Novel & Cerita Dharkan Novel By Rania Mehar

Dharani POV ************* Now I am Mrs. Dharani Akash Mehra, sitting on his king sized bed and waiting for my husband to come. I don't know anything about my husband. I just know his name. I don't even know what he does or anything about him. It's an arrange marriage but I am happy that he helped me to come out of the hell and I will be thankful to him for this. I came out of my thoughts when I heard the door sound. My heart started beating at its fastest rate. I can see him through my veil. He is coming near me and I am feeling goosebumps. But suddenly he held my hair in his fist.

"I saw everything. Everything." "Do not work yourself out. What is it all about?" "A calm prelude before the tempest," she said, having a solemn expression staring ahead in the horizon passed the faces of all the inhabitants of Mars who regarded her in concern. She wasn't seeing them but the beast living in that very moment who will possibly cause the earth to be no more. That Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the red dragon in Rahu. The one in whom an Aryan princess shall face in the near future...

Meira admitted. “Then let me host you. There’s a place—Dahan Arnav. Their spiced meat broth, their sesame bread—it’s unforgettable.” Meira and Erik exchanged a glance, then nodded. “We’d love that.” Together, they exited, unaware that above their heads, Hastan was still at war—building walls of fire and steel, his fortress humming with the same relentless pulse as the man himself. And if Meira had looked just once over her shoulder… perhaps she would have felt it. The pull. The weight. The shadow waiting only a floor away.

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He removes a chrome butterfly knife from his pocket and flicks it open. Darryn then points the tip of the knife to Joshua s throat. “Do you think I went to prison for a petty crime?” “Your ranking is a umdota; that’s the number of the twenty-six; you rob people and steal for a living; you’re a hustler; it's not like you have been in for murder.” “No, but I could go to prison for murder and come out two days; later, it's who you know, boy.” “You talk too much.” Joshua looks around and opens the cupboard door. Winter is standing there speechless.

said one of the speakers at the organization's annual gathering seeking everyone's attention present there while maintaining his aura of being cold and confidante as always being the number one personality trait required at his job. Mr. Vikram Seth the name was enough to get one scared enough to start shivering was not only the only heir of AHANA INDUSTRIES but also a RUTHLESS MAFIA after an incident that changed his life and took away his family his parents Mrs. and Mr. Seth and most importantly his sister the one who had been the one adding hope to his life if he was a lamp than she was its light if he was sky than she was his star she was AHANA the name that was significantly known as the

“What’s it about? I can’t remember.” “The novel’s coming along fine,” Eva replied proudly. “In fact, it’s almost done. You can’t remember what it’s about because I didn’t tell you, but nice try.” Tara heaved an impatient sigh and dove into her fare with exaggerated gusto. She hated secrets. Eva consistently refused to divulge the theme of her novels until they were in print. Her way of making it up to her niece and nephew was to present them with autographed first editions. Tara couldn’t understand where Eva came from with her superstitions. Just once she’d like to be able to know the plot before the world did.

If he scared him enough, then he would readily tell everything Drake wanted to know. As he expected, Dhari started to shiver at Drake's words. "Please, don't kill me. I will tell you everything you wanted to know. I am just a hired criminal. We will do anything for money. I just did the same" Dhari is petrified, looking at a dragon in front of his eyes. He never thought he would see one in his lifetime. Dragons are huge and they burn everything with fire when someone angered them. There is no doubt in Dhari's mind that Drake would kill him if Dhari angered Drake. He doesn't want to see him shift into a dragon and burn him to his death.

That the world was crammed with so much more than she or any normal person understood. Rising from the bed, Dhara quietly moved away and found herself standing in front of the dressing table. She saw herself wearing an extra-large t-shirt as a nightdress and noticed her dark hair piled up on top of her head, making her look even messier than she felt inside. But that was not what she was trying to look at. What she was trying to see was what made her special. Zaydan said that she was the healer the packs around the world had been looking for. And if what he said was true—she couldn’t help but believe him now despite their differences—then was it possible that she was actually who he said she

arham narrowed his eyes at him. "Why don't you go inside first," Rehan said to sana, she nodded and left. "surprised aren't you, how can your girlfriend, ditch you for me but what can I do?...my charm is like that, no one can resist it...I feel bad for you, how can your every girlfriend, leave you for me but I hope you don't mind it. I don't want any bad feelings between us."Rehan said with overconfidence. arham closed his fists in anger but smirked.