Novels by Victoy Richman

Nagpur Unveiled, Karen's team arrives in Nagpur to meet officials, showcasing a transformative project in India's aviation industry..The sleek G700 approached Nagpur, and Karen and her team members felt confident and prepared for their upcoming meeting with Rachna, the team, and Savita, the minister. The journey was a testament to their dedication and commitment to the project's success. With anticipation and excitement, they disembarked from the Gulfstream G700 and set foot on Nagpur’s soil, where their dreams for the project were about to take shape.Outside the airport, Rachna’s staff stood outside the bustling airport, keeping a watchful eye on the arriving passengers. It was a momentous day, as Karen and her team were due to arrive for the crucial site visit. Rachna had meticulously arranged a fleet of vehicles to ensure their smooth transfer to the sprawling

Secrets and Thrills Behind Closed Doors.Lara and Roberts emerged from the toilet, flushed with excitement and laughter. They quickly returned to their seats with guilty smiles on their faces. Nina, who had been dozing in her seat, opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow at them, causing them to burst into even more giggles. "I hope you two were just freshening up in there." Nina teased, unable to hide her amusement.Lara and Roberts exchanged knowing glances before nodding innocently, their secret safe for now."What about you?" Lara teased Nina, "Do you and Carlos want to go next?"Nina blushed, realising she couldn't avoid the inevitable much longer. "Oh, yes," Nina replied, "I suppose it's our turn. I do not want to miss out on the fun. I hope our secr

A Journey of Vision and Relaxation.The G700 flew over the expansive Indian terrain, and Karen pondered the task ahead. She knew she had a significant responsibility to oversee the construction of a sustainable development project that would positively impact the local community. She was determined to honour Bong’s directors’ trust in her. With Rachna, she would help Bong build a unique aeroplane manufacturing unit in India. On her part, she would incorporate eco-friendly practices and promote social welfare initiatives throughout the project's lifecycle.Karen's team members were equally committed to the project's success. They were driven by a shared belief in the power of collaboration and innovation to create meaningful change.Amidst the produc

Embracing kindness and strategic collaborations for a global vision.Albert's words resonated with the group, reminding them of the enduring power of kindness. They understood that true reciprocity went beyond mere material gestures; it was a reflection of their shared humanity and a testament to their capacity for compassion.In a world where connections often feel fleeting, the meeting served as a poignant reminder of the enduring power of kindness. Albert's words resonated deeply within the group, igniting a shared understanding that true reciprocity transcended material exchanges, becoming a reflection of their shared humanity and a testament to their capacity for compassion.Beyond the immediate context of their interaction with Rachna and her companions, Albert's wisdom carried profound implications. He recognised that kindness, when extended with genuine intention, could create a ripple effect, transforming relationships and fostering a sense of interconnectedness.The group p

Navigating the High Stakes of International Partnerships in Aerospace**.A collective sigh filled the room as the weight of the task ahead settled on their shoulders."Five years, my friends, may seem like an eternity, but let us not lose sight of the transformative potential that lies within those years," Albert said, his voice steady and unwavering. "Each passing day presents an opportunity for us to grow, learn, and evolve, both as individuals and as a team."With these words, Albert set the tone for the arduous journey ahead, reminding his team that while the path may be challenging, the destination promised extraordinary achievements."Alright, let's brainstorm some strategies to push this through.” He said. “We must do our part. We need

Navigating Opportunities and Challenges in Securing a Critical Business Deal.Finally, the day of the departure from Palani arrived. Karen and her group were scheduled to fly to Coimbatore in a helicopter and then to Nagpur on a four-hour flight on a Gulfstream G700, which their host, Rachna, had arranged. Describe the journey, mentioning how Karen and her team utilised their flight time doing paperwork and discussing the upcoming meeting with the minister at the proposed site of the project.Finally, the day dawned when Karen and her team were scheduled to depart from the serene hill town of Palani. The journey was promised to be efficient and comfortable, with their host, Rachna, meticulously arranging every detail. A sleek helicopter lifted off from the helipad, carrying them through the picturesque landscape towards Coimbatore, a bustling city in Tamil Nadu.During the short helicopter ride, Karen and her team members took the opportunity to make the most of their travel time. Sp

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