Hindi Story Novels & Stories

“Where are you right now?” Natasha laughed. “Boss, its Sunday today. Have you forgotten?” Is that Chanda? Tulani mouthed the question to her. Natasha nodded. “Bring the phone here,” he grabbed it from her before she could protest. “Ba Chanda, why are you interrupting my date? Do you want to lose your job?” “Sorry boss,” Mr Chanda quickly apologized. “But we have an emergency. You know that we are supposed to have Mr Kaponda as a guest on Richard’s show tonight right?”

"Fei! I'm in the shower!" "Okay, you were taking too long so I wanted to check if you're okay." "Thanks!" "Who's the girl?" Tess asked. "Jia Fei. She's a Chinese lady. She's a hacker." "How many of you are here?" "Three." "Who's the third?" "Han Tae-ho." "Mateo?" Tess raised an eyebrow. "Tae-ho," he corrected her. "He's Korean. He's the scientist. He's Fei's boyfriend."

I worked in a small restaurant in the city of Oaxaca, I was from the center, I was born precisely in the center, my parents had emigrated from a town that was very far from the city, so I was born in the city, they emigrated to have a better life when they got married and they were very young, they decided to get married as soon as possible, before they gave my mother to an old man, yes, to put it clearly, before they sold her to an old man, so they had to flee from the town and already in the city with my father's parents, they got married immediately, so that they could have a better life, they got married immediately, so that if my mom's parents found them, they couldn't do anything like

I took her away from there, holding her back before they both started clawing at each other’s faces. “No, let me go, E,” she growled, “I am not done with him.” “Calm down, Jhansi Ki Rani,” I whispered in her ear, my arms cinching around her small waist. Her face relaxed and she let out an adorable snort. Kiara Sharma, my best friend since I could learn to walk, was Indian. I had the honor to befriend her when her family moved next to our apartment and her parents took every opportunity to tell us stories about great Indian warriors. Especially Jhansi Ki Rani as she was our favorite.

Mithran asked in amusement. "You really want to know? Great!" Drishti took a chair next to Mithran and started narrating a story about how some goons kidnapped her for ransom, and how Shravan came to rescue her as her knight in shining armor, and how he swept her off her feet and how they fell in love. Shravan closed his eyes in disbelief. "Was drama in your life not enough that you made the story too dramatic?" Shravan asked, and Drishti pouted.

she said again. When her Mom first told her that she was going to be changing schools, she wasn't happy, she hated being the new girl at school, the one that everyone stared and pointed at but now, she was determined never to let some spoiled brats at Maverick High bring her down. She finished with breakfast, picked up her backpack and went out to the car, her Mom got into the driver's seat and they were off.

Now I can take a long cold shower! ~~~~~~~ So that was the first chapter. Hope you liked it guys. This is an Indian romance so ofc, Hindi will be used in many chapters. I've translated the words so those who don't know Hindi can also understand. Hope you liked the chapter. If you like the book, please add it to your library and don't forget to leave a review. There is an Indian sweet dish! Thank you very much :)

Sid Pov's . hi Sid Sharma. I have a one-year-old daughter. Her name is Aarzoo, well she is like my life after her. Please don't ask this after whom? I am at that stage where I just hate to talk about that girl but I am in love with that girl. My daughter lives mostly with my brother and her wife because of my job. I am an army officer, I have to go on any mission any time. Due to this, I lost so many childhood moments of my daughter But whenever I come back from the mission and see my daughter, I get a strange relief.

VIHU's granny was still following him without fail and they both failed what the last wish or task which should be finished by her which was still pending. Vihu visited ten cities , three villages of three states of India. He was so glad that he could see nature's beauty and could meet a lot of people; also could understand family values, friendship and society's customs, rituals' pros and cons. When his grandpa ( Mr. V.K.Nair) had told him stories he mostly did not understand the meanings behind , but after this great one year journey, one by one his questions also started to be solved.

maybe not just friends more than friends but less than a couple! I knew one thing from a very young age I wanted a love story of my own like my parents. My parents' story was quite fascinating for me. My father fall in love with my mother in Delhi when he was going to the "Supreme Court" for some work. Back then my mother was a school teacher at a school in Delhi. They met in a restaurant in Delhi, the place was crowded at that time my mother was waiting for Malhotra uncle and my father was waiting for his colleague. Apparently, only one table was available at that time and there was raining outside so, they had to share a table and Baba started the conversation with Ma, Ma was nervous at fi