Indian Love Story Novels & Stories

My throbbing heart acquainted that I fell in love with Vikram. Yes, it is love. My precious first love. This day is one of the best days of my life, I fell in love with someone in my twenty-three years of my existence and also he's my husband how lucky I am. If the ice cream was not there in my hand I would have hugged him. I enjoyed my ice cream and it has become dark so we decided to leave. When we reached the car Vikram opened the door for me after all he's a gentleman right. Then he sat in the driver's seat and drove to the house.

I said looking at the moon. "True.." he said. "Siddharth..." "Hmmm..." he hummed while pushing my hair on one shoulder and put his chin on my shoulder. "You know once I told you that I want mine story is different feom others and want everyone remember it. See... our love story is different from others. It's different that we can make another movie on our love story." I said. He chuckled softly and said, "Indeed Our love story is unique and pure." Yes, our love story is unique and pure.

She smiles at me and kissed me and says, "you better take responsibility and make me happier and I'll be your girlfriend" "Darling~❤️" Author Thought: Maybe, they will fall in love and get married in the future it will be the best outcome. Let me know in the comments what's your opinion about this story.

~~~ ******************************** So finally this beautiful journey of q magical and fairy love tale came to its first destination. Their long quest for true love ended on each other. Enjoy it...I'll soon come with their future journey. Till then wait. ~~Shrinkhla Singh😊😊😊

She whispered, this time in a much lighter tone. “You sure? But you are married to Raph” I asked, playing along with her games. “I don't love him,” she confessed. “ I decided to marry Raph because he is kind and he was the only channel I had to be with you, my love. You are the prize worth fighting for,” her gaze still fixed on mine as she leaned closer. “I love you and will fight the whole world to keep you,” she confessed again, anticipating a response. “I love you too,” I replied Well, that was what she wanted, wasn't it? I had to play by the rules of her games for a while.

Mishka said and Christian held her hand, intertwining their fingers. “You regret your decision?” The host asked. “Absolutely, and I’ll regret it till the last breath of my life. He was a blessing in disguise, but I didn’t recognise him and bring misery to myself and to him.” Mishka answered. “I was his even when I had our memories and he was mine even when he forgot if I ever existed.” The host smiled, looking at them, “Moving to the next one. Is My Indian Wife a real love story or should I ask if it’s your story?” She arched an eyebrow.

*********Ishita POV****** Two months before..... I was in Mumbai. I got a call from my parents. They asked me my opinion on the marriage all of sudden. I didn't understand why they were asking me about marriage. I believe in love but I never met any person till the day who I felt special. When they asked me to marry their friend's son, I agreed. From my childhood, I heard a lot about our parent's friend jhanavi aunties, and Abhi's uncle's love story. I was happy to be their daughter-in-law, but I wanted to meet his son before our marriage is fixed.

After saying it, harshika laughed and pulled meera cheeks and continued her statement, “Don't think too much, my little sister. I just got sad with mama memories when you talk about mama. “ Meera smiled and push away harshika grip on her cheek and complained as she rubbed her cheek to relieve the pain, “It's paining, akka. I was worried when you suddenly became sad. Anyway, leave it akka. Let's talk about your heart touching love story. Actually, I'm angry with you, akka. You don't even care to tell me about your love. Now I understand everything. You both start dating even before your marriage fixed with nakul, right ?. On your marriage day, raghavan brother did everything in order to stop

Author's POV Believe it or not, we assume every tale is cliche until and unless we dive into it. Both above figures had a kind of part to play here which is cannot even say as cliche. This is the story of my most favourite couple. Yeah, it's a love story, obviously! And their love chapters start on a very very boring note. Him flying back to India and her liking post on I*******m of her friends. Most important, based on their real-life love series.

It was so sad. "It's not unreciprocated, it's love untold," I argued with myself as tears strimmed down my eyes. The two loved each other in silence. the female lead got tired of waiting for him and moved on. She wouldn't have left if she knew. He wouldn't have died if she knew. he had a heart attack because of the news of her getting married. Their silence killed him. I looked over at Jidda, her eyes welled up in tears too. The character was so well portrayed it felt so real. The lines and poems in the movie were so emotionally read.