India First Night Novels & Stories

I think there is something new in my life from the moment I landed in India, something new. I got out of my trance as my phone started to ring. I picked it up in two rings. "Yes," "Hello, baby," I stopped as I checked the phone screen. It was my so-called new rumored girlfriend Jennifer she comes on the list of top models in London. "Honey, what happens after visiting India you don't feel like calling me?" I can imagine she is pouting. "How can I forget you," I said while plastering a smirk on my face. "I need you." Her voice is demanding and desperate.

The first terrorist organization exploded with chaos. With one phone call from Truman, everyone immediately came online. Because they were in different regions with different time zones, it was past 3 am in local time in Australia, when people were peacefully sleeping. Captain and Robin were both enraged, and Victor in Paris was also woken up after just falling asleep, filled with anger, but all awakened by this news. All sleep vanished, and Rose and Camellia were sunbathing on the beach, leisurely holding a computer each to go online.

“This is serious. And he knows I’m not ready to do it right now, but we’re spending alone time tonight, and if other stuff happens, I want to be prepared.” India pursed her lips, her lime green hair twisted in a braided bun and her eyes narrowed. “Maverick knows you’re a virgin, right?” “Yeah, he knows.” “He’ll take it easy on you, and if he doesn’t, I’ll put my size eight boot up his pee-hole.” I chuckled. “I know he’ll be easy on me, India, I just, I don’t want to look stupid.”

Nadia: "Don’t judge me, but hear me out. Just look. I know you wouldn't want to do it but the money is a lot and I know you need it. You don't even need to do it again. Below the message was a link to a private escort arrangement forum: Clean. High-end. Discreet. One night. $3,000 guaranteed. I stared at the screen for a long time. NO. I replied to Nadia immediately but this money could cover a great deal "Well, it's not like I'm going to be the first to do this", I quickly snapped out of that thought "I just can't see myself doing it" but it's just a night, maybe I could... just maybe...

By 4:00 PM, the blinding hot anger that had carried me away from the plaza of the Kane Empire had settled into the center of my chest. The tears had dried on my cheeks, leaving tight, itchy tracks across my skin that I cleaned away with the sleeve of my oversized knit sweater. I didn't look in the mirror this time. I already knew what was there: a girl who had sold her dignity for a single night, now forced to pay the price in blood, sweat, and secrecy.

There were only a few cars driving on the road, unlike my country, Nigeria where cars and buses and even trailers with heavy goods and commodities drove anytime, on the road, repeating a cycle that never stops. Surprisingly, my legs didn't hurt from the cold emanating from the rain. I took it as a good sign. India looked promising as much as it looked beautiful in the night time. Although, it wasn't as beautiful as Abu Dhabi, but it spoke to my soul in some kind of way. When we got to Fortis hospital, it was so silent, the people who stayed around were asleep since it was in the middle of the night but of course, the medical team members who were definitely scheduled for the night shift were

I stupidly announce, and he turns to me, raising his brows. "Truth or Dare. " He lets out a small laugh but agrees anyways, and I do a little victory dance as he turns to me, so his body is facing me. "Okay, I'll go first. " I raise my hand up like a kid, grinning at him. "Truth or Dare. " "Truth. " He smirks, and I tap my chin like I'm thinking deeply of something. "Okay. Where were you that night? The night you came back home looking bloody and with such a temper. "

Namit ****** It's 7 in the morning and my plane is about to land. It's been more than 3 years but I couldn't gather the courage in those 3 years to come to India, where my family resides. I was so much filled with hatred towards her that I detached myself from everything which reminds me of her. I never came back to Delhi because I knew she too lives here and it won't be easy for me. I agree I was being a coward but not anymore. I left because of her and now I came back only because of her.

It was eleven in the night and yet, streets were filled with people. “So, how do you like our country?” Devi asked, laughing still. “Crowded,” I murmured as I looked out. “No one sleeps here, is it?” I demanded as I saw a crowd of people around an incredibly small tea stall. “This is Mumbai! Business capital of India. Here only color of sky changes Jayden, crowd does not,” Devi grinned. There was a minute silence, and then Devi burst out, “Oh come on, bro,” she spoke, and then added, “I have finally gotten someone with whom I can talk to freely, alright. So, of course, I am happy!”