Kash Patel Novels & Stories

Gentle waves lapped against the wooden stilts while a soft sea breeze drifted through the open-air bedroom. Amara Singh, a 26-year-old Indian-British tech heiress with smooth golden-brown skin, long silky black hair, and a lithe yet voluptuous figure, stood on the private deck in a sheer white bikini. The warm breeze pressed the fabric against her hardened nipples and the growing heat between her thighs. She had come for a private escape. She found something far more consuming. The villa door slid open. Rohan “Rage” Patel, the world-famous Black Indian cricket superstar and business mogul, stepped inside. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully athletic build, his dark skin gleamed under the moo

I shake my head and smile. "Ok let's forget about the wedding fo now. Let's just get to know eachother. Hi! I'm Zaheer Kazmi, age 27, I'm a CA in a govt firm, I have a mother and sister in my family, I'm the only man in the house, I love football, diehard fan of Ronaldo, I like to read mystery novels, I like Shakira, favourite Bollywood movie would be PK but favourite actor is Salman Khan. Favourite actress Katrina. Favourite food, Indian. Favourite place on earth, my home. Now what about you?"

RISHIK Singh Rathore, the eldest twin son of Shiv and Adrija and the brother of Shyla ShivaPriye was continuing the legacy of his father and his grandfather by joining the police force. He was 25 years old and worked in the Special Task Force of Delhi Police, India. He married a beautiful actress named TOSHANI Kapoor. She was from Mumbai and came under the production house of Rishik's twin brother RISHAAN SINGH RATHORE. The CEO of 'SUNSHINE Entertainment'.

The boy said in his dangerous voice and cut the call. ( Yes it was our hero Ranvijay Singh Rawat Ranvijay Singh Rawat - Billionaire, comes under Top 5 businessman in the whole world, He is the CEO of "Rawat Groups", He joined Rawat groups 2 Years ago, He is hot and handsome and he can make any girl can fall for him, girls go crazy on him, He is short tempered and if you mess with him then you will be finished, he loves his family and can do anything for them and also pampered his one and one sister, )

Just then, one of his friends arrived. “Patel, meet Zara. Zara, Patel.” Patel was British-Indian, with a carefully carved full beard and skin the color of tea. “Patel runs one of the largest maritime arbitration firms in Asia.” Patel gave her a slow, sly look, as if he were about to doze off. He was doe-eyed. He lifted his glass and sipped. “Enchanté, Madame,” he said in a flirtatious tone. Nat belched a little too dramatically, pretending to clear his throat.

God I am going crazy. After that we entered the office. There was a lady around 50 years sitting there...she was looking calm and kind. Madhumati Devi... "Hello Mr Akash. It’s very good that you came...and who’s this gentle man with you?" “He is my brother and the owner of AR ...Aarav Singh Raizada... " Akash introduced me and then I looked at the lady but she was shocked...why? I have no idea but I am in my senses so I replied politely.

Chapter Five Damon’s POV I sat in my office, my fingers gripping the edge of my desk as I stared blankly at the documents in front of me. Reports from my patrol teams, records of supplies, updates on training schedules—important matters that required my attention. But I couldn’t focus. My mind was somewhere else. Or rather, with someone else. Ravina. The name itself sent a sharp ache through my chest. It had been weeks since I rejected her, and yet, I felt her absence like a wound that refused to heal.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

Noah could tell that most of the trophies were from the American football tournaments. Principal Howard Patel looked at Noah sharply with his hazel eyes and then smiled, “so you’ve graduated from California culinary of art institute and was working in a New York five stars restaurant for a few months…” he inquired. The principal was an Indian-American who spoke with a very strong Indian accent. He wore a boring nude-color suit, with a black-tie. He has natural chocolate brown skin, black hair, with a clean shiny bald at the front side of his head. But what Noah worried the most was the way Mr. Patel's smile, it was really creepy. His mouth was very wide with large teeth inside, he reminded N