Shantaram Novel Novels & Stories

I can't believe my sister is taking orders from a stranger. "She's talking to Mari in the Great Room," I pointed and watched Harriet squeal in delight at the fact that they are finally meeting Mari in person. That was her. She finds happiness in the simplest things and has an attention span of a three year old. Which is why when she left the house and decided to stay in New Orleans, I knew it was smart. Although she, too, was raised to survive the Mafia, she was too kind and headstrong to be treated like how the women in the business were being treated.

Samantha I get home, slip off my shoes, and open a bottle of white wine. I need this after the day I’ve had. I went to four other job interviews after the one at Maxwell Publishing. They were all brutal. Each one had wall-to-wall women who looked like models applying for the jobs. The job market is tough right now, so I have no idea what my chances are of getting a call back. I take a seat on my couch with my glass of wine in hand. I place the glass of wine in my hand on the couch, making sure not to spill as I lie back and close my eyes.

“When was it?” “On the 4th of this month. Just at exactly twelve a.m.” Antonio curses, simmering beside me. He takes the empty seat beside me and roams his gaze over the men. “Shark and I had a deal we’re both working on, a shipment that was supposed to be sent to Prague, but the delivery was hijacked by some unknown men…” Gasps and murmurs sweep through rooms. My mind runs a mile a minute in thought, wondering what’s actually happening.

Joy was crying out aloud. "Joy. Take a deep breath, Calm down."Christ was holding her daughter’s hands. "Do you still remember the story I told you about the Habitat of Shamans?" "Of course I do. You never stopped talking about it when I was young." For as long as Joy could remember, her father loved to tell her about all kinds of legends about the Habitat of Shamans, an ancient and mysterious wonderland. She recalled that there were also Shamans who could understand cat’s language. Joy looked at her father and turned round to look at Baby, it occurred to her that her bedtime story had come true.

When evening came I prepared some nice chapatis and beef stew. The anxiety in me was sky high as I anticipated for an evening of passion with my Shamba boy who seemed so promising. I even made sure to wear provocatively so that my curves would be so evident to try to see if I would win over Ken with physical appeal. I was seated on the coach watching some nice bongo movies when I heard a soft knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat. “Come in!” I said instinctively and held my breath to see who would come in. I did not even turn as I just wanted it to be a surprise to my psychology.

Navya pouted her lips," I haven't seen you in quite some time, you had been away all month to Shambhala, I missed you." Shambala had been a thorn in their side for the last four years. They captured the country, but they could not kill the spirit of the people in it. They had been facing constant rebellions, attempted coups, even assassination attempts. The country was in shambles, its people starving but they were not ready to submit. They were sure that one day, their lost princesses would come back. In a corner of his heart, he hoped so as well. Even though he knew she would hate him.

Sam stood silent by the sedan,“No devices past here.” I shook my head. “Nothing left to burn.” Freedom needs no signal. Twelve hours of sun. A vampire’s grave. My sanctuary. I adjusted the strap of my medical case—empty yesterday, full of purpose today. This heat doesn’t blister me. It fuels me. These children don’t see a vampire. They see hope. I stepped onto the cracked earth, and took the first breath of my new life. Not running from him. Running toward them. New York. The ceremony.

It was tempting until the edge of the temptation showed teeth. ~"~ The interior of the Rathbone SUV was unnervingly silent as Lena kept her eyes on Jeremy as he drove through Seattle's sleeping streets, the cityscape melting away into dense woods and sprawling estates. “You want answers,” Jeremy said, breaking the silence. “But the truth in this town is buried beneath layers of lies and blood. And some secrets... well, some secrets protect those who wield power.” Lena swallowed hard, gripping her camera tighter. “I’m not afraid.” Jeremy’s eyes flicked to her, something almost like respect shining through the storm of menace.

I said to him and took the glass of wine from him while he sat down, leaning back on his seat “Do you remember the first words I said to you the first time that you step your feet in SHANTY?” “Of course” I smiled, sipping my wine with my eyes on him, he leaned forward to the table staring at me eyeball to eyeball, “I told you Nazzy, this is SHANTY, this is the street, you don't belong here, and you promise that you're only here cause you wanted to raise money for your kitty cat, Brandy was with you, he pleaded on your behalf and I let you stay he even pleaded when you wanted to leave cause it wasn't time yet for you to go, but you said you needed to save your whatever lover, I allowed it bec

Shashank was lost in his memories when his assistant's voice came, "Boss, it's time for our flight. We have to leave for Uttarakhand in some time." Hearing his assistant's words, Shashank nodded yes and left from there. But while coming out of the hotel, Shashank's eyes fell on a novel lying at the book shop in front. That novel was attracting his attention again and again. Due to which he could not resist and he went and bought that novel. Never before had he been interested in a novel. But that novel was attracting his attention again and again. But as soon as he saw the cover page of that novel, he was surprised. This was the same novel about which Tanya had told him.