Percy Jackson thought he was finally free. After years of fighting monsters, battling Titans, and toppling primordial beings, he had earned a break-or at least as much of a break as a demigod could get. But peace was never meant to last. A new prophecy has emerged, one unlike anything before. There is no warning, no precedent, and no clear path forward. Even the gods are silent about it, or don't know anything about it. The last prophecy nearly destroyed the world. This one probably will. To stop it, Percy must travel to lands beyond the reach of Greek and Roman history, where ancient powers long thought forgotten stir once more. Beings older and stronger than the Olympians are waking, and their motives are anything but clear. Some seek destruction. Others seek vengeance. And some... are there to help. Percy will have to unravel history's greatest mysteries, face enemies no one in living memory has faced, and confront the terrifying truth: This time, they might not be enough. --------------------------- I'm pretty disappointed with the new movies that came out on Hindu mythology (good concepts but terrible implementation) so I wrote my own version. Decided to make it a fanfic of Percy Jacksonfor the heck of it. LMK what you guys think. My first fanfic, one that combines both Hindu and Greek cultures. I will try to be as lore-accurate as possible, but I am open to suggestions. Please lmk. Percy isn't some all powerful being or something in this. He has the same powers as his half-blood self. After all, its mortals that end up doing great things, mainly because of our brief lifespans. All rights belong to Rick Riordan.

"We shouldn't play with fire, Rooh," He spoke near my ears, pecking my jawline. I was breathing erratically unable to encompass my perturbation. "What if I want to play with it?" I said, my voice sensual, subduing my thudding heart. His hand went to my waist, and he squeezed it, kneading it. "It will burn you, Rooh. You don't know the vehemence of the burning blaze. It will eradicate your existence," His voice was dark and titillating, making me shudder at the intenseness. "What if I want it to deplete me? What if I want to get burned in this vehemence of burning blaze?" I contested. "Think before you articulate anything, Rooh. I am not a manageable man." "I don't like manageable things, Dev." "Once you are mine, I will never allow you to go. You will be mine in every fucking birth," He spoke out possessively. "I want to be yours in my every birth, Prince Dev Pratap Singh." ******************************************** Destiny - predetermined state or end. Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for. It is a thing to be achieved. Ruhanika Sharma is a simple girl with a filmmaking degree who loves history and lives in a fantasy world. Despite the challenges she faced throughout her life, she never lost her innocence and finds joy in the little things. Upon abruptly discovering herself in a distinct realm wherein all individuals are donning customary attire and preparing to greet the Crown Prince of Magadh, what transpires? What happens when she realizes she is in the past, specifically 800 years ago, rather than the present? What would happen if she attracted the interest of Prince Dev Pratap Singh, the Crown Prince of Magadh? How was she going to return to her own time? Moreover, what happens if she decides against returning? What if they were able to find comfort in one another? What will be their destiny?

Anne Potter was sent back in time in hopes of paying everything she owed Harry, her older brother, by giving him a normal childhood. After losing the Second Wizarding War, she was given a second chance to make things work and she was more than willing to take it. REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK (R.A.B)

Ardha-Narisvara : The Lord who is half-woman. Or two halves, male and female, of the same soul. The intersection of two epochs. The tapestry of fate unravels. A bitter, sorrowful warrior ostracized by society. A shy, young lady trying to ward evil off her family A king burdened by expectations. A frightened maiden with a secret strength. A brother feared and cherished. A sister forever striving to be perfect. A hero beloved. A heroine angry and exhausted. A connoisseur of beauty and beasts. A fraulein, fierce and fashionable . A dreamer damned. A damsel desperate. Incarnations of the same soul. Meeting each other, learning truths harsh and lovely, accompanied by the sweet curse of family. All orchestrated by the hand of God. In a different universe, Krishna submits to the crushing force of Niyathi. In this one, he tries again. Cover Credit : @-DeeIsDead-

Love comes in it's own time even if it means that one has to travel across it.

A sojourn it is. ❝His scent is petrichor. He shall always be the golden page of my recollections, of beautiful memories. The greatest archer of the time❞ Derived from the Sanskrit word स्मरण (smaraṇa, "the act of remembrance, remembrance, reminiscence, recollection") which leads to the realization of that which is of the highest aspect and purpose in one's life, she shall be true to her name. Mahabharata a heroic tale of ancient times. It is the truth of life. What shall happen when a girl who has always been fantasized by the royal and colossal epic is fortunate to tumble in the era for a sojourn only to return back? It is her journey to learn and nourish the seed of dharma she has in her heart. After the cacophony of storms the trees get uprooted but the saplings stay rooted to the firm ground. Simultaneously, the blasphemy of kaliyug has uprooted many trees of righteousness, but can that little seed of dharma germinated within her make the era prosper with evergreens? HELLO MAHABHARATA| Copyright © 2020 by womenwhobleedsink (To get more insights of her stay in Dwapar yug, sign into her journal 'My days in Mahabharata')

In the year 2018, lives Nalini, an ordinary Indian girl who is forced to marry a man twice her age, selected by her abusive grandfather. However, the night before her wedding, her attempt at saving a child from falling into a well backfires when she ends up plummeting instead. When she wakes up, she finds herself in the year 1840 and on the run from society. In the year 1840, lives the feared and heartless Alastair, Duke of Birmingham. In need of a new governess for his child, he offers Nalini a proposal she can't refuse when he meets the exotic and unusual woman by chance. Through a settlement that benefits both, she finds herself on a wild journey, one that involves finding out how to get back home, hiding the truth from the Duke of Birmingham and exposing the dark secret his stony eyes hold. *** Highest ranking: #148 in Romance!! #28 in Historical Fiction!! (Thanks to @MintJujube again for notifying me legit all the time!) Credits to @EvePetal for making a gorgeous cover! Please go check out her cover book because it's more than stunning!

Vakṣaṇī Dharmā - Strengthening Dharmā. [Under construction]. When Mrithika, a girl of the 21st century, runs away from eminent death and danger, gets tangled in an unexpected time travel that takes her 5000 years back in time to the era of the Mahabharata when the Kaal Chakra gets tampered. A series of tests and trials awaits her that threatens to rattle her morals and safety. New adventures, friends, family, love and a startling secret that had been kept locked her entire life manages to resurface to change the course of history. Join her as she tries her best to fit in her new timeline and tries to find the purpose of her unexpected time travel. 🥈2nd place in Ambrosia Awards for the Historical Fiction genre Cover credits to @DeeIsDead

These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume ━ Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

To avoid failing English class, seventeen-year-old Max Callan signs up for a school penpal program that matches up students with deployed soldiers who have no one to write to. At first he's just doing it for the extra grades, but his correspondence with Captain Alastair Barrington-Stowsworth soon becomes a lifeline. Alastair is eloquent and caring, and his letters show Max that not all military men are abusive scum, like his late father. When Alastair asks what TV is and mentions trenches, Max pieces together an impossible truth. Alastair is not fighting in the modern Middle East like Max assumed, but in the trenches of France in 1916. Stranger still, Max might be falling in love with him.