Meera Rai Chauhan Novels & Stories

Adi said and nudged her to continue. "When they came here to play here today, I heard Shreya Di saying to Rohan bhai that she thinks I'm your and Aditi Di’s cousin. When Rohan bhai teased her that she is crazy to think like that then she asked why I'm Ahuja and you all are Khanna?" Meera told him without leaving anything.

Miral had an evil grin while saying that. Miral Chandravanshi, the younger daughter of MLA Raghuveer Chandravanshi, was a girl with beauty and brains. She was witty and cunning and knew how to play her games. Even Raghuveer used to consult with her before taking any important decision of the party. She was meant to rule the political world, and she would rightfully do so, because there was one thing that Miral never learnt, to lose. "He should have died before taking birth. What a useless son I have!" Manohar Singh Shekhawat spewed hate against the guy standing in front of him.

Lai replies with a grin. I roll my eyes at her. After everything arranged perfectly, I call Udipi Adarsh. After two rings, she recieves the call. Oscar winning actor Meera Adarsh is on the run. "Hello. Mummy. It's me, Meera. Yeah,yeah. I got your present. I loved it. Thank you so much." I say sweetly, doing my best to look like the daughter who would respect her mother in front of Aunty who's standing with Laila and me.

Ivanka pointed to Zehra. “You’re South Indian?” Nora asked. Seema looked surprised. “No. I’m Seema Singh, North Indian.” “Singh? So you’re...” “Yea, I’m Sikh,” “Really? You look healthy to me,” Zehra said and Seema laughed. “I’m not sick, I’m Sikh,” Ivanka looked at her like she was bonkers and Seema rolled her eyes. “What’s your full name?” she asked Zehra. “Zehra Mahmood.”

So this girl is her daughter Aanaya shahid Age: 19 I saw this girl somewhere else, OK... So she is miss anaya Shahid doing bachelors in physics, interesting..... Shehrooz complete all arrangement, it's time to give them surprise, I said while smirking. I am coming miss anaya whole stole my heart..... And to make you mine,! Exclusively mine!....... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh my goodness 😱😱😱😱😱😱what's will going to happen..... What the evil 😈😈😈😈😈mind of shehryaar plan..... Stay tuned until for next chapter...

' Riya thought as she hugged Rohit. Mishra's Villa. "Mother Anan is coming back tomorrow, I wish he can settle now.", Meera spoke as she had a sip of her tea. Meera Mishra Wife of Bhargav Mishra is also one of the skilled designers in the Fashion world. Suhani Mishra Wife of Rajesh Mishra is also a Legend singer. "It's good that he is coming back. Old man, did the flowers come today also?", She then turned towards Elder Mishra and spoke.

Ariana asked in a disgusting wave of sound. Before, Mr or Mrs. Kapoor replied, Raima interrupted, "We are their Daughters." "She is Myra and I'm Raima," She introduced and Myra gave a forced smile to everyone. "Ohh, nice to meet you both of you," Ariana smiled at them. Her gaze occurred the attention of Myra. She was dressed in a simple Kurta and Leggings. No part of her body was exposed or to be seen, though she was looking like an angel. Her fair white skin, long dark brown hair with a golden shade, and green emerald eyes make her elegant and gorgeous.

Sehreyar threatened Meher and hold her chin tightly. Meher is hissing in pain because of Sehreyar's tight grip while Mehrab is crying very hard seeing Sehreyar's aggressiveness. " Rehaan Al Qureshi is the name of Meher's fiancee. Leave her, Sehreyar," A deep voice said from behind and Sehreyar left Meher's chin.

I took her away from there, holding her back before they both started clawing at each other’s faces. “No, let me go, E,” she growled, “I am not done with him.” “Calm down, Jhansi Ki Rani,” I whispered in her ear, my arms cinching around her small waist. Her face relaxed and she let out an adorable snort. Kiara Sharma, my best friend since I could learn to walk, was Indian. I had the honor to befriend her when her family moved next to our apartment and her parents took every opportunity to tell us stories about great Indian warriors. Especially Jhansi Ki Rani as she was our favorite.

She rolled her eyes, standing up from her chair. "Rajkumari Ahankara? It's Meena," the person replied. Ahankara took a deep breath to calm her nerves, before gesturing at Neharika to let her in. "Khamma Ghanni Rajkumari," Meena greeted as soon as she entered the room, a huge smile on her face. "Ghanni Khamma. What is it?" Ahankara questioned. "You look stunning, Rajkumari Ahankara! This royal blue lehenga looks so beautiful on you!" She beamed at her.