Indian Fanfic Novels & Stories

She exclaimed loudly as she liked both Christian and Nikhil and she liked the idea of having two daddies like Ivaan. “Let’s sleep Kiara, you blabber nonsense when you are extremely tired.” She said, turning to turn off the lights when Kiara spoke again. “I am saying truth, mummy. I watched a series with Aryan Mamu where a beautiful aunty married five handsome uncles and they all were happy together.” Mishka facepalmed herself as she recalled Aryan watching one of the greatest mythological ancient Indian epics. Mishka asked him not to show it to Kiara as she doesn’t understand Hindi much and now she was demeaning all the meanings connecting the wrong dots.

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But other than the little false hope she secretly harbored, what else could Indira give herself when she was close to a man as handsome as Angka? Indira knew that sooner or later she would be reunited with Arya Wiratama and the half-sister she had never met. But even though she had never met her husband's ex-fiancé, Indira had seen that small round face too many times on her cell phone and other screens. When Arya Wiratama saw Indira, he quickly showed fake affection towards the unwanted illegitimate child, as if he was afraid of offending Angka by disrespecting her. Arya smiled falsely and greeted in a weak voice laden with affection, "Ah my daughter has finally come."

Eventually you will end up where you need to be, with whom you are meant to be with, and doing what you should be doing. ********* So guys here we go with another chapter. Hope you all like and enjoy it. And a very big shout out to Pooja Rajput, Kumkum singh, Ayesha Arshad and Shrutigajendra❤❤ These Angel's have are the top four fans of I H H with 15, 11, 10 and 9 gems respectively. Tnq so so so much lovies for your love and support. It means world to me.❤❤

She suddenly said making me frown. "The ship name for Ms. Anny and Laksh. I was just surfing and found too many people mentioning it and it turns out to be your fiancé. So, I don't know how someone knows whether we love someone or not but you better find the answer and confess properly." She added and I smirked at her. "It doesn't matter what team you are because my Anitha is team... team... Praan. She is the first fan of that team and I am second." I said and gasped as if about to vomit.

Anyways, little more to write so next one's coming pretty soon. On a more serious note, India lost! 😭😭😭😭but I'm so damn proud of the girls for coming this far. They deserve all the praise. Hope you liked this one. Had to clear up a few things so had to write them. Please do vote and comment if you liked this chapter. Don't follow me on I*******m. Thank you so much for reading. Have a super duper week.

I nodded. “It all started about nine years ago. I was still fourteen years old then,” I began. “I was a fan of Bollywood. No day passed without me getting stuck in front of the TV, watching my favorite Bollywood movie. A new season movie began and there he was. I was captivated by his good look as well as the role he played in the movie. I couldn’t express the joy that filled my heart and the imagination that struck my head. Seeing him come closer to his fellow female actors twisted my stomach. My feelings remained a mystery but I knew it was something special and I needed to hold on to it. On one fateful day, I took hold of my mummy’s little phone. It was the first time I was going on F****

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.

Devansh Arora:- Varun is a carbon copy of him by looks as well as behaviour the only difference is that he believes in love and he loves his wife Pallavi Arora. Laasya Chandra, Naitee Chandra, pavan Chamoli, Parth Tandon, Tejas Bala, Parul Thakkar:- they all are Varun's friends and as according to some source Laasya is his girlfriend in name but in reality, she is his fuck buddy nothing else... Is it true or just a fabricated lie.

I spoke. "I am working as a TL in a leading software company. Dedicated employee. I am more of a family person. They are always my first preference. A great fan of our Indian food. Favourite colour: Black and blue; Favorite actors: Thalaivar - Superstar Rajni, Surya and Shiva Karthikeyan; Actress: Nayanthara. I love reading books and cooking. Normal middle-class man. I think that's it." After that, we spoke some general things for a while.