Famous Love Novels By Indian Authors の小説・ストーリー

These are all my personal favorite premium short stories which I have been saving for days and it is time this gold comes to light to meet the readers. Leave your comments please and show me what love is? You Dear Author Avi22Nash

Suddenly, Simran said with excitement," Hey, isn't she Sajal Seikh? The most popular designer." " Hmm," I replied controlling my tears. Then she again said with the same excitement," And isn't he Sehreyar Al Seikh? The number one businessman in India. Oh, God. They look so perfect together. Seems like a match made in heaven. " " Are you done? Can we leave this place? I asked her with a tight smile. She said looking at them having an aww expression," Look, they are so much in love. They are looking........"

Haider, who was a quirky and charming neurosurgeon, could hardly be described as anything except trouble personified. The kind of man, whom she never thought she could give a second thought about, least of all get involved with.Yet, little did she know that all her prayers had led her to someone, who was going to challenge everything she had ever believed in and break down the barriers she had spent a lifetime building. Fate brought them together but love tore them apart. “We are all fools in love.” ~Pride & Prejudice

"Six months since the wedding, and..." She downed the rest of the drink. The burn in her throat was the only thing that made her feel alive. Finn, her husband, treated her like a piece of furniture, he hadn't even touched her. Not on their wedding night, and not a single night since. He was always 'at the office' or 'traveling,' leaving her to rot. "I’m sure Mr. Finn is just—" "Busy? Tired? Bored of me?" Larissa laughed, a jagged, bitter sound. She stood up, the world tilting dangerously. "I’m going to my room, don’t bother waking me up for breakfast. There’s no point."

She murmured and not even a minute passed before I heard her soft snores as she slipped into sleep, exhausted and satisfied. It was so fucking crazy… whoever would've thought that once upon a time I’d go to India and fall head over heels in love with an Indian beauty, now my wife and my lioness. Not me for sure. ____ A. Gupta

And I really feel like a dumb bitch. I politely thank the delivery man as I receive the package. I look for any confidential note but find nothing, so I unwrap it. As I open the package, my eyes go wide, so wide that they might fall out of my face anytime. I heard a lot about it but never read it. The book of sexual pleasure, Kama Sutra. Kama Sutra is one of the great classics of erotica, renowned for its detailed advice on love and lovemaking. It's an Indian Sanskrit book that is translated into English.

When grandma mention raghavan ex -lover, harshika begin to argue with herself about maya's name, “Oh, it means. Raghavan ex-lover name is maya. I already knew that he had an ex-girlfriend, but now only I got chance to know her name. Nice name !!. Yet, her name is not charming and elegant as my name, harshika.. Harshika. Harshika. Harshika. Harshika.” Harshika chanted her name over and over in her mind, to prove herself that her name is more charming than maya's. However, somehow harshika attention again turned to grandma when grandma whimpered as she was saying,

"So much of the language of love was like that- you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in sight of him, you swallowed him whole" ADRIJA ... A beautiful frame of a young woman was put on the centre of the prayer table and an earthen Diya lit up in front of the frame. Everyone was there with their misty eyes. Today was the birth anniversary of 'MOMPI SARKAR' - The dead lover of Rudra Singh Rathore and the birth mother of Ansh Davis Grey.

', I nodded, fresh lines of tears dampening my cheeks. I'm Saanvi advait singh, a low class girl who married my prince charming, an actual prince but not everyone's story is fairytale, mine's not for sure...I never deserved his deception, hate, anger and disgust but I received this all as my wedding gift. I'm his wife but namesake wife and I'm nothing more than a servant of these giant four walls. And this is my love story build on pillars of hate, vageance and regrets! A sinless beauty often lures the darkest devils, obscured in an overcast waiting to ravage on her scrumptious body...

He'd never done that before, without giving an excuse, and she knew something was bothering him. He felt a great sadness. So he thought he could choose who to love. Well, maybe a man like Karim Khan could, but she couldn't. For her, love would come, whether she liked it or not, overcoming her inhibitions and overcoming her common sense. She would love first and then ask if she was right or not. It was strange to know that. Almost as if he had already fallen in love. But he wasn't in love. He had never given his heart to anyone, not even a little piece of it.