Sana Name Novels & Stories

Sanskar gasped at Swara how the girl is careless with her mouth. "I....i... Didn't mean... Sansk... By the way, what's your name?" She asked changing the topic easily. "Sanky." He introduced himself. "Franky. sanky. What a strange name like food." Swara mimicked his name making him laugh at her expression. "By the way, what's your name?" Sanky asked. "Myself, Swara." She introduced herself and shook hands with him. Their conversation longs for some time. Sanskar did like the girl who is so innocent and captures his heart with her one glance. Swara on the other hand likes his company in this new atmosphere. Sanky looked gentleman which she wanted to protect her from every hard time.

She looked independent, unbothered, and purposeful — everything Timtim longed to feel one day. Sana’s eyes burned when they landed on Timtim her mangalsutra the vermillion on the partition of her hair was declaration of who she belongs to. “Good morning I am Sir's P.A...Sana mallik,” she said gently, taking in her simple attire. There was no attempt at glamour — just a plain saree, loosely draped, and minimal accessories. And yet, there was something innocent and pure in Timtim’s appearance that made Sana smile. Timtim felt her pulse quicken. She had expected judgment, curiosity, maybe even thinly veiled admiration. But instead, she felt an odd sense of ease. “Good morning, Sana” she replied

She had been busy chatting with Mona earlier and did not notice what had just happened. Still, Sanne laughed despite herself, seeing that Kat was genuinely puzzled. Did Mona miss the fact that she had just killed a man to assert her dominance?! "Listen here, all of you!" Sanne bellowed as she smirked, looking around and no longer holding back. "I am Sanne Dali of Thousand Isles Guild!"

"It's not been up to twenty four hours. I remember you." The blonde huffed. "Hey, I'm Charlie. Sana's best friend and chief bridesmaid." "Hey. Nice to meet you, I'm London." It took Sana's confused blink to realize my mistake. Fuck fuck fuck. In my defense, it was way too early to continue with my alternate personality. I immediately burst into laughter. "Oh my God, I'm kidding. You should have seen your face." I laughed. Sana gave a relieved smile. "I was so confused."

Sana never left her side even when they lived twenty minutes apart. “Hi darling!” She heard her cheerful voice from the other end which made her smile instantly. “Hello, where are you?” She asked. Sana studied architecture. It was their shared goal since childhood, but Olivia could not afford college after she was done with school. She was glad for her friend though. “Same old college.” She heard her dramatic sigh. Olivia laughed but remembered why she had called her. “Um, Sana, do you know any jobs I can apply for?” She asked hopping she would get a positive answer. Sana’s father did a lot of networking since he was a social worker that was why she decided to ask for her help.

“Don’t call her that, Kyle.” “What’s the big deal?” Kyle could not understand. Sanvika could see tension develop between the two guys. Vivaan’s eyes were getting narrow at the corners. She tried to pacify the situation. “I prefer Sanvika or Sanvi anyway,” She laughed. Everybody in her circle who could not pronounce Sanvika called her Sanvi. (Nobody called her just ‘San’. Yet…) “Call her whatever you want except ‘Vicky’, Kyle. There are many other pet names, right? Baby, darling whatever.” Vivaan went on.

Her mother-in-law, Skandar’s grandma, almost got a heart attack to look at her. "Mom can assume Sana as my next fiancée after this." Skandar said casually. "Who is Sana?" asked his mommy soon. "My new secretary earlier." Skandar smirked on his mother. “You are mischievous kid! Skandar Alexander Hemingway, do you want your name to be removed from our family line?" Her mother screamed frustrated.

Bell said excitedly making me happy. We gathered together as we stood up in the stage where we saw Sen, a female dark fae married to my cousin came to predict the gender. "It's a girl!" She announced making me rejoice and Bell give I can't believe I lost face. We all celebrated the occasion and I was glad that I was going to have a cute little girl that I hoped won't be too much trouble like her mother. Just as the deal, we agreed to call her Satanika.

he asked me. "Indian..you can't see I do not resemble others"I answered him. "Ohh..so Sann..yukta..right.. umm your name is difficult to pronouciate"he scratched his nape. "You can call me San.. my friends address me as San.."I told him with a polite smile. "San..can u gimme ur notes?"he asked me.I knew he was trying to make a proper conversation with me and my heart wished for the same.

he asked, looking around at the few people that occupied the restaurant. Sana smiled, then stretched her hand in front of him. "You must be Oliver Leo, I am Sana Mario, your date, it's nice to meet you". Oliver stared at the hand, then glanced around to make sure he wasn't being pranked, then looked back at Sana. "What the fuck are you talking about Sana, this is not funny, so cut it out". Sana frowned, her red lips forming a pout. Oliver tried not to notice. "I said I'm your date, Sana told me that I was going to meet her boss here for a date".