Novel In Urdu Romantic Novels & Stories

Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a chance to my another book, ‘Loving You Is A Risky Game’. It's a werewolf and vampire romance and I believe you'll like it. Love you, xoxo;)

Clearing his throat, Omar said. This sentence of is made her sulked more. She never imagined her husband to be this unromantic. He is only handsome by face, not by heart. She thought, as she picked up her lehenga till her ankle, and left the room. Right way to go Omar! Once again, he scolded himself when saw her expression She wasn't good at hiding her thoughts, her words could be read through her eyes. ••• Hana wore a baby blue Chikankari kurti with plazo, washing the make up off from her face, she pat it dry when her eyes fall on her reflection in the mirror.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Now I can take a long cold shower! ~~~~~~~ So that was the first chapter. Hope you liked it guys. This is an Indian romance so ofc, Hindi will be used in many chapters. I've translated the words so those who don't know Hindi can also understand. Hope you liked the chapter. If you like the book, please add it to your library and don't forget to leave a review. There is an Indian sweet dish! Thank you very much :)

He asked. " Because people are very narrow-minded. They love to read romantic books but they judge the writer based on what they write. " I said. " Riya, I am very pleasantly surprised and proud to know that you are the author of these books. You know that I love you and now I appreciate you even more. You are so romantic and talented. I am on top of the world right now. I was really impressed with this writer and I am going crazy with happiness to know that you are her. " He said and hugged me.

I clutched the pallu of my saree tightly. If it's someone else then I'm going to face my first ever heart break. The crowd screamed yes in answer and he came down from the stage. Everyone is looking at him and so is me. He started to walk towards me and stopped in front of me. "Ms. Turvi Ahuja, my dear doll face, it's you. I love you. I don't know what you feel for me but I love you very much. I will accept whatever you say. Will you be my girlfriend doll face?" he asked and I didn't wasted time to say yes

“Just like that... fuck, your mouth is heaven.” He came down her throat, holding her hair tenderly. By dawn, they lay entwined, exhausted, her head on his chest, his fingers tracing her spine. “Was it good for you, Aneet? Your first time?” She looked up at him, eyes shining. “It was everything. I love you," she murmured. "I love you too," he replied, kissing her forehead. The hotel room held their secrets, a sanctuary of firsts and forever.

She was wowed by the interior decor, the people I hired really did an amazing job here, it's so unique. “I deserve a reward for this, don't I?”. “Of course, you deserve a reward for it. I will bathe you and feed you tonight with my own hands, in fact I will treat you like my baby”. “No…no…no, I don't want you to stress yourself, I will treat you like a princess tonight, come, let me show you the room”. “The room is so romantically beautiful”. The bed was decorated with a heart-shaped red flower. The people did a great job here.

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

‘Mujhe Ishq Hai Tere Chune Se Mujhe Ishq Hai Tera Hone Se Tere Hath Mein Apne Hathon Se Tere Sath Kate Din Raaton Se’ (I’m charmed by your touch I adore being yours I enjoy seeing my hand in yours I enjoy spending my nights and days with you.) - Advika Siddharth Singh Khurana ******