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?"

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, )

I asked her. "Ishaan Kashyap, CEO of Kashyap Industries got married." "The one you had a crush on?" Lia asked and Naisha nodded making a sad face. This was quite a shocking piece of information for me that Naisha had a crush on Ishu bhai. I hope these people don't know about me. I was not that worried because I paparazzi rarely got any pictures of me with my family. I was often referred to as Mysterious Kashyap girl or not so famous Kashyap girl in the business articles with a question mark symbol instead of my picture.

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.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I answered subsequent to standing up then I did the curtsey while squeezing the sides of my shirt as though it was a dress. Scarcely any snickers broke around us. The indifferent expressions loose and grinned prior to going on with their jabber. I saw Karish attempting to contain his entertainment however wound up grinning. GOSH! He is so attractive when he grins. What's more, his eyes! I just saw in the regular light that he had honey-hued eyes. He has a delightful facial structure mind, and a straight nose. What's more, his red lips were so kissable. Wake up! I chastened myself I was slobbering over a man all the way out of your association. I turned away my look from Karish to the table.

Patel— the bakery owner and his nosy next-door neighbor. “Ashwin! Finally, I’ve been meaning to check in on you,” she chirped. She was holding a plate of what looked like homemade cookies, but the sharp glint in her eyes told Ashwin that this was not just a casual visit. He sighed, already exhausted. “Good morning, Mrs. Patel.” She peeked over his shoulder. “And who do we have here?” Before Ashwin could make up an excuse, Kai and Koa shoved their way past him, still covered in baking ingredients.

Her dream came through she was posted to indian for her medical internship. Prince Shivaay Pratap Singh is a strict,rude,unfriendly and short tempered Doctor and Crown prince who has been taught all his life how to be a King. He hated soft people and always loved hurting people's feelings and women he hated the most. What happens when a maiden with a yellow Saree and brown eyes still his focus,concentration and his cold heart. Will he find out that who the mystery girl is and will Rashmi be able to fit in her whole new world.

As we entered the room, we met a man who looks like in his early thirties, sitting on a chair. “Hello Mr. Shekhawat, sorry for the wait”. I said while extending my hand to him. He also stood from the seat and shook hands with me. “no problems, Mr. Bhardwaj”. “Please sit, Mr. Shekhawat”. With that, I took the main seat whereas Raunak sit at my left side and Mr. Shekhawat at my left. “I heard a lot about you, Mr. Shekhawat”. “I hope all the good things”. He said while smiling. then he continued. “ I also heard a lot about you. the youngest entrepreneur and the billionaire”.