Romance Indian Novels & Stories

She blushed. "I didn't ask anything, you can reply," He chuckled. "Nowhere," She replied, stealing her gaze from him. "Well, Ummm. If we talk about India, we have mansions in each big city in India. We have resorts in Andaman and Goa. If you want to go outside of India, we should go to Italy, Paris, Switzerland or whenever you wish," He acknowledged her. Still, she is silent. "We got married in an awkward situation. I can not change it. But the rest of life, we can enjoy," He admitted.

I found out her mother dead while giving birth to her and how her father got married to another women who have a daughter making her have a step mother and sister. "You know what Mr DiCaprio I accept your proposal. I will to be your lover." She said cutting the call. Woah! That was easy ...too easy...she didn't even argue or put up a fight like I was expecting her too. Maybe she like me also and she finally realized her undying love for me. Too bad all I feel for her is lust not love. Stop lying to your self Romeo. Samantha Today is the day I face me DiCaprio after the phone call as his lover officially if that is even a thing.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart.

She asked and I turned "I'm doctor Lindsay , I attended to a patient a while ago she was bleeding.She called her friend Cassy and they seem to be in a hurry"The doctor said "Cassy,yes her friends name is Cassy .She has hazel eyes and her hair is chestnut brown.What's wrong with her.Why was she bleeding?"I said "This information is meant to be classified.Who are you to her"She asked "I'm her husband"I said and brought out my phone and showed her a wedding picture of I and Vida

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

I say, frowning a little. “01 Kind men are ugly. 02 Handsome men are not nice. 03 Handsome and kind men are married. 04 The handsome, kind, and single are poor. 05 Handsome, kind, single, and rich people are not interested in you. 06 The handsome, kind, single, rich, and interested people are interested in you only because of the hookup. 07 Those who are handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, and faithful, are homosexuals. 08 The handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, faithful, who do not lose interest if you are the ones who make the first step. Those men must have a problem!

“A girl your age should be reading résumés. Of eligible bachelors.” Jaiyana rolled her eyes, lifting her book just enough to show the cover: The Cities of the Indus Valley. “Nani, you can’t be serious. I’m not marrying a man because of his résumé.” Padma tilted her head, the silver bangles at her wrist catching the light as she adjusted the edge of her sari. A knowing smile tugged at her lips. “Child, love matches are like fireworks. They are bright, loud, and over far too quickly. Security — now that burns like an oil lamp. Steady. Dependable. Generational.”

“I haven’t even met him.” “Exactly!” she shouted. “That’s worse! Falling for someone you’ve never seen is peak disaster energy.” “I’m not falling for anyone.” “Good.” She pointed at me again. “Because emotional damage is expensive. And I know you. You fall for men with mystery, danger, and cheekbones sharp enough to stab you.” “I do not!” “You SO do.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “And this man sounds like he invented cheekbones.” I let out a breath and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi