Novel & Cerita Main Anmol Novel By Nimra Ahmed

Today the morning weather was very sunny, birds could be heard chirping outside there shaking each other. Awakening the inhabitants of the earth who are still asleep in dreamland. A beam of light can be seen entering the fentilation of apartment buildings, one of which is the luxurious apartment of a rich and handsome man named Inder Mahendra. The man can be seen still closing his eyes on the King size bed, hugging a girl who is also asleep comfortably in his arms. The girl is named Amayra Catra, the special woman Inder married one week ago.

is the only thing Narmada said The day rolled away like that with only Anjali staying beside Antara and Neerja along with Narmada checking on her when ever they were getting time. Narmada fed Antara with her hands and applied ointment on her wounds. Antara just wanted to die; she could not bear whatever was coming for her. Antara is lying down and her eyes are closed. Anjali has gone downstairs for some work. Suddenly she felt a light touch on her stomach and she opened her eyes immediately to find her devil husband staring at her with his infamous devilish smile. "See Jaan what you made me do. This flawless creamy porcelain skin is bruised and looking so bad. I love your skin so much and yo

Servants heap out of the palace as they carry a tray of food, wine and glass cups, which they keep on the tables. ______ Seeing Amol Mehek couldn't help herself but stared shamelessly at him. He has changed a lot, well, so has she. Is he married? The thought of him married kinda unsettled her. "Hi, I am Amol." He introduced himself. "I am sorry for involving your daughter to kidnap you so that I can have a few minutes of your time." "It's okay." Mehek said and their staring contest continued. "Now that you are talking to each other, I have to go back and meet Rohan so that he won't feel lonely." Ashwini said bringing their attention to her and she left them.

She said to herself while gazing at him. With a soft sigh, Ameera turned her attention to a novel she had brought along for the journey. She picked it up, feeling the weight of the story in her hands. As Ameera gazed at the novel in her hands, written by Prerna Kanade, a smile curled on her lips. She traced her fingers over the embossed title, feeling a sense of anticipation for the story that lay within its pages.

and said " you made the break fast , i thought " .Anaya paused , Ahaan smile and said :" you thought my mood will be off so , I will not make break fast today , Anaya I am okay now and it is our ritual to make break fast on Sunday , so madam here is your break fast . Have it ". Anaya smile then get up and come back after brushing her teeth .Then they start eating break fast in peaceful silent .While Anaya is curious to know about his decision .He is drinking coffee ,when Ahaan recieved a call from his dad , he picked up the call :. ". Yes , We are coming tomorrow .No need to send driver , we have car ". Anaya look at him for say something , he said : " I have decided we are going to malhotr

Abhay wished good morning to his mother, dadi and aunt and the younger ones in the house greeted Abhay. He sat on his chair to have breakfast when suddenly he remembered that today he had asked Anmol to join the office. “Chachi, where is Anmol?” Abhay asked Garima. Before Garima could answer Abhay's question, Saurabh replied, "Bhayi sa, you have always known about Anmol's habit. He runs away to the gym to avoid punishment and deliberately returns late. He must have gone to the gym today as well." Then Anmol's voice came from behind, "Good morning everyone."

Arjun stood up from his bed and moved into the bathroom. "One problem is solved now and the second to go", Neil murmured softly. "Now it's time to deal with you. My Angel", Neil thought as his deep hazel eyes shone dangerously. .. .. At Shimla, In Aashmaan's House:- Aashmaan was sleeping tiredly because of the headache she got whenever she read the diary which she was writing just to remember everything of her life. When Aashmaan was 12 years old in New York. She forgot her maternal grandmother's words and voices but she remembered her childhood by the pictures her grandma hid in her luggage.

"Yes. Her name is Anjali. My name is Ramla Sen. I study in college. I went to a gentleman's tea garden. I came this morning. Later in the evening I realised that the man is not a gentleman at all. So I was going back. The car broke down on the way. Tonight brother is here. I will stay. Don't you mind? By now Anjali said, "No, no. That's enough. "Don't worry about me. There are mosquitoes. Amarnath said, "Yes. It won't be a problem to tie a mosquito net." Anjali looked at her husband again and said, "You are a bit Rest. I'm coming. It's late at night in the tea garden. Anjali crossed the two almost sleeping houses and came to the inner door and knocked on Manorama's door softly but quickly,

She wanted to be a normal young girl but at the same time she didn't want to disturb the normal life of her father, Uncle (Arjun Kashyap), and Brother (Shaurya Kashyap) Her cousin, Shaurya recently got married and she did not want him to spend his time in the office. Nishma checked her phone calls and found 4 to 5 missed calls from her younger brothers Nilay and Shiv and the elder brothers Shaurya and Abhimanyu. (Abhimanyu Singh Rathore is the male lead of the book 'TAKEN : King's Rights Reserved'. Shiv is the male lead of 'Hades SASSY Persephone')

(This book is my favourite. It is a mature book. This book is inspired from real life stories. Siya being a prostitute makes this story a bit different from your regular Mafia Romance. Don't worry you will get every bit of romance, mafia, kidnapping, forced proximity and surely steamy romance.) *********** Soon everyone left except Rohan. Rohan softly patted her head and said ‘Take care Kiddo.’ He then hugged Abhimanyu and gave him the best buddy smile. He is genuinely happy for his best friend who finally got his love after 16 years.