Shantaram Novel Novels & Stories

I’ve learned I don’t do well with blood. Nina handed me the gun as she walked by and pushed me out of the way. “Okay, this is going to hurt, so I hope you have a high pain tolerance.” Nathan just nodded. I didn’t doubt that he did, this is definitely not his first rodeo and I was sure this was not his first encounter with a gun. “So what’s your relationship with the Shifter? He’s quite possessive of you,” she asked as she dug her fingers into flesh. It was hard to see his wound, but it was obvious how deep it was when Nina dug her fingers into his back thigh.

Samar replied. Amarnath pinched the bridge of his nose. Satya Shetty was a small fish from Hyderabad, who had started dealing with them on a very small level. He was a middle-aged man with a mean ambitious streak and surprisingly loyal members of his family doubling up as his gang members. And now he wanted a piece of pie in Mumbai operations. Amarnath knew he was much powerful than Satya Shetty and even if he exerts all his resources, it will take Shetty a decade to become a danger to his empire. But then, the rift that was deepening every day between Kunal and Samar, was a gaping weakness that was not hidden from anyone. Especially not their enemies. Sometimes Amarnath cursed his dead son