Indian Fanfic Novels & Stories

He had always done what he liked, and he did the same with Shanaya's case. Yes, he would have loved to handle the case himself, but those pleading eyes of Shanaya were, he guessed affective. ................................................................................. A floor down, in Vansh's room, Shanaya was not at peace. Her heart was pounding against her rib, looking at the Ipad in her hand. Staring back at her from the Ipad screen were the eyes of Vihaan. His smile, causing a stir in her body. The picture she had been gaping was of Vihaan standing with Singhania but what was fluttering her was the headlight, which read" Mr Vihaan Singh Rathore, the heartthrob for millions of girls s

"Oh come on, she isn't that bad." "Nancy, you are eating this garbage again. Ria, you are missing your classes again. Nancy, you overfeed yourself and become lazy. Ria, your neckline is too deep. India is the best. Our culture is the best. The non-residential Indians should never be allowed here because they destroy our reputation. It shouldn't be NRI too. They should call them NLI meaning no longer Indians." said Ria mimicking Anusha's voice. Nazia laughed as Ria continued trying to mimic Anusha. She was glad that they were back on good terms. It would have been very difficult trying to live with an unhappy roommate.

I said nearly talking to myself. I can see that he is disturbed with the topic I am continuing because of which I changed it. Or I just thought of doing it but couldn’t do it myself. I just took another turn in the same topic feeling really curious and I know I will never get it’s answer. “I still don’t understand how Dad fell for my Mom. I mean she is Indian and he is Australian. How did he?” I asked him tapping my chin. “That’s the specialty of Indian women. Anyone can fall in love with them.” He replied shrugging like it is the silliest question.

Her curse will break on him like hell. ****** Anayasha and Kamya were dancing in happiness in the room, they were very happy that they were finally going back to India. Namrata tai was looking at them with a smile that how happy both the girls were with the news of going to India. “Finally, we are going to India, I knew that an attack on me would persuade my brother to take me with him to India, I would have got myself attacked long back” As soon as the words came out of Anayasha's mouth, she got a slap on her back head from Namrata.

He makes my hidden sides out with that big die hard fan of Bollywood romance and its king 'Shahrukh Khan'. If truth be told, I never got time to think about this after getting responsible but before that I used to dream and fantasize this alot and Farha always used to get annoyed by my cheesy never ending talks. She used to call me crazy and I used to blush just by imagining all these things happening with me. I love Bollywood and no matter where I live or what I have adapted I can never leave that behind because I am an Indian first and my love is always for my country and things related to it.

"My friend who is a big fan of yours. What to say is just crazy about you. She falls in love with you at first sight. The first time your photo was published in the magazine she became head over heels for you. She even collects your papercut whenever you are in the newspaper or Magazine. Even the wallpaper of her phone is your photo. She's crazy about you. When I saw you at my wedding I was shocked to discover that you are Aadil’s friend.” "Are you serious? I didn't know I had such a fan." Widening his eyes he asked in disbelief. "Of course, who won't want to marry you. You are so hot and handsome, girls are ready to kill each other to marry you.” Innu praised him. "May I know her name?" He

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Abhimanyu closed his eyes and remembered how her laugh and scrunching eyes made his heart to raced frantically inside whenever she played with his cousins Abhimanyu knew that she was not for him . She was too bright and lively from his dark Obsessive side but still there was a tiny of hope in his mind that he could make her as his . . She came to India only to attend the Wedding and after this she will go back to her own world , leaving him alone with his Obsession

he said and crashed his lips on mine Good. Damn, am almost done. That jean shouldn't spoil it. I'm Vikander Jane smith, I'm commonly as Jane smith an I want it to stay that way for now. Nothing is gonna get in my way, I must get what I want, no matter what. "Are we going or not" I said "Oh, sorry I forgot" he said Thinking about Jeany right? She won't be seen for long. I dragged Dave out of the house and boarded a cab, he insisted on driving with his car but I refused.

she said and I nodded "boudi you know I was reading a story on wattpad the Story's name is crazily in love with you and the writer is Aadhya Sengupta." she said "Did it's my Story? I'm the writer of it.. That's the story of my past.." I said and she is shocked "boudi you're the writer? Boudi you don't know dada is your fan.. He only read your stories once I was talking about it and he started reading it.. He was reading all of your stories." she said