Romantic Indian Novels Novels & Stories

novels,''I said bluntly without realising what I said. ''Ohh romantic nice choice..even I like to read something romantic..which author?''he asked standing up.His bare torso was giving my heart a tough time to pump. "Jane Austin''I told him my favorite writer's name.Actually the only name I remembered at the moment. "Good choice feminist ha.."he rummaged through book shelves . While he was searching for the book I lost myself in the song..but at the same time I was curious to know that he too like veteran Hindi songs.

Chapter 17 Roman’s POV I had been kissed a thousand times before. Women with painted lips and hungry eyes had thrown themselves at me as if kissing me was a crown they could wear. But none of those touches,none prepared me for the madness of this one. India’s lips were soft, trembling, hesitant at first like a secret begging to be kept, then bold enough to make the world tilt on its axis. I stood there stunned. My arms didn’t even move. My brain stalled as if someone had ripped the gears out of me.

“One thing, to write a romance novel.” “Me too. Never liked those types of novels.” “There is one more type that I don't like.” “What type is that?” “Where the husband cheats his wife, and she faithfully prays that he will return to her and that they will live happily ever after.” “Just, look at our Lady Vertina.” “What's with her?” “The last time, I heard about her, she had three lovers and two husbands.” “Three lovers and two husbands? ” “Yes. Do you know, what's the best part?”

He said. " Bye!! " I said and Disconnected the call. " I am sorry, you were saying something?? " I asked the cab driver. " Have an enjoyable stay ma'am. I would suggest that you visit Khajjiar. Khajjiar is also known as Mini Switzerland of India, it would be the best romantic trip. " He said. Romantic trip?? Alone?? " Sure!! " I said as I didn't have to tell him that. We reached the cottage, it was much more beautiful than my imagination, was mesmerized by its beauty. It would have been a perfect one for a romantic honeymoon...

*** The SEQUEL to MY INDIAN WIFE is out now and the name is MY INDIAN WIFE: Love Finds Its Way. Kindly search MY INDIAN WIFE: Love Finds Its Way or click on Author Anika to get the list of all my books. I really wish you all enjoy the second half of Christian and Mishka’s love story and shower the same love and support as you have given to this book. Hope to see you all in the Sequel, which is waiting to be added to your library. Also, I can’t wait to introduce you all to Kiara, Ivaan, Eric, and Rylie (the new cute additions in the sequel)

I leaned in a fraction of an inch, a teasing glint in my eyes, "I prefer classic literature. Russian realism, psychological thrillers. Dostoyevsky, Fitzgerald, Hemingway. I like substance." "Substance?!" Ruby mocked, completely offended. "Are you implying my romance novels don't have substance? Excuse you, but enemies-to-lovers tropes require intense psychological maneuvering! The angst! The tension! It's art, Alexander. Your little Russian thrillers have nothing on a slow-burn romance."

I lean against the door frame, crossing my arms over the chest. “I don’t know, I picked this up from Bianca’s table in her office. It happened this book is actually a romance.” Showing me the cover of a half-naked man. “And since when you like reading a romance novel?” She barks into laughter. “I’m actually having fun. The guy is an asshole and the woman is a demure type.” “Uh, a stereotyped bad boy, playboy. I know you have a thing for that kind of guy.” I don’t know why suddenly I feel a pang in my chest. She’s already my wife, but still, I’m jealous of her imaginary guy.

Now I can take a long cold shower! ~~~~~~~ So that was the first chapter. Hope you liked it guys. This is an Indian romance so ofc, Hindi will be used in many chapters. I've translated the words so those who don't know Hindi can also understand. Hope you liked the chapter. If you like the book, please add it to your library and don't forget to leave a review. There is an Indian sweet dish! Thank you very much :)

Arash asked Zaya in return. "Do you know about the author of this novel?" Zaya asked again. "Oh ...!" Arash clapped his hands and walked back towards the table where Zaya was sitting, smiling proudly at her. "That's a romance novelist from Indonesia, as far as I remember ... each of her novels always uses a different flower photo, right?" Arash asked again.

Everything will be revealed in the romantic, mystery story of 'BEAUTY WHO EMBRACES THE BEAST' *** Book 10) Hades SASSY Persephone [Stand-Alone book] {Story of ShivShakti Singh Rathore and Adrija Singh} Blurb :- She blinked her eyes and a few seconds later she blurted out in a low tone, "Baby Rathore, Can I Muaah You?"