Indian Romantic Novels & Stories

Out of all people in the world,me! "His name is Chris." Non-Indian. Danger for me as my stepmother won't accept foreigners as my boyfriend , unless they have money to offer. Typical of Mrs. Udipi Sharma! Strangely,in this contract I'm dating an Indian guy. In a foreign country. Out of so many people. Weird. "What are you thinking?" Lai breaks my chain of thoughts and I look back at her. "Even if this dating thing was possible, Mrs. Udipi Sharma won't allow it." I say as if it's already obvious. Lai rolls her eyes at this.

Now, she was with him, the one she loved and was fated to love her, given by the One above. “I must say Someone planned on dropping my passport all along, for you to pick it up,” she said, caressing his face. “He must love both of us for us to meet in such a circumstance,” he agreed, beaming at her lovingly. “I can’t complain as I’m lucky it was you, Harman.” “I can say the same, iubirea mea. After all, I was destined for you to stop playing games with men. But tonight, we’ll both play to our hearts’ content!” he said, kissing her once more until she was panting and sweating again. -- The end --

“…Roman Alkali.” Of course she knew him. Everyone knew him. But hearing his name spoken in her voice, in this place, in this moment, it made my heart collapse in on itself. Roman didn’t flinch. Didn’t offer a polite smile. His eyes never left my mother, sharp and unreadable. “Yes,” he said simply. His voice was low, gravel wrapped in steel. And then, with devastating calm, he added, “India’s boyfriend.” The words detonated like a bomb.

I was standing alone when a guy approached me. “Hey, beauty, what’s up?” he asked. “I’m cool!” I responded. “You don’t look like an American,” he said and I was like, was India written on my face? “Where are you from?” he asked. “I’m an Indian.” “Wow! I didn’t know India has such an angel. Can I get your contact? I will like to meet you again.” “I can’t, I’m married,” I responded. Was I saying too much? I was just trying to shun him.

Oh the girl is getting naughty, hers feels cramped down there making Inder desperately hold back her passion. Inder quickly releases his kiss before he gets out of control and attacks his girl in this park. Isn't it funny. Amayra took as many breaths as they could as their lips came off. Her face was already flushed remembering their hot kiss just now. Amayra still felt Inder's breath on her face, her husband was looking at her deeply and his eyeballs seemed to darken.

He was shocked that she came looking for him, but all that served to remind him the reason why they couldn't be together. He just wished things were different, he wished that he approached her first. Then all this wouldn't be a problem for him. ... Months past and Amaya's wedding was fast approaching. She decided to follow India custom because she loved it. It was beautiful, and festive. She also wanted to learn about rai, and she thought that doing an India themed wedding would make her connect more to him, more importantly, make her forget rohit totally. But something inside her is telling her, that would be very difficult. Seeing as she wrote the letter "r" on her left hand. It was done w

,what is he doing with you 💬I told you, we're at the cinema 💬he asked you out? 💬something like that 💬like a date? 💬you'll have to ask him that 💬OK, bye 💬bye, I guess I remembered vividly Jean's favourite cinema and decided to check that first. I found out that her favourite movie was played today and that guy took here to her favourite cinema probably to woo her. I searched around and finally saw that guy and a feminine figure standing slow to him, I took her to be Jean. I walked closer to them, when he was about to tell her something.

RACHEL’S POV “What did you do?” Leo asked, his tone platonic but I could sense the underlying annoyance in his voice. “I did what I could. If we both act as a married couple for just 100 days, then Max Zenin will either invest in my company or yours at the end of it,” I said, folding my arms defensively. I had hoped he would understand, but his expression told me otherwise.

SAMRAT POV : Finally my waiting of 18 months is over. My love is with me. She is totally mine. As my wife. Queen of my heart. Sleeping peacefully placing her head on my shoulder. She is exhausted due to crying. On our way back to Mumbai she fell asleep in the flight. My heart is aching looking at her tear stained face. One of my side aches and tells me to comfort her whenever she cries. But my dark side says that she deserves the pain for not loving me back like I do.

I scolded her for more than a day but then I knew she was a hard-core woman, so we all planned to do something. We put a successful plan and we all went to India without letting our parents know. And as per our plan, Ishita went by herself to that man and acted like a money-minded bitch who is also a billionaire. He didn't first trust her so he asked her to seduce a few men for what she did for the main goal and then he started to trust her. He didn't love her but he decided to marry her for the billions and started to act like he was in love with her while Ishita too acted like that and that all was for only 24 hours.