Samskara Novel Summary Novels & Stories

The whole car is echoed with loud sobs of the girl who is in bridal attire SITARA SINHA. Yes , Today is her wedding with the devil who is disguised as a human named SAMRAT RAICHAND. A name which is enough for her to go numb in fear. But overcoming her fear with lots of hope she managed to escape from his clutches which is turned to be futile. Not after about half an hour of her escaping she got caught by his second in command and most trusted person Ram. She is fiddling her fingers in tension while shedding tears. She was only capable of cursing her fate and the day when she came in front of the devil. It was her only option which the devil left.

Samya´s POV The mirror gave me back an image I hardly recognized. It wasn't Samya, the vibrant, dreamy she-wolf who longed for her predestined mate. She was a porcelain doll, meticulously adorned for a sacrifice. The midnight blue silk dress, hand-picked by my father, tightened around my waist to the point of suffocation, and the diamond necklace, heavy and cold, felt like a collar around my neck. Each jewel, each strand of perfectly arranged hair, was an invisible chain, binding me to a destiny I hadn't chosen.

I’d made the right choice when I booked the reservation. I kicked off my heels, dropped my suitcase to the side and sank into the bed. The sheets were cool and cozy and they welcomed me. My body, which was heavy with exhaustion, sank deeper as I spread my arms and legs. Finally, I was going to get some rest. After resting a little, I dragged myself to the shower. Steam clung to my skin when I came out and I slipped into one of the silk robes I'd packed. The robe clung short against my thighs, sleeveless and nearly transparent—a daring gift from Hannah. I considered changing out of it, but with no one expected at my door tonight, I let the thought slip away.

he questioned. She gulped in fear. She nervously looked at him while answering. "Ummm. Ummm.. Woah! I ... am.... h..e...r..e for the interview,"she managed to say. Sanskar indicated her to sit and asked for her documents. She forwarded him all her documents. While talking the documents he smirked evilly and touched her palm and caressed her fingers. Swara instantly pulled her hands from him and sat silently. He kept looking at her with eyes full of an unknown emotion that he never had seen anyone with. He wanted her and even he knew that he would get her easily after all he is The Sanskar Maheswari.

She asks while still feeling unsure of exactly what has just happened. "I wanted to see if you were ticklish. I have a fetish for ticklish women." His smirk grows as he stares at her with a glint in his eyes. Before she can say more, he turns and goes to the checkout counter. Soon after, he disappears into the night. Afterwards, Sara continues shopping, but Sam haunts her every thought. “Damn! I should have got his number.” She murmurs under her breath, while checking out.

Every single thing about him became so tough at each touch which Somira gave him. The feeling felt so good on Samira's body as she looked down to his thighs and saw how bulky his package had become, with his balls feeling so soft and full in his pant, as he pressed them on and against her belly button. And before she could say "Jack", he pulled a little ... ripped off his glasses from his eyes... and began to kiss and suck so hard her neck.. like his entire life depended so much on it... leaving Somira recklessly helpless... and almost completely damaged like a wreck.

SAMANTHA'S POV As I stood there fighting the urge to fix my dress for the umpeetedth time that day,my thoughts drifted to the the man that sat so handsomely clad in a suit that I had handpicked for him. My lips widened in a proud smile as I thought back to all the memories we've made from the nights of passionate lovemaking leading up to today. ***FLASHBACK***

The email from Barnes gave permission for any service required. "Any service I might require?" Sam asked. Resha said "yes, any service," sincerely, without thought. "Well then, we should probably start at the bottom," Sam said. With that Sam got on her knees and insisted on washing, massaging and finally kissing Resha's tiny feet. Resha felt like she had died and was in Nirvana! She had never known the like. Plus, the treatment continued up her body, until Sam finally massaged Resha's scalp. She was amazing!

I pulled out my phone and called my PA, Brad. "Get me everything you can on Samantha Rae. Start with her address. I think she's going to need my help." Brad, immediately, responded instantly. "On it, sir.". I hung up and leaned against the hospital wall, my head reeling. Samantha was different. I had dated enough women in my life, gold diggers, social climbers, women who faked being nice just to get close to me. But she… She's completely different. Samantha's POV

“You might as well talk to me. It'll make the time go by quicker.” “I guess...” she says. “I guess it would be nice to talk about it, but I don’t even know where to begin.” “Well, why don't you start at the beginning? That's where I always start when I don't know what to do.” “Okay, I’ll start at the beginning. Maybe it'll help me make sense of everything, because I still don't understand how everything went wrong.” I listen quietly as Samantha tells me everything that happened once Raphael challenged the alpha. I feel terrible for her. I can't believe she's gone through so much.