Aahna Sharma Novels & Stories

Armaan bit out “You know her?” Janani asked, faking a confused face “No” Armaan bit out, refusing to acknowledge what he already knew. “No worries. I will introduce myself. Aaradhya Ahuja. Daughter of Dr Gagan Ahuja and Durga Ahuja” Aaradhya said The brothers sucked in a sharp breath, when their suspicion was confirmed “And I am here to meet my elder brothers and get to know them”

She sees me and bit her bottom lip, looking nervous and out of place. “Why are you out of the car?” I ask as I approach her, realising now that she was out in the open with a murderer around. I looked around and lifted my nose to the air, but couldn’t smell anything but her. And Vanya. Ah. I understand her expression now. “Fuck sakes, what did Vanya want?” I ask with a sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose in annoyance at my Beta’s disrespect. Caterina looks down at her feet and lets out a sigh.

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

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she sat down on the stool behind the counter when Ayesha came running inside, shouting. "Sis! breakfast, am getting late." Ayesha said, quickly sat beside Arham. Ayat, who was about to take her first sip, looked at Ayesha from top to bottom. She was wearing a long heightened pink coloured dress with knee-length boots. Ayesha looked down at herself than at her.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

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saying she kissed Anshi on her both cheeks and both sisters giggled in her mother's arms and kissed on her both cheeks spreading their small arms around her neck in a tight hug. Akansha Khurana: 5 years old daughter of Mayank and Seher and the twin sister of Mysha. She is just 5 minutes older than Mysha. Her nickname is Anshi. She is mature from her age and spoiled because of her father. She is sweet but she can be bad if you mess up with her or her sister. Her attitude is just like her father and very short-tempered of course. She loves her mama and dadda and her little sister so much.

God this was wrong and it shouldn't happen with me. "Oh really then listen Mr.Sehgal I am not a normal girl whom you are thinking. I am Priya ..Priya Sharma I can do anything for my sake. Don't underestimate my strength okay ", I tried to hold my voice high but his smirking ..god damn that deathly smirking making me weak. "Then show me Priya Sharma I want to see spunky side of my girl " ,he breathed my neck his nose touching my shoulder sending unknown shudders to my spin.