Nalini Singh Novels & Stories

Seriously? The way she faced me, as if it was our first meeting, I couldn't help but gulp down to prevent being fragile at the attraction I feel towards her especially when she bow her head for a moment and stood straight saying formally, "Wishing you a wonderful evening, Mr Birdwistle. I am Nalani Halifax, a professional dietitian, and was hired by Alpha Liam Nixon to provide you with permanent services."

"Scarlett." ******

But he was not an old wolf, only in his mid-thirties, and he was a threatening figure. Vernetta inched toward her in her wolf form, her dark brown hair standing on end, warning her the move wasn't a social call. Suddenly, the idea dawned on Diana. If Caleb succeeded in beating Ragnar, Vernetta would want to be the alpha female and his mate. Diana had been so worried that Caleb would win, she never considered she might have to battle a bitch for the female alpha role. Especially since she had already mated with Caleb, and she figured it was a done deal.

I also covered my nuptial chain with the top. Oops! Sorry. I haven't introduced myself. I'm Naina Khanna, age twenty-four, studying masters in Chemistry. I came here leaving all my family members. I miss my family so much. I'll tell you a secret guys. I'm married. Being a billionaire's wife I want to be down-to-earth and not a rich spoilt brat. I'm living in a flat with my friend Rithu. Rithu Aka Rithika. Just Rithika.

The bidder said and he came upon the stage. Manu and I were already on the stage. He came and stood by Manu. " Thanks a lot for your appreciation. Did you really liked them so much?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised. " Most of the dresses were very good, but these two looked amazing, especially when she is wearing them. My beautiful wife, Manyata Sahil Malhotra a.k.a. Manyata Singh Rathore looked like a beautiful blushing bride in them. " He said looking at her. She blushed even more. He held her hand in his and kissed it.

Was this why? “I AM GOD. THE CREATOR OF WORLDS, MAKER OF MAN AND WOMEN. I GIFTED THE WOULD WITH ALL YOU HAVE SEEN. I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET YOU DEAR LAYLA.” My heart raced at the sound of his voice. I kept my head down. Was I supposed to say something now?

Nitya asked suddenly "no. Why did you ask suddenly?" Mugdha asked her suspiciously "oh, nothing serious just asking as you're this beautiful so I thought how can you be single but you proved me wrong anyway Today is my sangeet and everyone including you has to perform I'm telling you before hand." Nitya said "no Nitya I don't know how to dance." Mugdha said which is a pure lie She is a very good dancer.. "I won't take no for an answer Mugdha." Nitya said sternly and Mugdha sighed

The uniform was neatly folded with a black barrette on it. Her name was carved on a gold medal on the breast pocket the uniform and it read "Anna Lu : 18th Head Chief Of The Barettes. Anna looked at her name with pride. She started off as a girl from a village who ended up on a wheel chair and now she was here. The 18th head cheif of the Eve's Barettes! She had amazing and unique women under her. She collected the uniform with trembling hands and she really couldn't hide her emotions anymore as her tears fell freely.

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.