Novels by Victoy Richman

Conflict of emotions in Gloria and Sonia.In the bustling world of aviation, where the skies were their domain, Vipin, the skilled airline pilot, and Gloria, the dedicated aircraft technician, were intertwined in work like no other. As they jet-setted across the globe, their paths crossed countless times.However, Gloria's unassuming nature and sharp intellect captivated Vipin's heart. Now, faced with settling down, Vipin must summon the courage to propose to Gloria and start a new chapter in their lives together. Despite the excitement and adventure of their careers, Vipin felt a longing for stability and companionship. He had always admired Gloria's unwavering dedication to her work and her ability to troubleshoot the most complex aircraft issues quickly.

Can the the documentary on Rachna coming bring unwanted attention.Rahul took a deep breath before answering, his words slow and measured. "She said they have been trying to keep a low profile, but with the documentary coming out, they fear it may bring unwanted attention. She sounded distraught, Suman, perturbed."A heaviness settled in the room as they both absorbed the gravity of the situation. "She said she was worried about it," Rahul said. "She said that she didn't know what to do.""I'm sure she's just being cautious," Suman said. "The documentary is just a piece of information. It can't hurt her.""I hope you're right," Rahul said. "But I can't help but worry about her."

Navigating Public Life, Privacy, and Opportunity.Savita quickly scrolled through her messages, her heart racing with anticipation. As she read Vinod's frantic texts, her confusion turned into concern. "He sounds perturbed," she said, furrowing her brow. Savita's fingers trembled slightly as she typed a response, her mind racing with worry. She couldn't help but wonder what could have caused Vinod's distress. Was it something serious? She anxiously awaited his reply, hoping for clarity amidst the growing unease in her heart. Rachna, too, was engrossed in Rahul's messages, which were filled with urgency and desperation. "Something must be seriously wrong," she murmured, her voice tinged

Savita and Rachna's Evening of Reflection and Revelation in Basti .After a long and eventful day, the two friends often found solace in Savita's suite in Basti. On this particular evening, the room was bathed in the warm glow of soft lighting. The ambience was tranquil, providing a welcome respite from the hustle and bustle of their political and business engagements.Savita and Rachna sat on plush armchairs facing each other, their expressions reflecting a deep camaraderie and shared experiences. The room echoed with the faint hum of the city outside, a testament to their busy lives in Basti.Savita, always candid and forthright, broke the silence first. "Rachna," she began, her voice filled with gratitude and admiration. I want to say this again—thank

A Celebration of Collaboration, Bringing Friends Together Across Continents for an Unforgettable Event in the Hangar.Sonia and Gloria were determined to bridge the geographical gap and share their excitement about the upcoming event with Jyoti and Rachna in India. After finalising the event details, they decided to inform their friends about the event and their plan for a video chat.Sonia dialled Jyoti's number with infectious enthusiasm and eagerly shared the news. "Jyoti, you won't believe what we're planning here in Brazil! We're hosting a special event to treat Mahesh and his crew to the hangar where Rachna once lectured. We'd love for you and Rachna to join us via video chat. It's going to be incredible!"Jyoti's voice was filled with excitement on the other end of the call. "That sounds amazing, Sonia! Rachna will be thrilled. We

Embracing New Connections Amidst Brazil's Vibrant Landscape.Amidst Brazil's lush greenery and vibrant atmosphere, Samson and Isabella felt a growing excitement and gratitude. The recent turn of events had played on their minds, and they were determined to express their appreciation to Team Mahesh, who were about to conclude their Brazil tour.As they relaxed in the warm Brazilian evening at their home, Samson broached the topic, his voice tinged with enthusiasm. "We must do something special for Rachna's team," he said, his eyes reflecting the earnestness of his words. "After all, they've come a long way to capture the essence of this place."Isabella nodded vigorously, equally eager to reciprocate the warmth they had received in India. "Absolut

Maybe the storm was just a blessing, a sign of fate giving them a chance to work things out. Perhaps the universe finally agreed with her because she had never had a more evident sign. They had talked, and it had been a lot of talking. They considered all possibilities, positive and negative, and they decided what was best for them was to get back together despite all odds. She always saw many things, but when it came to herself, it was always unclear, just like her situation and the moment, but she vowed she would live her best life with those who mattered to her, no matter how short. The Yadav home knew she was safe, and she had sent a message informing them she was with Zayn and would be back once the storm was over, although that wasn't looking promising again. It was everything she wanted; for once, her thoughts and vision were clear. She saw peace and solitude, for her soul was at rest. Each time her mind diverted to Zayn Vendant, she saw a hint of darkness, sometimes blur. She

Everyone in town was shopping for the next three days and rushing home to avoid getting caught up in the storm predicted by the weather forecasters. It was expected to hit in four hours and last for three days. It was a big-time rush, but Zayn wasn't a part of it. He needed to get things cleared up with Isha. Myra was gone, and that was a good thing. He just needed to see her, and despite the advice from his closest friends, he couldn't wait for the storm out without her. He wasn't sure he would make it without her.He was informed that she was out when he got to the Yadav household. It was her day off, and she had gone out, as usual. Only some people knew where. He called her several times, and she didn't pick up. He was a confused man in Delhi.He drove back to the Yadav household and met with one of the helpers."You should go home; this storm will be here anytime." She said, picking different saree colours from the cloth line where they had been left to dry. She looked bored and ju

They caught her in the most vulnerable state. With the ninety-nine issues going on with Zayn, she didn’t expect another one on her desk, so as she realised she had been set up, she just gave up. There was no fight; she was wise enough to know that it was either the 78-carat crown or her life, and for such huge some, her attackers wouldn’t have to hold a conference to decide to kill her, so she just let them take everything that had meant the world to her.The memory stayed with her, and she remembered it as fresh as if it were happening now. She and her crew had been going to the Triumph Hall on East Lane for the Oscars ceremony. When asked to bring her crown, she knew it was a bad idea. Of course, she acknowledged that it was such a huge event that all eyes were on her. For it to be hosted in India, it would be a shame if she couldn’t witness it. In the same way, it would be disrespectful to her country for her to show up without her identity, the crown. Near home, she and Vivi sat b

It had been four days since her encounter with Myra, and Isha couldn't deny that she felt like the most stupid person on the planet. The funny part was she knew she had no right to be angry like the guy was in a relationship with someone else. Officially, he belonged to Myra, but then she couldn't get the picture of him being in bed with her. It disturbed her in ways she didn't expect.Her hurt was too much. It nearly crushed her, but she needed to keep moving, which she did. She stopped picking up his calls and just avoided him generally. She tried looking at the good side, like him not dying, which was good, right?As usual, the Yadavs had a get-together dinner, and it was something they frequently did, something to boost their political involvement and expand their territory. Today, she was to serve, and she tried as much as she could to keep calm when she saw Zayn seated among the VIPs. Of course, he had been invited; he was considered one of the most influential people in the coun

The plan was to go unnoticed and so she did just that. Myra was in joggers and a sports bra, with dark glasses to hide her identity. Her hair was tied in a small ponytail that bounced as she walked into the gym. She glanced around for a while and then saw Isha at the corner working the treadmill. She walked up to the receptionist and flashed a smile.“A month, please. What’s the cost?” she asked.“Rs 1000” the receptionist replied. “Name please.” She asked as she received cash from Myra and began filling out the registration form on the system.“Abitha Solan” she lied.Things had gone down with Zayn; she had recognized the name as soon as Zayn mentioned it, who could easily forget the girl at the engagement party? Zayn didn’t have an answer to the question she asked that night and he was a terrible liar so she immediately interpreted what was going on, and she wasn’t wrong. He had sat there all night while she went into the room and man had she cried, she was hurt and didn’t think she

Uptown Delhi was the most beautiful place in India, and as they held hands, taking photos, she could see all the possibilities she had always dreamed of coming to pass. They got to a serendipity restaurant called the unicorn sundae and were back in the streets, diverting into the little tracks leading to the lake.To both their surprise and satisfaction, the lake was empty. The water was a runoff of the downfall at the end of the city, and they knew it was safe. The government kept it clean.“Hold on!” Zayn shouted as he raced behind her, struggling to get through the shrubs that lay around.Isha giggled. “Keep up, CEO.” She yelled in return. As she got to the edge of the stream, she took off her oversized polo shirt, which was his actually, and the shorts she wore joined it. She did a twirl in her optional cloth state just before his arrival.He joined her, pulling away from his dress and walking to meet her. His hands circled her waist, and he pushed her to himself. She felt him hard