Rani Padmavati Novels & Stories

Bali failed and decided to generate his research area in the unit itself. Bali changed the unit working features by introducing some new friends of his. He had the overall control, and Rikshraja worked as a puppet for him. Kesari was unaware of the situations generated at the unit. He was spending the time of love, care, happiness, and most beautiful moment of life with Anjana. *****

Heavily rain was pouring outside and thunder is growling in anger. She was looking tired and exhausted and ready to go bed but she wanted to be here and trying her best to ignore her body's request. She had done things for me which I never expect from her. She surprised me with her bravery and even risk her life to save me, to alert me. I never thought my innocent wife could become a 'Jhansi Ki Rani' when it comes to me. But how could she think that I will hate her. It wasn't her fault. She is a savier, Savier of my life, not any killer. she is my love and my love for her increases day by day.

', the grizzled woman halted, vigilantly resting her adept fingers on the thin material of the white gauze swaddled across the pallid complexion of 'slender as wand' figure, the pristine and etheral possession of the wealthy crown prince of svamgarh, also a victim of his brutality. 'Do tell me if it hurts', the chief fill in maid in her mid fifties remarked, cutting through the mellow tunes of the fledglings and their doting mamas tweeting, perching and singing along the hymn of morning wind. Saanvi, apparently the yuvrani, disregarded her short concern with lips sealed and face unexpressive, did not even deem to nod.

Solanki Palace Ranvijay stormed inside the hall with Randhir where Rana Pratap was sitting like a lifeless structure on his chair. He was feeling helpless. His biggest fear had arrived in his house and took away Myra. In this process he had just created another storm between two families. "Who is Myra Moretti actually?" Ranvijay shouted, losing his exact senses and grabbed Rana Pratap's neck to make him stand on his feet. Mayabati came running towards him and held Ranvijay's hand with pleading eyes and big fat tears.

Ahankara questioned. "In the stables, Rajkumari." "Where were you going right now?" "To Maharani Aaradhya," Virat replied. "She summoned me just now. Probably wants to check up on her pet horse." "Rani Aaradhya." "Huh?" "It's Rani Aaradhya. Not Maharani Aaradhya. There is only one Maharani in the Palace, and that is Maharani Hansa Bai," Ahankara replied. "Oh, right. Forgive me, Rajkumari," Virat replied, but he did not look guilty.

There was purpose in every motion, an unspoken readiness to act. Inside, he found Kaplan seated beside a woman of remarkable poise. Her silver hair framed a serene, commanding face, and the midnight-blue robes with silver embroidery marked her as someone far above the ordinary. Kaelan’s breath caught—he recognized her instantly. Padma Rukmini, Matriarch of the Moon Readers, a legend in both power and wisdom. He bowed his head deeply, a mixture of respect and awe stirring in him. “Kaplan, this is a true blessing—to be visited by the greatest Moon Reader of our time, Padma Rukmini.”

God mom is an unusual woman I came to realise. I realised that here is my beloved mother who is incarnation of Rati(Wife of Kamdeo, God of love and passion in Hindu Theology) herself . Her body was everything man ever dreamt of. Soft flowing curves, tall stout legs, shapely breasts and wide pitcher like arse, well what more a man can ask for, best was her prominent mound, which I hadn't seen even in those p**n sites. Her midriff was fleshy, bulging and drooping a little but not ungainly so, it rather gave her form a matronly appeal.

A voice caught my attention and I stopped walking. I glanced in the direction of the voice,and saw a girl in a blue dress. The dress is simple and elegant,just right for her.I can only see her side view and her maid was behind her. The maid looked troubled "My Lady,you promised not to steal again,and this is the palace if you steal…." "I know Reena,we are only here for the compensation" this time she turned to look at her maid so I could see her face clearly. I was stunned immediately I have seen a lot of beautiful women but she's exceptional,she looked very beautiful and natural,I bet she wore no make-up.

The world of arts was never easy to walk on yet they were the inspirations, the role model, the people that proved that you can get to the top and that you are able to achieve it when put your passion and effort onto it. They shine the brightest, today but Lyra stood out the most. Lyra brought Anita’s masterpiece into life. She was the protagonist, the center of the show. It was about a woman who became a spirit of the forest as a punishment for having hunting innocent animals. She was told by the deity that she would only be freed when she feels an equal pain of those innocent animals. The deity also told her that deeper in the forest there’s a cave where its heart rest. The most important

Creed understood he was at least miles deep into her beauty. Next, his focus shifted towards another voluptuous figure with amazing chakra control. Erotic bosoms retrained under a skin-tight hunter's Kevlar, dark hair touching her waist, and lips of a darker shade victim of her habit of chain-smoking. She wasn't as erotic as Maira, appearance-wise, but still a decent looker. Regardless of womanly charms, her body was brimming with energy that could not go unnoticed. Out of everyone, this woman had the finest chakra control except for the party leader; even better than Miara's. The stronger the chakra control, the faster one's progress is.