Indian Love Story の小説・ストーリー

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

It was late at night when Jonathan and Diana got out of the Gaddi. In silence, the two walked back to the hospital. The street was deserted and it seemed natural that they walked arm in arm and slowly. The night was beautiful and pleasant and so they could appreciate it better. In fact, that night seemed made for love. Jonathan's nearness began to exert a strange attraction on Diana... who wanted to get closer but steadfastly resisted. However, as they walked, his arm brushing against hers, their bodies very close, the desire increased and a climate was created between them that suddenly, out of the blue, he stopped and tightened Diana in his arms. With unexpected tenderness, he began to kis

It had not been half an hour since she had left work, but there were already many messages. Indira did not look at the man as she replied casually, "I don't care about that matter." Indira has had a tough life since she was a child and when her mother died, it got even tougher with debts left behind for her in absurd amounts. Her future was uncertain and she had long lost the fantasy of love and a beautiful marriage. Therefore, even if her future husband was the worst person than the criminals in prison so Rahayu Wiratama did the stupid thing of refusing the marriage, as long as Indira could earn a lot of money to guarantee her life and could make her grandmother live comfortably in her old

Something almost every woman goes through. The last time I had my period, the pain was so bad I couldn't even get out of bed. All I asked for was a glass of hot water. He called me dramatic. I laughed bitterly to myself. Love and indifference really are that obvious, even if nothing physical had happened between them yet. Three days passed. Ryan still hadn't come home. I didn't waste the time either. I started packing up my things, little by little. The house was his before the marriage, so I was the one who had to leave.

No corner of the room was left which didn't witnessed the passion burning the two souls that were meant to be one. Arpita melted like a candle under Aditya's intense touch and their love knew no bound as it was filling the void of a long time. The longing and desire erupted like a volcano. The room was filled with their moans and groans. Aditya was a lost wanderer who was coming back to his home (Arpita) after a long time. Whereas Arpita absorbed and drank his each seductive move like a thirsty traveller whose thirst got drenched after days and days of waiting.

And she successfully provoked her, Kriti gritted her teeth but she calmed her nerves and said sarcastically," Why would he tell a nobody like you about his love life, you are not his friend just a relative so don't overestimate yourself" Sneha made a distorted face at her blunt insult she looked at Aadi for comfort but he was busy looking at her girlfriend like she is some treasure she was fuming with anger, her ego was hurt he never looked at her this way.

A billionaire, Handsome, Soft hearted, sensible and mature first Prince of the Kingdom Gadh of India. His world revolves around his family as his heart beats for them and he can become a MONSTER if anyone even think to harm his families. ~CHANDNI Singh is a 24 years old girl from India, who lives in a cage named Society. She is a beautiful, brave, sensible and mature girl but she always lost every battle of her life in front of her parents who never cared about her, gave her the love and happiness that she deserves. This story is a romantic journey of two different people who stuck together in the most unexpected situation of their life that lead them to the aisle and tied them with seven vo

:::::::SMUT ALERT:::::::::: "oh my god" Disha said and hugged him ... he kissed her forehead and said "today is our first night ,love... I am promising you my heart I will not leave you till I have my breaths..."... Disha smiled and said "I will never leave you Raj, you will always be my first love..." .. "Love, I want to make love with you today" Raj said and Disha's face became reddened and her cheeks became hot.. she nodded only and Raj kissed her lips.. they could feel the hotness inside each other.. Raj started to separate her jewelry from her body and started to unpin her sari... she gave her all the controls to him already... he undressed her and looked at her nude body.. her body was

When Lanza Sagrada's mother saw him awake, she gently stroked his unkempt hair and said to the servant, "You guys bring me the oatmeal I just cooked." Lanza Sagrada finished the bowl of porridge, rested for half a day, he recovered his health. In his mind again that image of charm, that dance, that gentleness, that purity, perhaps only a goddess has these traits. Why did he dream of such a goddess? “Master, what are you thinking?” His servant looked at him in surprise. “Goddess!” “Goddess? Is your illness not cured yet?” His servant asked with concern on his face. “Yes, do you think there could be any goddess who came to the human world to create a romantic love story with me?” “No way, my f

I looked at Zuriel, and quickly wrapped my arms around him, placing my head over his chest. He smiled and caressed my hair. I glanced at the set of books. They're a collection of Indian ancient and historical love stories from history and mythology. Not only that, there was a set of coffee mugs of different colors. "How do you know that I love Indian history, especially love stories in them?" I asked him, pulling away. That's a secret, "he winked at me."