Novels by Victoy Richman

A Journey of Friendship, Trust, and Global Connections.With her appearance taken care of, Savita wore her favourite accessories, cherishing the personal touch they added to her overall look. She glanced in the mirror, feeling ready to face the day with poise and determination, adjusting her appearance with a satisfied nod. She felt confident and prepared to step out into the world and fulfil her responsibilities. Savita took a moment to collect her thoughts. She felt a surge of gratitude towards Rachna for providing her with a haven to shed her official persona and embrace her true self.After getting dressed, Savita took a moment to gather her thoughts and prepare herself mentally for the day ahead.After some time, Rachna joined Savita and greeted her with a

Embracing Comfort and Trust in Private Conversations.The room's spacious layout allowed Savita and Rachna to move around comfortably. They could seamlessly transition from one area to another, engaging in conversations while exploring different room corners. The attached bathroom provided convenience and privacy, ensuring their personal needs were met without interruptions.One side of the room featured a cosy bed, inviting them to sit or lie down while deep in conversation. It was a comfortable spot where they could relax, exchange thoughts, and share their heart desires.A well-equipped working desk was present, offering them a place to organise their thoughts, discuss important matters, and make plans. It provided a conducive environment for brainstorming,

Navigating Alliance and Ambition in the Heart of Delhi.Rachna and Savita maintained a stoic demeanour as they sat in the office of Minister Savita in Delhi, acutely aware of the surveillance apparatus encircling them. Their clandestine discussions, inseparable bonds, and harmonious tactics for mutual objectives were privy solely to their cognisance. Rajesh and Rahul were the only persons privy to their conversations, although they remained largely unaware of the intricate womanly details between them.The room was adorned with various official documents and a large map, symbolising the weight of their responsibilities and the strategic decisions they had to make. They spoke cautiously, choosing their words wisely, and their camaraderie was evident despite the formal atmosphere.Both exuded confiden

A Journey of Friendship and Shared Experiences at the Resort .As George, Chris, and Samson continued their stroll and conversed, they noticed Ana, Linda, and Isabella walking towards them relaxedly. The soft glow of the evening lights illuminated their faces, highlighting their smiles and animated expressions.With her graceful stride, Ana had her arm linked with Linda's while Isabella walked alongside them. Their casual pace indicated a leisurely walk, allowing them to savour the tranquil atmosphere of the resort.The group exuded camaraderie and contentment as they approached each other, their voices carrying snippets of lively conversation. They appeared deeply engaged in their discussion, their gestures and expressions reflecting enthusiasm and joy.

Sustainable Living; Exploring Innovations and Inspirations in Renewable Energy Practices.The group agreed that implementing hydroelectric systems in buildings would require careful planning and consideration of various factors, including water availability, building design, and system efficiency. They discussed the importance of conducting feasibility studies and engaging with experts to ensure the viability and effectiveness of such initiatives.Still enthusiastic, Roberts added, "We can also integrate smart monitoring and control systems to optimise the energy generation process. Real-time data analysis and automation can help us maximise the available resources and energy output."The discussion continued, and the group acknowledged that implementing hydroelectric systems in buildings would not

The Inspiring Vision of Rachna's Micro Hydel Project.Jyoti took the group to the waterfall. Surrounded by lush greenery and towering trees, the waterfall created a serene atmosphere. The group could feel the coolness as they approached, and the refreshing mist lightly kissed their faces. The scene's natural beauty captivated their senses, evoking a sense of awe and wonder.Samson exclaimed, "Looks so divine."Jyoti nodded in agreement with Samson's exclamation about the divine beauty of the waterfall.Chris asked, "What is that? Looks like some artificial thing."As Chris voiced his curiosity about the structure near the waterfall, Jyoti smiled and explained

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