Shivani Raghuvanshi Romane & Geschichten

After having her breakfast she picked up her bag and left for her college but not before pecking Reema bi on the cheek. Shanaya Singhania: 20 years old, a lively soul, a free bird. She is a beautiful girl with a round face, pointed nose and beautiful long jet black hair. She was the epitome of beauty. Her smile can turn anyone's worst day into the best. Her coffee brown orbs shining with a glint of gold held pure innocence and can capture anyone's heart into them. The only daughter of Rajeev Singhania. She loves her dad a lot and is currently studying in college. ✩✩✩✩✩

Well my bad. Mohini chuckled : It's ok so tell me about this alliance you are suggesting! Awantika: Oh yes Sameer Singhania has two daughters one of which is my daughter-in-law Ruchi. His elder brother Nitin bhaisaab have two sons. I am talking about his younger son Aditya Singhania. Mohini stood up and left to balcony so she can hear Awantika's voice more clearly as Vinay was making funny noises to entertain small Riva.

MY GIRL SEASON 2 (BECOMING A PRINCESS) PROLOGUE Tatiana Rashmi Montana or as she likes to be called Rashmi is the second daughter of Roshni and Tyler Montana who we all knew how tragic and fun their love story was. Unlike her two siblings rashmi didnt like she spotlight she always liked being the Invincible one and to her parents surprise she was the only one who didnt go into acting and modelling like her sister Raven and Trevor. Rashmi has always believe there was a place for her in Indian she loved the country so much. Her dream came through she was posted to indian for her medical internship.

In one word her days aren't going bad. On the other hand, Shivansh didn't return to America because of his family. While staying in India he came to know about Niyati's location. He also got to know that he has a daughter whom Niyati hid from him. Not only this but also he got to know that Ranvijay is actually VR who was a criminal before. Though he doesn't know about VR and Orni's relationship. He told Niyati about VR but as expected Niyati didn't believe him. Then, he did whatever his mind suggested to him. He can't let his daughter stay with a criminal. He won Neela's custody. He is no less than an asshole. He separated a three-year-old baby from her mother.

Vinod was deeply humbled by Savita's trust and replied, "Thank you, ma'am. There's one more thing I wanted to discuss." Savita inquired, "What is it?" Vinod hesitated momentarily before revealing, "Someone in Bollywood wants to make a film about you." Savita's eyes widened in surprise as she processed Vinod's unexpected revelation. The idea of a film centred around her life seemed both exhilarating and daunting. This revelation completely took her aback. She exchanged a glance with Rachna, who was seated before her, and the sheer surprise on their faces mirrored the extraordinary journey they had undertaken.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

𝗧𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮 Age - 53 Wife of Siddharth Singhania Mother of Dhruv, Karan and Deepak Chaotic lady yet No old sass typo Cautious of reputation but isn't pushy person "What work are you doing, daughter-in-law? Let's go make a reel on that Hero Honda one." 𝗦𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮

We reached the venue in no time and sat at a table. "Hey Aditya!!! How are you?" I heard a female voice from my behind and I turned around to see who it is. She is nisha. "Hi nisha" I said giving a hug to her. Nisha is one of my school friend cum business partner, she is already married to the love of her life Rajeev and he is an IPS officer who is also a best friend of mine. We three are friends from the childhood. From the corner of my eye I observed Kushi and she was looking at me angrily. So my angle is jealous. I smiled to myself. I got an idea to make her even more jealous.

“And your name is?” “Rosalyn Vale.” Her voice carried a quiet confidence, not arrogance, but the kind of assurance that didn’t need to be proven. She extended a folder across the desk, and when I took it, her hand was steady. Inside were credentials that were surprisingly thorough, project management, operations, and coordination under several different pack-owned businesses. All clean. Too clean, maybe.

"Shivam?" *****