Shiv Kumar Sharma Novels & Stories

But she had done nothing to earn it. Unlike Ravina. Ravina had never cared about power. She had never needed to prove herself through manipulation or empty words. She had been a warrior, a protector, a leader in her own right. And I had thrown her away for this. My hands clenched into fists under the table. I was a fool. I turned back to the elders. “The mating ceremony is postponed.” A heavy silence fell over the room. Amira sprang up from her chair. "You can't do this!" She was shrill, frantic. "Do you know how this is going to make me look?"

He then gestured for the driver to head back home. “Right. I got a lead when I sent people out for the investigation.” “The person who looked just like you in the footage might be involved with Frankie Garcia.” Harvey smiled. “Who’s that?” “He’s the deputy director of the Bharata Business Council. He has a huge status, and he’s also blessed with talent and wealth at a very young age.” “He’s also a Kshatriya, and one of the most talented people in India.” “Aside from being a business wizard, he’s also well-versed in Yoga. He’s a skillful man when it comes to martial arts.”

She was genuinely happy. " Sandhya di, who are these people? Where is Shubh bhaiya? " A few children asked. " Well kids, Shubh bhaiya was out of Delhi. So I came with my friends. She is Maurvi di and he is Gautam bhaiya. He is a doctor. And he is... Vikram Ji, he is also a doctor. " She smiled at me. Maurvi and Gautam also smiled and then said hello to the kids.

BECAUSE YOUR BODY ALSO CRAVING ME THE SAME WAY AS I WANT YOU. Her face was pale like he snatched her soul by those words in one stroke. FLASHBACK It was Aska and Kavan Khushwah’s engagement party in Nair house. Kavan was Anil Khushwaha’s elder brother’s only son. Kavan was an IFS officer ( INDIAN FOREIGN SERVICE Officer) who was working with the Indian foreign ministry. He met Aska in Manchester by accident. They got friends and found their family carried a long business rivalry and also personal adversary, too.

She was really, genuinely happy. " Sandhya di, who are these people? Where is Shubh bhaiya? " A few children asked... " Well kids, Shubh bhaiya was out of Delhi. So I came with my friends. She is Maurvi di and he is Gautam bhaiya, he is a doctor. And he is... Vikram ji, he is also a doctor. " She smiled at him. Maurvi and I also smiled and then said hello to the kids.

But there was still a lingering discomfort, a shadow of the spell that had bound her for years. Kiara, noticing the strain, decided it was time to take Serena to someone who could help more directly. “She’s a shaman,” Kiara explained. “Old as the forest and twice as mysterious. But if anyone can help you, it’s her.” Serena hesitated. “Will she hurt me?” Kiara gave her a smile. “Only if you lie to her.” The journey to the shaman’s cave took half a day by horse. Nestled in the spine of the northern cliffs, the place was guarded by nothing but trees and silence. Vines hung like curtains over the stone entrance, and the air smelled of earth, sage, and firewood.

Sahil Sharma's story is one of love, sacrifice, and determination, a testament to his unwavering commitment to his family and the profound influence he has had on the life of his daughter, Aditi Sharma. Sameera Sharma, a name that resonates with warmth and affection, is not just a mere housewife; she is the cornerstone of the Sharma household, where love and family values reign supreme. As the devoted wife of Sahil Sharma, she brings a sense of harmony and completeness to their home. However, her role extends far beyond just that of a homemaker; it is in her unwavering love for her husband Sahil and their cherished daughter, Aditi, that she truly finds her purpose and happiness.

Shyamala's brother and his commander-in-chief. Shourya was the son of the first wife while Shyamala was the daughter of second wife of their father Kritiverma. Shourya in a fit of anger had killed an innocent man during his young days causing his father to announce that Shyamala would succeed him and not Shourya. Shourya was a very powerful man, an exemplary warrior. Even though he was the step-son, Shyamala's mother loved him as her own son. She tried to persuade her husband against it. Kritiverma thought Shourya was using her against him. He threw him out of his kingdom. Shourya's step mother was a dear friend of Samudra's mother. Hence on her request Empress Chandramathi had taken Shourya

Around him were his closest men — Raj, the General Commander, tall and ever sharp-eyed; Veer, the tactician with a penchant for jokes; and three council ministers who had stood beside him in countless matters: Vaibhav, Amar, and Kshitij. A lean, graceful man in his late forties circled the king with a measuring tape. The master of textiles and tailoring, a famed Vastraacharya, known as Raksham, was one of the finest artisans from the southern courts, summoned for this task alone. His steady fingers measured Samarth’s chest and shoulder with a near-devotional focus, though his ears picked up the murmured teasing of the men nearby. "Careful, Raksham," Veer smirked, leaning against a carved pil

As soon as Shivam was about to drink coffee, a girl came into his cabin. Her name was Sneha Sharma, she was the daughter of Nishant Sharma, a shareholder of Shivam's company. And she was also his father's friend's daughter. Sneha was a very picky girl, and her family members tolerated all her tantrums. So she just felt that she would get everything, she liked Shivam. Meaning, what did she like? She just wanted to get him. And because of her family, she felt that only she would become his wife. That's why she used to behave with everyone as if she was his future wife.