•|| COMPLETED ||• ~ This book is a work of pure fiction and I do not intend to hurt anyone's religious sentiments. ~ Lakshman and Urmila, the couple who sacrificed soo much for their siblings Ram and Sita. If we all admire Ramayan, then these two people are the main reason. If they weren't there, then today Ramayan wouldn't have existed!! LakshMila - A love story which Valmiki has forgotten! LakshMila - The couple who proved that love doesn't matter on physical distance! LakshMila - The couple who stood strong enough whatever the situation be! LakshMila - The couple who have won our hearts! Check out the book to join their story! Happy reading 😊❤️ 📣 Started - 2nd April 2021 📣 Completed - 16th September 2021

When you realize you can use your free time edits to make a picture album 🤭🤭🤭 ❤Twinning outfits 🧡Similar poses and actions 💛Various cinema posters 💚Random edits 💙Funny conversations 💜Random Oneshots Oneshots:- 1// Vaaste 2// Nainowale Ne #shapoo_forever Rank 2 #Pooja (4 March) Rank 1 #Pooja (17 June)

Heys guys! I am presenting a shapoo/Ardi fanfiction is based in The era of Mahabharat but it's just my imagination. It's a story of two Panchal princess (Draupadi and Urvi), who are sisters born to Maharaj Draupad and Queen Mahima. And, two princes Karan and Arjun who are brothers living happily with their younger brothers and Mata Kunti. See, how their life turned when both the brothers fell in love with one princess and they'd want to spend an entire life with her and their hearts got entangled in a way they never knew that was coming. This story unveils how princess Draupadi forced to marry prince arjun, the younger brother of Prince Karan whom she loved, and finally, she becomes the wife of the person whom her sister admired As the couple grows closer, after letting go of their past, but separated by fate again, their lives turned upside down when her sister came in her life again, as a foe. It's fanfiction purely based on my imagination. Hope so you will like it! As I am a beginner, so please avoid my grammatical mistakes and free to suggest them to me. My story at 1 at #rromance (27 Aug 2020) 1 at #vinrana 1 at #draupadi (19 oct 2020) Start date: 12 July 2020 End date: 11 November 2020 Cover credit: @mysteriouzz8 😁❤

ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ʙᴀsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ ғᴀɴ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ . ɪᴛ's ᴀɢᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴏғ ᴍᴀʜᴀʙʜᴀʀᴀᴛ . ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ᴏᴄᴄᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀʀʏ , ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ғɪɴᴅ ʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴇᴘɪᴄ ᴍᴀʜᴀʙʜᴀʀᴀᴛᴀ ᴀɴᴅ sʀɪᴍᴀᴅ ʙʜᴀɢᴀᴡᴀᴅ ᴘᴜʀᴀɴ . ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴜɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs!

She sat there on the floor, tears flowing from her beautiful Lotus shaped eyes, hands trembling, desperate to word her thoughts. she kept the paper on the queen sized bed. She took the peacock feather and gently dipped it in the ink and slowly raised it with the ink dripping from the end and started writing. Everyone's familiar with divine vrindavan leela of Krishna and devotional love of radha. World, to commemorate their eternal love, takes the name of radha before krishna. But a very few understands the essence of Rukmini's love towards Krishna. Rukmini is the primary wife of Sri Krishna and chief Queen of Dwaraka. She was the beloved, most favourite wife of Krishna, and hence called Krishnatmika, the one residing in the heart of Krishna. In this book, I have tried my best to describe their divine love story. Hope you will enjoy reading this as much as I have enjoyed writing this. (Even though the story is not entirely fictional and is taken from the Mahabharata, it contains fictional scenes purely from my imagination. So I just want to say that it is not my intention to hurt anybody's feelings or religious sentiments) Cover image credit goes to its respective owner

Love in letters. For Him. For the world. For you. For me. For all. That is if only you dare to read.

The froth laden milky waves that gurgled and sputtered around the Eternal Land Of Shwetadweepa, magnificence lay cascaded and the stars blazed with their breaths held. The ocean churned. And the milk rose in a mighty wave. The ocean churned. And the poison rose in a mighty wave. The ocean churned. And the eternal Paarijatha bloomed. The ocean churned. And from it's bosom, rose the Queen. The Queen mother of the Universe.