Indian Love Story Novels & Stories

Febri is a simple figure who is far from handsome and ideal for Sintia, Febri is the son of an official in the city of Sintia, even the teacher or school principal is still a family that Febri often uses as a shield if Sintia wants to break up. It's true that Febri is dear, indeed Febri is kind to Sintia, but arrogant and stubborn and restrained for Sintia who is not free to choose friends, friends and even TTM. 3 years, like it or not, like it or not, being special friends with Febri. The high school love story that Sintia hoped for didn't go according to her dreams and only became an illusion. College, is the third opportunity to know what is called true love. And opportunities are open be

He leaned back and rested his head, closing his eyes, a smile erupted on his face remembering the sweet love story of his parents and then his own. The story starts 32 years ago... Ranvir Arora and Rajvir Goenka, are two best friends. In simple language, 2 bodies with one soul. Ranvir's family is forcing him to marry a girl, They chose a girl for him, Anita. He was forcibly sent to Anita's house for a visit. Ranvir took the help of Rajvir and both decided to prank the girl, so the girl would break the marriage. They wanted to enjoy their bachelor life.

Ananya said and Inder simply nodded "My life has been on autopilot for the last few years. I have been existing, not living. The only solace in my life was Aarav. I was living only for him. Then you came along. And my heart started beating again. I don't know when you became so important to me, Inder. But when you got into that accident, I realised that I couldn't live without you anymore. Maybe I realised earlier, but I wasn't ready to admit it to myself until then. I am so sorry, that I have been giving you mixed signals all these while. But I need you to know one thing. A part of me will always love Dhruv. He is my first love. That will remain so forever. But you, Inder, are the love of m

Exploring a new country with their husbands and experiencing its rich culture, traditions, and sights filled them with excitement and anticipation. They were going to embark on this journey with open hearts and a sense of adventure, ready to embrace the wonders of India and cherish every moment of their particular time together. Isabella and Linda saw this trip as an opportunity to create beautiful memories and strengthen their bond with their spouses. They envisioned romantic walks through ancient cities, savouring delicious Indian cuisine and immersing themselves in the vibrant colours and sounds of the country. Both Isabella and Linda had heard fascinating stories about India's historical

Kain whispers into my ear, his breathing heavy as he holds back his wants and desires while my body gets used to being invaded like this. Nodding hazily, I mumble an almost incoherent, “I love you, Kain.” “I love you too, Liam.” Kain’s gentle confession, followed by a passionate but tender kiss, has me lost completely in the moment's bliss. Even the pain from this being my first time pales compared to the joy I feel from finally being claimed by my lover.

The home which share neighborhood with Advik. Within no time Chaitanya called Zoya's cousin brother Karthik and informed him that Zoya got married to his enemy Advik. His entire friendship knows how much he hates Advik and now his ladylove got married with his enemy. How can he tolerate this? How can he let her go after she put up such an act. Even though insulting posts in social media's ate no new to him but his loss to Advik matters him a lot. So he decided one thing. He won't force Zoya anymore but he will make her knows how much he loves her. He will makes her know his value even though there is no true love he have for her.

I winked and he laughed. "Well Hailey you did it." "How about you? Any stories?" I asked and he smirked. "What do you think?" He teased me. "I mean everyone has their first love story.. I mean I won’t be jealous.." I said awkwardly and looked away. "Okay let me tell about my first love story.." I looked at him really curious. Before he can tell his story, the food came. The waiter greeted us and put the food in front of us. "I met her unexpectedly actually, she's a really bright person and really beautiful. I love her cute expression especially when she's trying so hard to do something, she's really-"

I know that I asked a good question , I was very much excited to know him and his love story was the best thing to know about him completely . " Hmm ...my love story ?" He asked while hesitating a little . "yes yours." I replied . "There is nothing interesting in it, just a normal boy trying to live a happy life with a rich dad's princess ." He said this and his last words attracted all my attention. " Please na please please tell me , you said now I am your daughter , so will you hide your love story from your daughter hmmm." I pleaded as I wanted to know his story . --------------------------------------

Love and lies (Her love story) Episode 45 After exchanging pleasantries with different CEO's and high figures Lisa didn't hesitate to leave the venue and went to the balcony to meet Liam who was waiting for her, It can be said that she didn't want to stay at that banquet even for a moment Liam saw her as he stretched out his hand while Lisa went over and hugged him “It must be very hard” He said as he touched her hair “Is not so hard just not used to things like this, and I can't wait to go home” Lisa said leaning on him as Liam hugged her waist

But above all the happy face of Abhimanyu was engraved in her broken soul when he filled her hair partings. The girl once believed in fairy tales and true love paid for it by her life, her dignity but now when she is getting them can't be able to accept them. How funny wasn't it?! During Grivapravesh, Siya has tears in her eyes. The girl once welcomed in the earth unwantedly is being welcomed as the better half of India's richest man. But more than wealth which she got to see was love for her but her poor tainted soul was afraid. Mrinal did their aarti and put tilak on their foreheads. Abhimanyu held her tightly as she pushed the rice filled pitcher.