🔞🔞 🔞 🔞 Time travel , smut , erotic, love story 💕
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What happens when a girl travels from the 21st century to the 12th century.
How she became the wife of the Thakur.
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"What do you mean, Maya?" I demanded, trying to keep the rising panic out of my voice.
"Think, Rudra. Everyone is infected with the virus except us. Why? There must be some reason, right?" Her eyes were intense, searching mine for understanding.
A chill ran down my spine. She was right. Why weren’t we infected?
Suddenly, a memory from a dream came my mind. In the dream, Everyone is becoming victim to the deadly virus. Amidst the devastation, a girl appeared, a ray of hope.She saved us.
I looked at Maya, the realization dawned on me. She was the girl from my dream. She was our hope, our savior. "Maya," I whispered, my voice barely audible, "You’re the one. You’re the girl from my dream. You’re here to save us."
"What do you mean... How can I save them?"
"Ladoo, there's a connection between our dreams and this crisis. In my dreams, you came to save us. Think about the cure. I'm sure it came to you in your dream."
She tried to remember her dreams, searching her mind for the elusive details that could hold the key to their salvation.
" Haa .... That plant that grows on a dead body. You said about it , that plant is in the deep forest in Kerala" [ chapter - black water] she exclaimed, a spark of hope igniting in her eyes.
He nodded, his expression turning serious. "Yes, that's Amrit Parni. It grows in the most unlikely places, drawing life from death. Maybe that is the cure for this virus."
She looked at him with a mixture of urgency and determination. "We need to get it as quickly as possible."
"I will order our soldiers to retrieve it immediately," he said, reaching for his communication device. "This is our best chance."
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( Amrit parni)
Rudra discussed the cure plant ☘️ with the Ayurvedic doctors. They were shocked when they learned that the plant came to Maya in a dream. Despite their astonishment, doubt lingered in the room.
How could a plant from a dream possibly cure the disease?
They exchanged worried glances, struggling to reconcile their scientific knowledge with this mystical revelation.
Meanwhile, Khushi stayed by Maya's side. Maya hadn't slept all night, her mind racing with thoughts of what might happen next.
The uncertainty gnawed at her, but she tried to remain strong for Khushi.
Despite her own fears, Maya consoled Khushi, pouring all her love into every comforting word and gesture.
Suddenly, Suhana started getting hiccups, a grim sign that she would die in two days.
The room fell into a tense silence, everyone’s eyes filled with a mixture of dread and hope, waiting for the cure to arrive.
No one slept during the night, their anxiety growing with each passing hour.
Rudra tirelessly handled the situations outside, coordinating efforts and ensuring everything was in place for the retrieval of the Amrit Parni.
Next day:
The soldiers arrived with the plant ☘️. It was unique, with colors unlike any other plant they had ever seen. Kerala's king, Abhay, accompanied them.
"Are you sure, Rana Rudra, this will work?" Abhay asked, his voice laced with concern.
Rudra met his gaze with determination. "We don't have any other solution, Abhay. It came in Maya's dream, saying that it is the cure. I am 💯% sure about this."
But nothing happened. Suhana's hiccups didn't stop. Everyone lost their hope now.
Rudra fell down onto the couch , burying his face in his hands. "Why... What have we done wrong? What sin have we committed to deserve this much punishment?" he murmured, his voice breaking with despair.
Khushi entered the room with Rupa, her innocent eyes widening in horror as she saw her parents on their deathbed.
The sight devastated her, and tears streamed down her cheeks 🥺. Maya quickly embraced her, trying to offer comfort, but Khushi's small heart struggled to bear the weight of the moment.
Khushi clung to her mother, refusing to let go, her sobs muffled against Suhana's side.
Suhana, too weak to lift a hand, could only watch her daughter’s pain with tearful eyes.
"Khushi, you have to be... strong. Don’t... lose your... hope. Everything will be alright," Suhana whispered, her voice barely audible as she breathed heavily.
Rupa, observing the scene with a troubled expression, suddenly had an idea. She turned to Rudra with determination in her eyes.
"Rani sa, I don't know if this will work, but I have a solution."
"What is that, Rupa?" MAYA asked, desperation clear in her voice.
Without waiting for a response, Rupa quickly cut Maya's finger.
A drop of blood 🩸 began to ooze from the wound. She then took the bowl containing the Amrit Parni juice and let the blood mix with it.
As the crimson drop fell into the pink liquid, the color of the juice shifted from pink to a deep red.
Everyone was shocked as they witnessed the transformation. The once-pink juice had turned a deep red, and as Rudra made Suhana drink it, a miracle occurred—her hiccups stopped immediately.
The room erupted in relief and gratitude, as everyone clasped hands and prayed to the gods for their intervention.
Maya and Rudra’s eyes were filled with tears of joy. They embraced each other, their happiness evident as they wept together. Maya then turned to Rupa and hugged her tightly.
"How did you know that my blood would be the cure, Rupa?" Maya asked, her voice choked with emotion.
"Rani sa," Rupa began, "Khushi is not infected because, at one time, a drop of your blood mixed with her milk. Unknowingly, she drank it, which made her body an antidote to this disease."
"How did you know all this, Rupa?" Rudra asked, still processing the revelation.
"Rana sa, I am from an Ayurvedic family. When you told me about Rani sa's family, I realized she belonged to the Namboothiri family.
They are known for their "Astavaidya" lineage—great Ayurvedic practitioners. Some in their family are born with unique blood that can heal any disease and resist any virus. Our Rani sa has this special blood."
Maya was at a loss for words, overwhelmed by the revelation. The room was filled with stunned silence as everyone absorbed the new information.
"Rupa, why didn’t you mention this before?" Rudra asked, his voice tinged with frustration and relief.
"I didn't realize that Rani sa’s blood was the cure until I saw Khushi. The memory of the incident came back to me," Rupa explained.
Rudra stepped forward and placed his hand on Rupa's head, blessing her. "You saved everyone. May your life be filled with happiness forever."
As the prayers and gratitude filled the room, it was clear that
If prayers become a habit Miracles become a lifestyle
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