Indian Love Novels & Stories

, She said annoyed. "Fine. I need help. Please.", I said in haste. "Continue.", She said yawning again. I told her the whole story of my hate to love relationship. After a few minutes of thought she said, "Good to know that you found your brain and are now regretting. Proud of you brother. Now, my idea is go and be friends with Akansha because a great Indian man had said that 'Love is Friendship'. So now keep my phone and go get your girl.", She said.

I inquired , smiling just as widely "So back in India , there's this celebration that happens every year on the full moon date of Falgun month called Holi. Basically is the a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as Festival of colors ,love and spring.." This was so interesting..I couldn't help the malicious smile that found its place on my face "So let me guess, it's the celebration tomorrow?" "Right , Anushka's father invited me ,they are celebrating Holi tomorrow at the colony " Sammy admitted , making me clap my hands in excitement Jackpot!! "Exactly what I needed Sammy my friend" I grinned, imagining all the drama unfold in my head "Just imagine ,the spectacle ,the audience

"Was it love or was he just lost in lust? He kept thinking. He could not fall in love he never wanted to fall in love not after his last heartbreak. ********* Five years ago, he was so in love with Mary, his business associate. He was deeply in love with her and everyone knew about It. He would do anything just to see her happy . He already discussed wedding plans with her and was getting everything ready. One day he went to her place in a bid to surprise her with a ticket to the Maldives for a vacation. He stopped in the hallway as he could hear some muffled sounds coming from her room. He looked through and saw her straddled untop of Bruno, his other business associate. They were having

This Love To forget the pain she is feeling when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her half-sister, Lumiere went to the club to get drunk and find herself. There, she met Rage Forger, a snobbish but handsome man. At first she thought she wouldn't get his attention however when she drunk danced on the dance floor, suddenly someone hugged her back she immediately felt his warm body and fragrant smell.

In fact, I just want to cover up a confused brain. What should I do? What should I do? Does Dad know? "Go ahead. I know." Zhang Guowen seemed to hear the panic in her mind. "There are still thirty thousand..." Liu Liu could not stop, almost broke down and cried out. How can this money be enough? Zhang Guowen closed his eyes in Liu Liu's cry. Thirty thousand? He knew Liu Cui would leave, but he didn't expect her to be so cruel. For Zhang Guowen, life has exhausted all his energy. What is love? He doesn't understand. All he knew was that Liu Cui was his woman, he was a man, and he wanted to support the family.

He chuckles. "Would you like to stay for dinner? I ordered Indian food," Bailey asks. I look at Dex, and he looks at me. "Tempting, but I need to get home," He says while looking back at her. She nods before turning to me and hugging me. I hug her back. "We can talk some more later," I whisper. "Yes, please." She pulls back and gives me a warm smile. Ken walks around her and walks up to me. He doesn't hesitate before hugging me. I hug him back, and he hums.

And definitely, it was not she expected at all, since she disliked the man since her high school days. "You must get used to it, Liv," anito. "I am one to give many compliments to my girl. And also, my love language is touch. So I think, you would have to find ways to adjust to that." Napatango siya. "Don't worry. I got it." "You do?" anito na nakalapit na sa kanya. Napatigil naman siya nang biglang hinawi nito ang buhok niya at inipit sa tenga niya.

Maria replied with a sad tone. “What do you mean hold?” Daria asked again but Maria seemed hesitant, “I’m sorry if am offending you” Daria drew back. “No it’s fine I actually had a terrible experience with love” Marisa paused asking for another refill, “I fell in love with the most beautiful man I had ever seen, but he wasn’t in love with me at the time we met, my friend seduced him” she paused again. “And they had a fall out leading to his disappearance, so hear I am, unable to find love again”she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Sometimes, it creeps in silently… like a crack in a glass vase — invisible at first, but deepening with time until it shatters completely. I was twenty-seven when I married Ravi. He was everything my parents had wanted — tall, soft-spoken, working in an IT company with a foreign assignment history. Our horoscopes matched, and our families exchanged sweets and garlands like people passing on fragile dreams. I wasn’t in love with him when we married, but I believed I would grow into it. That’s what Indian women are told, aren’t we? "Love happens after marriage, son.," they said. Love comes later — after the sindoor, the rituals, and the sacrifices.

The Connel from Vienna was gone. “I loved you,” she whispered. He met her eyes. “You know your problem? That word you keep using- ‘love’, I'm certain you don't know the meaning. You've never felt what it's like to be loved so how do you know how to love?” Tori felt shattered. “They'll escort you out.” Connel said, leaving the guest lounge. His shoulder squared like a man who had certainly cleaned the house. Tori was gone. But peace was a lie.