Indian Story Novels & Stories

My name was Lola Sinclair, a young wife from a small farming town. My husband, Dominic DeLuca, used to work at a construction site. He was honest, hardworking, and willing to take any job as long as it could keep our family fed. We had two children, a modest home, and a life that was never rich but still peaceful. Then everything changed. Dominic fell from a height at the construction site and badly injured his leg. The contractor responsible disappeared soon afterward, leaving us without compensation. Instead of receiving help, we were forced to cover nearly one hundred thousand dollars in medical expenses ourselves.

Third Person POV: India a country where dreams comes true, a country which is defined by cultural diversity, which is renowned for its cuisine, technology, festivals, prestige and colorful traditions however from past few years India was slowly disappearing under darkness, it was suffering from growing crimes rates and increase in underworld activities, there was a havoc created by many gangsters all over country , many illegal’s activities and crime which were slowly draining it beauty and value but most dangerous part of it was that every gangster from every corner of India was ruled by just one single person and he was demon himself he was “RAVAN”.

🌹 Killer (Part 6)🌹 An India love action story.... 🎤🎤 ....People, some will fly beyond the stars. People, some will fall.... 🎤🎤 🖋️ Ashwini Pov 🖊️ I couldn't believe what my eyes were showing me.

I said nearly talking to myself. I can see that he is disturbed with the topic I am continuing because of which I changed it. Or I just thought of doing it but couldn’t do it myself. I just took another turn in the same topic feeling really curious and I know I will never get it’s answer. “I still don’t understand how Dad fell for my Mom. I mean she is Indian and he is Australian. How did he?” I asked him tapping my chin. “That’s the specialty of Indian women. Anyone can fall in love with them.” He replied shrugging like it is the silliest question.

’, This time Sugriva was on fire. Bali jostled Sugriva, ‘Otherwise… you will be killed by me…Idiot’, Bali left the iron rod from the corner of the design department and raised it for attacking. Sugriva was afraid. He ran away. Bali was behind him, ‘Sugriva… Stop. Today is your last day on the Neptune. Soon, you will be with Shiva.’, Bali threw the rod, and it hit the back of Sugriva. He fell. Bali reached, left the rod, and smashed on the Sugriva’s right shoulder. Sugriva screamed. Sugriva gathered some energy and tried to run again. Somehow, he managed and escaped from the industry. Bali was still behind him. They both were on the street road of Kishkindha.

“Don’t think I’ll give in, Harvey.” Nolan looked at Harvey with a blank face. “Us Indians are the same. You can cut off our heads, but you can never take away our pride.” “If you’re good to us, we’ll repay the favor wholeheartedly. “But if you humiliate us, we’ll always find a way to deal with you!” “Even if you kill me, as long as India is still alive, there’ll always be someone to avenge me!” “Besides, I believe you wouldn’t dare kill me anyway.”

“My friends, our journey is long. Let’s save this for another day, would everyone agree?” After a pondering pause, all heads nodded in agreement. “Now, I have a story to tell.” He scooped a blue powder and tossed it into the bonfire. “Once upon a time….” The flame burst again, but this time, fiery images of animals, humans, and landscapes appeared. From the Greek heroes like Perseus and Jason, the adventures of Thor and Loki, and to the African spider god, Anansi, which was our first time hearing it, every story he told was brought to life by the flame.

Emilio grinned as he spoke. Wow that was actually impressive. "That explains your dog's name Jafar" "Speaking of Jafar, what other childhood stories do you know?" Emilio's eyes sparkled as he spoke. Wow he was still interested in Disney fairy tales. "Alot actually. Have you heard about the tale of Pocahontas? It is actually adapted from a real life event. Pocahontas was a native american woman who grew up in modern day virginia. Her birth name is actually Matoaka....." I began speaking for some minutes before a waiter approached us with an expensive looking wine.

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