Tia Malhotra Novels & Stories

Because he had buried the past inside him. Tanisha Das : Daughter of Jyoti and Sanjay Das. A sweet, innocent kind hearted beautiful bengali girl. She is 21 year old. She is doing her graduation. She is dearly loved by her family but her brothers and father love her the most. He give her freedom but they are orthodox in some matters. Mamta Raisingh : mother of Aviraj and Jivika. And wife of Vijay Raisingh. She is sweet women and her only wish is to see her son geeting married.

Me and my stupidity. "Here give it to me," Mrs. Malhotra said. Lifting my gaze, she saw standing there in a royal blue top and black jeans. Her hands inched forward, to get Ria from my lap. The wailing of her stopped as soon as she was in her grandmother's arm. Charm of a family. When Ria was quiet, Mrs. Malhotra skidded her gaze to mine. "What are you doing here, Sanchi?" "You called me." Knowledge draped over her facial like a veil, and she nodded and sat on the couch, Ria on her lap, grinning.

“You’re playing a very dangerous game.” She turned to leave, but paused at the door. “I was a Sanskaari girl, you know,” she said thoughtfully. “Until you hijacked my balcony dreams.” Then, with her dupatta fluttering and anklets clinking like tiny war drums, she disappeared. And Aariz Sheikh, powerful, disciplined, ruthless — leaned back against the desk… …and laughed. It was short, unexpected, and rare. But real. He didn’t know what it was about her — that insane chaos, that fearless mouth, or that ridiculous plant — but something about Timtim Mishra was crawling under his skin.

Elaine let out a sigh, rubbing her temple as she spoke, changing how she pronounce Tanya. “I promise I won’t tell anyon—wait what? She?” Kiara didn’t clearly hear what Elaine said and continued to speak with confidence in her tone, when she was about to finish her sentence then she realize what Elaine said. “Yeah, he, Tanvi Elsher is a girl” Elaine looks at Kayla with a shallow smile on her face, crossing her legs and putting her hands on her knee. “Oh my, well…now that you said about it, she does have an appearance of a woman” strangely enough, Kiara accepted the fact so fast and keep nodding as she connects the pieces.

"You think I'm a stupid chasing a unknown girl? Others could be fooled, but I'm not! There's really nothing to hide in this world. No matter how clever people are at hiding something, there must be an opening for demolished! "But don't worry! Only I know about this secret. I got this secret in my own way, Ashita didn't tell me! And she doesn't know that I know her secret." A look of shock and disbelief was evident on Anil's face. "One more thing let me tell you! I love her not because she is the daughter of a conglomerate. In my eyes she is still Ashita Agrawal, a kindergarten teacher from Gondia! I didn't know Zoya Bipasha Vijayalakshmi. Even though they are the same person!"

Theodore yawned in boredom of our conversation. “Such a child. My last name is Castor.” He was mocking her now. She was not amused either. “Hump…” Jamira turned her head at him. “My last name is Di Maria.” Theodore laugh. “So wait…. Hahahahaha … you’re telling us your name is Jamira Di Maria! Hahahahaha! What a name for a demon!!!” I looked at him dumbfounded by his laughter. Why was it so funny? I did not see why her name was ironic.

, Anvesha announced to her audience as the director signaled her to continue. During the interview, Anvesha admired the strength of the lady sitting before her. Clad in a purple colored cotton sari, Ms. Gayatri Desai was a trained boxer, an eminent social right activist and a generous lady with a beautiful heart. No one could imagine she was subjected to domestic violence in her childhood.

Waiting for two or three seconds, arranging her hair and dress, Shanaya walked on the shiny black marble corridor which led her to a beautiful girl, dressed in violet formal attire, sitting in front of the computer and fully engrossed in typing. The girl looked in the direction of Shanaya and enquired in a soft voice: "Do you have an appointment?" "Yes". "May I know your name, please?" "Shanaya Malhotra". The girl stood up and walked toward her left. On reaching a particular glass door, she knocked on the door and entered when she heard "Come in". Closing the door silently behind her, Erina, Vihaan's secretary, look at the busy Vihaan and spoke:" Sir, Ms Shanya Malhotra is here to see you."

she said with so much joy Amira was so confused as to how she had gotten here and who this woman was. As if the woman had read Amira’s mind she said “My name is Tarah.. Queen Tarah, my guards found you in the bush unconscious and then brought you here” Amira couldn’t remember anything other than the sharp pain she’d felt before she felt down. She clutched into her baby bump. Queen Tarah noticed how she held unto her stomach and smiled “I had my midwife check you since I noticed you were heavy with child and she told me the baby is okay and you where 5months gone” Queen Tarah said