Novels by ANKITA KUNDU

Raymond"Boss, we got to find the mole. He is now in the basement. Mr. Romano is trying to get information from him.", said Maxim, one of the Moretti's men."It's time to visit our special guest." With that, Raymond went to the captive's cell.He entered the cell and saw the mole bitten brutally. He went forward to his captive and staring at him with a blank expression. The captive, who was groaning in pain, was terrified to see the most feared mafia leader standing in front of him. He knew his end was near. The Moretti family was merciless. But, the young leader was more vicious and manipulative.Raymond asked in a cold voice with a blank expression, "Who sent you to spy on us?"The captive tried his luck once more, "Sir, I don't know anything. It's a misunderstanding. I'm not the mole, please, believe me."Raymond roared and punched his captive's already swollen jaw. He took a sharp knife from his drawer and stabbed him on

AryaWe went back to Los Angeles on the very next day my brother told me about his long lost lover and his son. He has a reservation at a nearby hotel from the airport as he gets some accommodation of being a pilot. They do receive some facilities as they get to stay by in the hotel only to board a flight the next day. I have already bought some toys and candies for my nephew. I fancy playing and spending time with him today, where the couple would try to fix their relationship if there has any misunderstanding.Kathy, my would-be sister-in-law, was a very sweet woman. She was always on my brother's side. From kindergarten to high school, they come and go to school together, they had the same taste in music. Where my brother is in the science department, she was in art. They parted in university. She chose to be a painter, where he determined to go to the air force, although he is two steps away from his goal, only two years to go. I am n

AryaThe dreadful day passed, I spent the whole Sunday at home. I was tired, didn't want to move from my bedroom to the kitchen. But, I did move anyway. I studied for the whole day. The semester was near. Ethan and Zack called and asked if I wanted to hang out with them or not. I denied and hinted about that strange incident. They made me agree to have a group study in my home. I agreed. They came to my home afternoon.We studied for a long time and completed our project. While having coffee, we discussed the topics we didn't get. When it was eight at night, we stopped, ordered take-out. Despite being different from each other, we have lots of things in common, which bound us together. We always have time for each other. Ethan is known as a bad boy, which is just a facade. He is more talented and sharp among the three of us. I also knew they gonna ask me about yesterday's incident. I was ready to spit it out.When our orders were d

Author's PovRaymond was raging inside. That strange woman frustrated him beyond his imagination. She made him do whatever she wanted him to do. In his whole life, no one ever dared to make him do anything, and no one had over-powered him before. But here, her action only aggravated the situation from his point of view. Strangely he couldn't resist her demands. She helped him to fight against those goons, and now she was taking him to the infirmary. She was stiff yet calm. She was persistent, and her determination level was high. But what's with addressing him with those ridiculous names, old man and good boy. He didn't know how come he was tolerating a woman, he despised them. Here, he was getting help from a strange lady.Raymond was observing her keenly. She was cautious all the time. After she helped him to get seated in the waiting room, she put a blank expression, and her eyes were cold. She had a deadly side, which she showed around

Raymond"Mr. Knight, the chauffeur is waiting outside, the jet is ready to take off.", my secretary Nicholas informed. It's time to board for Canada. We have to finalize a deal with my father George Knight's old acquaintance Thomas Davies by today this afternoon."Let's go," I said and went to the elevator.The whole office staff bowed their head in front of me. I paid zero attention and hopped in one of my SUV's back seat while my assistant sat in front of the passenger seat. We arrived at the airport within ten minutes and halted in front of my private Jet. My bodyguards surrounded the whole area. One of them opened the door and led me toward the Jet.Earlier in the board meeting, there happened usual bickering between the officers. I was pissed but waited till the end to inform them of my final decision. I let them speak as much as they could. Then we got to finalize the deal with Davies's Corp by afternoon and needed to

AryaYou will always shine if you never stop chasing after your dreams. I believe in it. Your path of destination can be different from others, but you need to hold your ground and keep walking, don't be afraid to see the bumpy road. A positive attitude gives you power over your circumstances instead of your circumstances having power over you. It works on me, I think it also works on others as well. Okay, now enough with my positive vibes. I am nervous a bit about the tournament. But, I am also excited about my motorbike racing.I woke up and watched toward the window that the day was rather pleasant. I went downstairs, had my breakfast, and was ready to check on my motorbike. I checked on the main things; like tires and wheels, brakes, fuel systems, and other parts as well. I changed some parts with new ones which I have brought home earlier. Then checked on the scratches and put color on those places after cleaning my who

RIKAAfter running away from my home, I don't know where exactly I wanted to go. So, I went to our nearest station and after buying the ticket, I hopped on my scheduled train for a long-distance journey. I decided to go to the last stoppage train, which is named Hadley Village. I got to know that place was bound by lush green forest near the bank of the river and a wonderful mountain view, the place eligible for trekking, rock climbing. So I decided it would be great to stay for some time which is far away from my ho

WILLIt is hard to believe how someone's life is planned before they are even born. You have no right to decide what you want to be. Dream, passion for having other things is called wastage of time to your elders. Well, this is what happened in my case too. Well, I forgot to tell, myself Will Smith, the only heir of Smith Corp., graduated from Harvard University, at 21 years old as I had to take over my family business. My parents are always on business trips, have no time for me to them. Coming from a wealthy family

RIKALife is precious. It is wise to spend every single second of our life gracefully. Well, I should introduce myself first. I am Rika Millar, only the child of my parents, who are, by the way, both advocates, I am not so close to them as they are both busy in their jobs. I kind of become a rebellious princess to them. Well, note the sarcasm. I am not that mean but sensible to those who are needed my help.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------Meet Rika Millar,20 years old, humorous, adventurous, firm believer girl who has her way to spend her life gracefully. She believes in the darkness there you eventually can come across the light. She also is running from her demons to find a way out. In her journey, she comes across a man, late twenties jumped from the cliff where she was at the bottom enjoying the view of the river. When she saw a blond man with a white shirt fallen in the river she suddenly jumped for his rescue. After bringing h

Skyla(Past)I woke up with severe pain in my head. Did I hit my head somewhere? I thought. I tried to open my eyes but failed to do that. When I was able to open my eyes, the first thing I noticed was in my room. I didn't notice that my granny was there in my room. When my eyes landed on the cut of my finger and my dress, I started to remember everything that happened before.A paper ball. Red ink. A massage. Death threat. He was standing in the dark with a bloodied knife.He is a cold-blooded killer. He killed my foster family and buried them without letting anyone know. Why did he do that with them? And he threatened me to

Skyla(Past)I sighed in relief after hearing what he meant by punishment.I can do it.I have no problem with it as I did a lot of hard work in the past that made me stronger more than the girls my age.I know both tasks are different, but I can manage it.I looked at him and gave him a nod. Although I was still scared of him, I didn't show that for once after that. Before he could go and open then his violin box, I stopped him. He narrowed his eyes at me.Clearing my throat, I said, looking at his wrists, "You shouldn't, or you may start bleeding again."Looking at his eyes, I said, "Let me do it."

Skyla(Past)I couldn't believe my eyes. What happened to him? I never imagined seeing him in that way. Carl. His knuckles were bleeding. There had a cut on his forehead and his lips. His grey eyes were bloodshot, which were boring holes in my skin. He was breathing heavily. His clothes were disheveled. Did he fight with someone? I thought of myself. He looked scary as always, but for some reason, my heart was bleeding to see him in pain. I couldn't decide whether to leave him alone or tend his wounds. My granny keeps a medical box with me in my backpack. I could feel my hands and feet getting cold, thinking what if he hit me if I go in front of him.No, I couldn't be a coward, and I should learn to overcome my fear.With determination, I stood up with my shaky legs.

Skyla(Past)I saw in my dream that someone came in front of me and looking at me with an intense gaze. I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he looked familiar. He was very tall and bulky. He raised his hand and caressing my face with his knuckle, like a feathery touch. I wasn't scared of him. Instead, I was enjoying his touch. I didn't feel any disgust, rather I leaned my face toward his palm and savoring the warmth from him. He felt like my home. His touch calms my raging heart down. My fear and uneasiness are gone in just a single touch of him. Who is he? Why did he take so long to come to my rescue? Could he take me away from my stalker and keep me, and my grann

Skyla(Past)From the day I had a little talk with Carl, I became felt comfortable around him. Besides my study, I started to spend most of my time in music class. I was having fun learning Violin from him. He was a great teacher. That boy, Mason, he tried to approach me so many times, but I took off wherever he tried to come to me. I couldn't risk his life no matter what. Whenever he came in front of me, I felt that same familiar stare on me. Just like other night, I heard something fell on the balcony at the night. I knew my stalker threw something again. My heart dropped in fear. Gathering my courage, I slowly stood up from my bed and went to open the french door of

Skyla(Past)I froze in my place. He was coming toward me with long strides. His grey eyes were bloodshot. I was terrified to see him that was. Did I make him angry? I thought. It felt like danger was coming toward me. I decided to run away from him, from that room. I immediately turned my left, and I was about to run, he caught my left arm in a tight grip and shoved me against the wall. My back hit the wall, and in fear, I closed my eyes. He caged me in between his arms. I felt his hot breath fanning over my face. I could feel his face was a mere inch away from my face. He was so close and our chests were touching softly.