Jyoti Arora Novels & Stories

arohi asked in between the talk as she was very well recognized this name " Ronn, it's the nickname of ranvijay sahay, the sole owner of sahay group of industries. I was shocked too as if you are living in Mumbai you know this name very well. But I have to meet him as you cannot refuse his order. I mean if you love your life. In the meeting g, he told me to befriend you but trust me arohi I refused him on his face as I know you will never want to befriend me I mean a weak person like me but he offered me this showroom and you know how much I was struggling for this. So I couldn't refuse this offer and you know the rest of the story.

I said. "My goddess, what do you mean? I don't understand," she said in confusion. "I am also Ari, the daughter of your alpha. I lived among the mortals for some reasons I could not disclose," I said while transforming into my passive-aggressive form. "I am confused, my goddess. Isn't the alpha's child a male?" Jala asked while stumbling to the floor. I shook my head, reached out to her to help her stand, and answered, "I am an Immortal, causing me to have a different feature than a regular beastman. My father never denied that I am a female. The tribe just kept on forgetting it because of my appearance."

Aarav Singh Raizada. It’s Actually a very very bad news.....

" Mrs. Arora said with hate and disgust face . Varun looked up in his mother's eyes to see pure hate and disgust for him ... Hearing Mrs. Arora's (Varun's mother) words , Amoli mother stopped crying and she gasped ... And breathout " rapist... Torture " ... Her face is covered with thin lines on her forehead ... She is all confused . Varun looked up at his mother ... " Mom I.. " " Don't call me mom ... I am not your mother .. You are a rapist , a monster .... I don't know who you're because my son was not this .. my son was an innocent kind-hearted while you ... You can be anything but innocent and kind-hearted ... No.. ! " Mrs. Adhira Arora said to Varun ..

I said again. Alaric tilted his head, his eyes locked on me like a predator snaring prey. "Are you jealous, Ravina?" My heart pounded in my chest. "No." He took another inch forward. I took a step back. A twist of his lips. "I think you are." I held firm, tilting my chin up in refusal to be beaten. "You're wrong." His golden eyes appeared to obscure. "Am I?". I could sense the heat of his body, his presence choking but addictive at the same time.

I glared at him coldly while brushing my lips with my finger, and saw a drop of blood on my finger, he was indeed torturing me to death by his overbearing kiss. He then stood up and laughed bitterly, while saying, “ Hah, I'm scheming? I'm rude? And he is a gentleman, a kind-hearted person.. HAHAHA, Arav Singhania is a pervert, a playboy, a BASTARD while Karan Arora is a gentle, kind-hearted, and loyal man.. ”

Soon he stopped even trying because he already knew that she wasn't some newbie cadet whose mistakes someone like him could exploit that easily. Creed knew this woman. She was considered one of the most seductive women in the entire military base. Despite seeing her bewitching beauty, Creed did not allow himself to have any vulgar thoughts about her. She was at least 15 years older than him. This was Lady Maira, the chief archery instructor in the bhu-lok military base. She was a bona fide genius with the elegance and charisma of a royal priestess. In fact, she was the reason why the entire archery ground was always filled with male youths whenever she was on the rounds.

Niyati asked curiously. This time, making her shocked yet confused the doctor asked," What do you think about me, Ms Niyati?" " Excuse me?" Niyati uttered surprisingly and the doctor bit his tongue. She wasn't understanding his puzzling words. He said chuckling nervously," I mean to say you know about me? What do you think about me?" " Of course, I know you. You are Araav Tripathi, one of the best paediatricians and that's why I am consulting you for my daughter," Niyati answered curtly and a smile danced over his lips.

Ruben and Bani, thick necked and curly haired, roared with laughter whenever he did a ridiculous impression of Anwar trapped in the jungle with the ‘bhulo’. “Hey, Anwar!” shirked Piu, a slim little brown girl, “I’ve heard you are friends with the floating heads?” “Ignore them” hissed Jyotsna as they jumped down the tables and sat on their benches. The science teacher entered briskly. “Hello everyone” she said brightly. She was tall and Jyotsna saw that she was very thin; her eyes were small but full and thin lips. She draped a saree coloured like vermillion in milk. Her arms were encrusted with several thin bangles.

Divya said holding a photo in her hand "Maa, this Varali Chopra, she failed her graduation year in Singapore, do you think she has the intellect to hold up a conversation with Arjun bhaiya!" Aman reasoned holding another photo "This Mrs. Aroroa's daughter, Mr. Sham's daughter, Mrs. Majumdar's daughter, all of them are from Mrs Raichand's daughter's gang, it's not their fault but they have been spoilt with luxury and expensive gift and can barely hold up an intellectual conversation, do you think Arjun bhaiya would be happy with them? We need someone of Arjun's bhaiya's type" Divya tried to explain