job in a reputed MNC of Delhi.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

she replied " Where ? " He asked " Me ? I am ...... Office .... A business consultancy " she replied with much difficulty and it was getting more uncomfortable for her to sit in front of him as time passes. Actually this is what real Siddarth Singh Khurana , that posh guy who has every pride of been a Khurana.

,, Ansh said to him It's our humble request to you Chasey .... ,, Shaurya spoke and Chase pouted and they went to watch other performances. . . . Night ANSH CHANDNI's wedding:- What are you doing here ? .... ,, Abhimanyu asked his sisters but his intense eyes were on Taapur who didn't lifted her eyes to look at him

"Harsh truth, you're not the only one in this race. You can't walk here, you need to run." Before I could reply, he halted in front of a lady, probably in her thirties. A smile spread over her face, seeing Piyush and she hugged him and he hugged her back. Parting, she kissed him on his cheek and I controlled my gag. "Piyush, no long time no see." "Busy with work." He passed her a tight smile. She nodded wearily and settled her gaze on me. Her perfect trimmed eyebrow raised up in question. "Meet one of my assistant, Sanchi. And Sanchi, she's Savita, owner of pisha brand." It was one of the known brands of India for its formal dresses.

In her mind that was not often used to think, the young girl was trying to compile another rebuttal for the sharp-mouthed uncle in front of her. "But I'm still in high school, uncle. I haven't graduated yet. You must know that I am still seventeen years old." Charisa almost had tears in her eyes when she said that. "You have got menstruation, right? A girl who has had a menstrual cycle is a woman. A woman has been ready to have a baby." Said Skandar calmly. He, Skandar Alexander Hemingway, always took profit in everything, and he did not want to lose surely, especially if it related on his rights.