Tumhare Husn Ke Naam Novels & Stories

Darsh instructed as we stood in front of each other, "As you say, Master." Uncle Hemant said, and then his head turned towards me, "What should I bring for my lady?" "Anything light will be good." "All right, ma'am." He nodded. "Please call me Khushi." I requested, but it seemed to distress him. "I'm not allowed to call my owners by their first names." He opposed it. "But—" I was about to say something, but he scooted away from the place with the speed of light, and I closed my mouth again.

Hussaina has always been the nicest twin but never shows it until one gets to know her better. " by the way I've got some gist for you " hassana grinned widely . " and what's that ?" Hussaina asked quizzically " Remember that guy from accounting class? The cute guy I once told you about " Hussains raked her brain to remember " you mean Saddam? The guru? Your crush? " " bingo!. Yes him " " What about him? " Hussaina asked confused. " He is going to be tutoring me!" she squealed out like it was the most beautiful thing she has ever said

Virat asked the question I want to ask " because she is my batchmate She is in my college her name is Sanjh Mehra. She hates relationships and boys, "Aryan said and I sighed in relief thank god she doesn't like someone. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. What an irony I'm Aayansh that means sun and she is Sanjh that means twilight. But why she hates boys? Is that means that she will hate me too? " give me full information about her and dare you to tell anyone about her, not even Anaita as well, "I said the last part for the lovesick puppy aka Virat

Fuck, why was I having an erection? Well, we came out of the room and were walking on the streets. Have I told you my name? No? Oh, I am really sorry. My name is Arsh. Not a common name, but this name is what my father gave me. I was the same age as Subham, am better looking and I did not suffer from premature balding either. I am a good-looking guy; you know. I have short silky black hair, beard, yellow skin and I also have a toned body. But who looked at all these? They only wanted money which I didn't have.

, He kneeled beside his wife as he held her by the shoulder. "Grandma...Grandpa, I'm Aarav, my mom named me Aarav because she wanted to be less naughty...but my Aunt Aditi gave me the nickname Sunny so that I can still shine brightly and said it's okay to be naughty sometimes...so you can call me Sunny.", The kid smiled and said. Hearing Aditi's name...Karan seems to find something that he forgot as his eyes widened. 'This punch...is what you deserve.', Anan's voice resounded in his brain. He now understood what Anan meant.

"But, You are more respectable according to the relations." "Hnn, My name is Gulaab Bai Bhabhi Saheb and I am the sister of Bhai saheb," She said smilingly looking at me. Abhishree looked at me too and replied. "I know, Maa saheb told about you and You have a really beautiful name, Princess" "Of course, Bhai Saheb gave me that name. He loves Roses that's why he called me Gulaab." She smiled and continued. "By the way what's your name Bhabhi Saheb"

‘Mujhe Ishq Hai Tere Chune Se Mujhe Ishq Hai Tera Hone Se Tere Hath Mein Apne Hathon Se Tere Sath Kate Din Raaton Se’ (I’m charmed by your touch I adore being yours I enjoy seeing my hand in yours I enjoy spending my nights and days with you.) - Advika Siddharth Singh Khurana ******

His face holding hundreds of emotions that I can't understand. How could I forget him, my brother, "The Hero" HUSSNAIN!!!!! Mama used to say his name was an amalgam of Hassan and Hussain. The Prince of Jannah...His proud eyes were full of pain,doomness.His arrogant and cocky face was so broken. So vulnerable. It was totally unusual scenario because my brother was never weak. His face always show his cockiness, his intelligence. He was handsome and he knows it.It was always envious of him. Everyone used to say he is like mama. He indeed holds her blood.

Sorry love but I won't let any b*stard what is mine . Tanya(P.O.V) Well, today I am getting ready for the Charity event in which we all were invited but for some reason the girl who was assigned the task to singing and delivering the speech was not present there . As the event was held by my aunt's friend I decided to help her . Hurrying to the backstage I decided to sing 'Maa ' song from 'Taare Zameen par' . (The song she sang is a Hindi song if anyone interested in listening then they can search it on youtube is a beautiful song ) , I can feel the warm tears in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall . I began with my speech after that :-

She watched me confused. "Um no... I mean, why do you ask?" I laughed it off. "Um...is he single by any chance. He's soo handsome you know." Her eyes glimmered. "Eh... he's ok." I wrinkled my nose. Why am I agitated? "No he's really handsome! Now what's his name?" "I...uh.... I don't remember actually... he's new here....so..." "It's Ruzhaan." We both looked towards the door where he was standing and he walked in.