Indian Fanfic Novels & Stories

I have read many love stories but mine is my favorite! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ I don't know how many of you have liked this chapter but after reading your comments in the previous parts I get to know that those who don't belong to India are enjoying the Indian culture, festivals, etc that I have described in this story and believe me guys I feel so happy and proud whenever you say that you are loving it as you get to know more and more about Indian culture. So I thought of writing one chapter on the grand Indian wedding and why not when it is our Ana and Rudra who was going to caged in the love of each other forever 🤭😉.

Both gave a deathly glance at each other. "Idiot, there is no manner in this Mr. Arrogant. How can he stay with an unknown girl in the same room? The biggest stigma on Indian culture." Aaina thinks while checking her bags. "Which type of girl, she is.? I think, fully characterless. Which Indian girl stay in the same room with a stranger man? Same on her. It's really ridiculous. All girls are same, lusty, gold digger and characterless.'' Harsh thinks and hatred hovers over his face.

"Am I nefarious to you to hide? Am I bringing shame to you? Am…" "SHshhhhhh! Never think like this. You have Indian blood and I have Italian. Think our Damien is the mix of two cultures. A prideful Indian and an arrogant Italian deadly combination. I am happy to have you beside me , none allowed to get you except me. Only I am the beholder of your every sight. Even I have to slaughter male species on this bloody earth." he gritted his teeth. Nandini saw a lethal obsession in his eyes which made her inner side excited and hate at the same time.

shouted Yura irritably. "Emm about that-" "Brother said he likes me, but what is the reality, he even lives with Amayra, even that girl is still in high school!" snorted Yura "It's possible that Inder only thinks of that girl as his sister, you forget that Inder doesn't have a sister, so maybe they're close only to younger siblings? Inder couldn't possibly date a little girl like him, he told me himself Amayra wasn't his ideal type."

I said, taking a sip of my favourite chicken soup. “So she also trapped you like she trapped your grandpa?” Lia arched an eyebrow. “Wow, just great!! Her fan following is increasing every day.” She glared at me. “You called me here in the café to admire her in front of me?” “It’s not like that. I am just stating what I observed.” I retorted. “I am certain she is pretending to be nice. I have searched a lot last night about Indian girls and all I discovered is that they are cunning and gold diggers.” Lia spoke, and I couldn’t hold my chuckle.

“India swore Domini was a former Soviet spy posing as a chef. And she was in Wyoming hiding from her checkered, murderous past with the Russian mob.” India snorted. “Come on, can you blame me? People were gossiping about her. I just made the gossip more…colorful. I added a virtual tattoo to her, if you will.” Skylar groaned. “Does everybody have to be tattooed in your world?” “Yep. It makes the world so much more colorful.” “Has anybody ever guessed the truth?” Jessie asked. “Or does everyone believe you’re a deposed Russian princess who used to be a knife-wielding Soviet spy and who was kicked out of Bosnia?”

he was brutally jerked out of his world of fantasy with a hard slap on the back of his back. “Have you anything useful to say or should I cancel the order for Indian Princess?” “NOOOO,” eyes wide, big open mouth and a jump like a monkey straight to Tazz’s feet, “No bro No, don’t do this to me, I’ll tell you the jackpot plan,” Then he got up and came nearer to Tazz’s face, “bro, how about you getting Mahira pregnant?” Tazz looked at Anuj like he was looking at his biggest enemy,’

Nina understood his unasked questions, so replied before he asked her, “Well, Boss never paid more attention to her. But her last kidnapping brought an earthquake in Boss's life.” “And now, we can see the future. If this line goes ahead, soon we will see a new young master, Aaron,” Nina giggled. Angad was still shocked. “How is it possible?” Angad was still shocked. “How stupid you are!” Nina slapped her forehead and asked him, “Are you really from India or somewhere else?” “What rubbish! You know I am from INDIA,” Angad was irritated now. “Then, how could you forget your mythology stories?” Nina rested her hands on her hips and pouted making a stunned face.

to be there with you, share our days, to be a part of your life, if not at least by admiring you from far, it took me courage to write a chit to you, you remember the day in beach, how you were gazing at sky I knew you were missing your family I wanted to lend my shoulder to you console you, but I stopped myself instead I thought of sending a chit to cheer you up, I didn't know why it came to mind may be coz of how I admired you always I came up to write that name more over I didn't want to reveal myself yet, and from there the journey of admirer begin, I was happy with the fact I could be a part of your life, I always had my men's to protect you, whenever I saw your picks with cafe laughin

The small sarcastic chuckle Indi allows to slip past her no doubt perfectly painted lips is one that promises no pleasantries. “Personally, I don’t fucking like you and would much rather see one of your brothers, preferably Dante standing here making a deal with me, but beggars can’t be choosers” I hear her say as I make a few silly faces at mads even though she’s too tiny to really even pay me any type of attention. “Why the hell should I help you when you clearly still don’t understand what the hell you did in the first place to make Durani run away in the first place.” Indi say’s not holding back her clear distain for Damien’s behavior.