Reena Sharma Novels & Stories

(WARNING: Blood and gore ahead.) ______________________________ Rubeena and Inspector Kirti "What is this going on? Why is Naila dressed like that Astagfirullah! That to in front of Ridhima." Mrs Rubeena Alam said angrily and frustrated looking at the screen.

Vansh irritated and spoke further, "She is Sharanya Sharma, an engineering student. Umm, wait, she has joined your company too. For some work, umm, for a few days." "How is she?" Sid asked. "Damn, hot and best mistress. You know, I have spent many nights with her," vansh chuckled and my brain was out of mind. I grabbed the phone, and gritted angrily, staring at Sid, "He can lie, photos can be edited but I trust this girl." "Wait, what Arnav brother is doing there?" Vansh sounded terrible.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Sharma just looks as confused as I am. She must have sensed our confusion because she quickly helped us out by supplying her name. "Naomi Dawson." Sharma goes visibly pale. Now, she really has seen a ghost. Dawson's wife. The patron Sharma's having an affair with. I press my hands over my mouth. Naomi smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes.

"Why shouldn't I? I need this invite like now… now." Roshni sighed, looking away. "You know, I heard something recently," she said. Vidya turned to her. "You heard what?" She asked. "Rina now works as a maid in the palace," she said. "Rina? Which Rina?" She asked pulling up a sneering face. "Rina, the same Rina we know." "What!" She stood up. "You mean Rina Doween, working as a palace maid? Oh jeez," her right hand went to her head.

"Damn, I look bad ass." Reena finally decided after evaluating herself on the floor length mirror, "As I should!" She gloated. The red dress provided by the agency was simply stunning, designed to capture attention and hold it. “Agent 13! I am going to need you at full alert for this mission, I will not have you distracted.” A voice suddenly commanded from the doorway, and Reena whirled around in surprise, resisting the sudden urge to cross her hands around her chest defensively; it would be seen as a sign of weakness.

The priest started chanting mantras. During Varmala I got a glance of her face because her brothers picked her up. Oh my god. She is the one whom I am dreaming for past three days. What the fuck? She is the cafè girl. She is Shraddha Kumar. God must be crazy. The way he made my life is so interesting and exciting. She is looking breathtakingly beautiful in her wedding outfit. I can't take my eyes from her since she sat near me after the Varmala ritual. Someone cleared their throat. I looked in that direction where my Devil friends were smirking at me.

Darsh appointed an assistant for sanjana , Mrs seema tripathi who was a lady in her 30 s and having a good work experience. Darsh told her to keep an eye on sanjana ,as she is too naive to understand evil motives of other persons .Sanjana never understood why darsh is so particular about her security .

“Hey! I don’t need people to babysit m- also it’s important to figure out which screams suits me. Now when we have time, we’ll do the laugh. I feel like a big ‘hahaha’ suits me more than a giggle and-” “Jake is an expert in this, you know. You should ask him to sit with you.” I say and Jake widens his eyes at me before giving me an angry look. “Jake! Is that you?” I hear a sweet voice making me whip my head around in the direction of the woman who broke up with Jake a month before their wedding, I finally got a good look at her. The last time I had just seen her from a distance but now here she was standing in front of me looking so simple and beautiful. She was short with dark brown hair an

I could complain, I've been home for days and I've never had a chance to take a walk then another mission, or at least that's what I thought. “Hello, Mr. Raiko, the IW president wants to talk to you”, said by Sabrien. White hair match with brown eyes. A fellow assassin. I could say, she is beautiful, wise, intelligent and a very good friend too. “But he is still in meeting with the senators. Please do wait for a moment”, she added. “Yeah sure”, I replied with a tone of annoyed with the situation.