Priyanka Maheswaran Novels & Stories

Nikki said glaring at me. “Sorry!” I mumbled. “Shhh.. Guys! My wife is coming.” Dinesh scolded us and we turned around to see Suma walking on the ramp with the same confidence which she always talk about. “She is the best!” Dinesh said clapping. “And somebody is smitten here.” Rajeev mumbled making Dinesh throw a glare at him. “We would like to call Mrs. Pia Jayakar to come upon the stage who is behind the success of this ‘Moon Collections’.” I heard Mr.Prakash calling me.

She chirped jovially, "Thank you Priya for giving this good news to me." Sharanya enjoyed this moment for a while and asked for the ultrasound pictures, which the doctor provided her. The nurse wiped off the gel on her belly with cotton balls and helped Sharanya to get up from the high-level couch. Her grandpa was waiting for her outside. Priya and Sharanya are childhood friends and now Priya started her practice as a gynaecologist in the same village from where they belong. In the village, grandpa has started a big hospital where every facility are available which is under the government.

I chuckled and again tightened my arms around her. " By the way do you still think that Vikram is more handsome than me??" " Hmmm " " Damini !! Ok, fine I also think Maurvi was looking extremely beautiful today and Megha was looking out of the world. I am planning to hire her for the interior designing of our project. And you know Priya is so cute and simple... And Sandhya was the crowned as the most beautiful gir... " " Ok, Enough !! Stop talking about them. "

Shanaya said while looking as polite as she can. "ohhh. so you wanted to say that I misjudge this work? And for a long time, I wanted to ask you a question. How does it feel to ask for mere thousands when once even a million is nothing much for Shanaya, oh sorry Princess Shanaya Sabnis" Mr Prkash said with a wicked smile.

Grace was at the gate, sitting with coffee, watching the board, when the woman sat down beside her. She was in her mid-thirties. Well-dressed in the way of someone who had once paid close attention to how they presented themselves and had recently stopped having the energy for it. Dark hair pulled back. The quality of stillness about her that Grace recognised — not peace, the stillness of someone who had been afraid for long enough that stillness had become a default. She sat down and she said: "Ms. Hartwell. I'm sorry to approach you this way. My name is Priya Sharma."

the girl said again and Cristina smile. " Oh my apologies let me introduce myself, I'm Cristina Ema Lane and I'm Mr Shane's friend " she said and the girl nodded look at the shirt she was wearing " Im Priya Erikis "she said and Cristina smile " you can come inside Priya" she said and move to the side allowing Priya to walk in, When Dave saw Priya he frown and look at Cristina who didn't look bothered by Priya 's present " Why are you here" Dave asked her in a stern voice and Cristina look at him with a raised eyebrow and he ignored her

Malaika explained. “Contaminated water…” Nakata nodded. “Aside from traditional healing, I’m practicing Aigavan. I can’t promise anything, but I will do my best to purify their water.” Malaika laughed in relief. “You’re exactly what we need. Will you come with us?” “Of course! It’s a great honor to serve the princess of Hala and soon to be the Governess of the Island of Virina.” Nakata looked so proud that her pale face blushed. “Let me get the medicines we need.”

he said while Krish clenched his fists in anger. “ Oh wow, wait a sec, I have seen you somewhere... Oh, I got it now, are you the Kartik Mehra, the top designer who is also a star-maker for the models? ” she said excitedly while he raised his collar proudly and said, “ Yes, you got it, sweetheart, then what do you think of my offer? ”

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.

Mahima replied a little haughtily. "Wrong. Your position in this house is that of a plate of brinjals which keeps on rolling here and there all the time.The one who does not have any position of his own. As for me, you know who I am, Princess Krishika Singh Chauhan and Princess Krishika, there is no need to be like anyone else." " Krishika lost her sense of humor while saying all this. "Kishika!!" A man's voice came from behind. Everyone looked back and saw that at the main entrance, King Rajendra's son Mahesh Singh Rathore was standing there with angry eyes.