Ravinder Kumar Novels & Stories

he said and my eyes widened. " do you have any idea who he is...the boy...as you say he is not a boy but he is the Aarav Singh raizada.... He is the most richest and most powerful person in Delhi and in india as well....you can't kidnap him" I said but he shrugged.

Hurrying over, Cindy saw the famous doctor Adam Kincaid dressed in ripped jeans and singlet, black jacket and his boots. "Shelly, Kiara I think I'm seeing things." She said sounding so unsure. Shelly laughed, "I very much doubt that." Kiara rolled her eyes, "And you still insist that I'm the dramatic one." Cindy gasped. "What's there to not be dramatic about? Our favorite doctor goes to a night club?!" "Jackpot!" Kiara exclaimed. "What's the name of the club?" Shelly asked. "I don't see a name but we can run the club image, I think I saw the logo somewhere," Cindy replied taking over the laptop.

Your name…’ Lakshman ogled a person’s eyes. ‘Yes! My friend, we would like to know your name….’ Ram agreed with Lakshman’s query. ‘Envoy’ *****

She got ready and came out of the bathroom. Samarth was talking on the phone, "Ha... Di... I married a girl. I'm coming home with her." He hung up the call. Ravi paid hospital bills and carried her small bag. They sat in the car. Ravi starts driving. Ravi is the right hand of Samarth. He does everything as per orders given by Samarth. Aradhya doesn't know whom she married. She only knows Samarth, but this Samarth is the CEO of Goenka International, achieved a place among the richest person in India. She doesn't know his real identity.

R H Y K E R "Your majesty, I would like to know something about the political powers. Who do you want to choose?" "Christian Krey will be the minister of finance and William Potterson will be the minister of health, the others political powers will have to wait, I will give a thought about it." I answered radically as I watched my chosen people smiling and bowing at me in respect. "We won't let our country down, your majesty." They said and I nodded, waving them off.

Ravan: Greek god like body and sharp facial features , anybody would mistake him for being a super model however he is a killing machine, he is ruthless, brutal, cold and heartless who shows no mercy on his prey, he makes them suffer before killing them in deadliest way possible, Ravan Works for the only mafia in India Shabbir Shaikh, who solely owns whole underworld of India, Ravan runs every illegal bushiness of shabbir from extortion, Drugs smuggling, human trafficking , international smuggling to even KILLING , Every gangster wets their pants just hearing Ravan’s name, Every politician is under his command, police fears to even lodge an complaints against him, Media avoid every news rel

But, I'll spare you some experiences. The first mission was a direct order from the IW Senate President. [Named: Shiku Itikito Occupation: CEO of the number one technology maker in japan and also a Yakuza Leader who sells drugs in different parts of Japan. Mission: Infiltrate and kill Shiku Itikito] Shiku Itikito is one of the twelve Ronins of japan and also a former IW Senator. He broke the rules when he started shipping the drugs to Asia. All IW Senators have voted and agreed with the mission. The reward would be 500 IW Tokens.

The stress made my stomach turn and my hands became sweaty Someone hit the floor and we stopped "You are in the presence of His Majesty Romulus, the king of the werewolves and Jordan of all Jordan, the man with the staff announced I looked in front of me to see the king sitting on his royal throne, with his advisers or ministers sitting on both his sides "Enter your name and rank" commanded the same man "Herbert Henderson, Beta" "Karish Rinaldi, Jordan. "Stanlay Parker" I tried to sound confident because I had no rank

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Why couldn't they let us be? "Do you know who they are?" One of the girl's spoke and now I knew what was coming for us. I looked at Raj, and he looked equally disturbed by whatever was going to happen. "No?" "That man is Rajveer Raichand. One of the biggest industrialist in this city and that's his wife, Diya Raichand. And the most interesting part, these two have an age gap if whopping twenty two years." She announced, revealing our identity. "Twenty two years?" The other females looked shocked.