The greenish-blue orbs stared at the group gathering below as she hide behind the curtain watching the crowd. Maharishi, gurus, yogis from all over were sitting infront if the large fire chanting the sacred mantras. Her kohl drawn eyes widened as she let out a gasp,stumbling behind. Her face turned into a rosy flush as a strong hand gripped her shoulders, preventing her from falling down. " Brother...I," She began, blushing brightly as the man placed his finger on her pale lips before walking past her. She pouted and elbowed his ribs, peering from behind him. " I want to see! What's so special ?" She huffed,crossing her hands over her chest as she pouted. " Curiosity Killed the Cat...Come along...if Maharaj found us sneaking around...he would be extremely displeased," The handsome man said as he gripped her hand firmly and dragged her away. She turned her face and sighed seeing Maharaj Draupad face beaming with pride and happiness as he loudly proclaimed that Lord Shiva has blessed him and the entire Panchal nation. " Will he ever look at me like that?," she asked in a forlorn tone causing the elder man to sigh and wrap his arms around her. " I hope not! You my little one deserves more than his desire for revenge," Satyajit said as he pat her shoulder. ****************************************** Aaratrika's life changed the moment her parents conducted the yagna. She became the forgotten princess of Panchal in the awakening of Panchali. Torn apart between her feelings with Hastinapur's crown prince's, she must decide if Duryodhan is worth her father's wrath or is her feelings for Yusdhistir worth her sister's marriage. Rewritten from my original story which I took down due to some personal issues. Aaratrika...Princess...Queen...most importantly Mahabharata's Unknown Mistress...the woman who watched every plot...scheme's...and idea and yet remain behind the shadows never to be known.

Charvi the youngest of Mathura's princess has always left her life to be away from her father's land. While her family worships Lord Ram and Sita maiya, Charvi has personally left close with Mahadeva. She is the apple of her father's eyes. Her kaka Krishna is overprotective of her while her cousin Pradayumna is indulges her with all her whims. Charvi is very different from her lively and vivacious sister. She is demure, quiet and loves to please others unlike her mother and sisters whose tongues are sharper than her mama Arjun's arrow. When the suyamwar for the next generation of Mathura's princesses occurs, Charvi meets a charming, charismatic yet arrogant king of Northen Panchal. Ashwatthama the cold and arrogant king of Northern Panchal is an enigma to her soul. When the unthinkable happens and Charvi's life as she knows it changes. Away from the cocooned of her protective family, she has to navigate her life. A new kingdom. A cold husband. An unwanted marriage. A broken family. How will she survive? For Hastinapur is far worse than the stories her mother has told.

Book 1 of PandavaNandini Trilogy | DharmaAtmaja - The Spark of Truth " No winter lasts forever , no spring skips its turn " . Suthanu, the cherished and only daughter of the Pandavas, is a living testament to a lineage steeped in honor, duty and sacrifice. Born from the union of Samrat Yudhishthira, the embodiment of dharma, and Samragini Draupadi, whose fire reshaped dharma come into light, Suthanu grows within the towering walls of Indraprastha. Her childhood is one of opulent splendor, where dharma and duty are as much a part of the air as the heady fragrance of royal incense. Yet, beyond the luxuries, she holds a spirit forged in the unbreakable steel of her family's values. With every graceful step through the corridors of the palace, Suthanu carries the weight of her ancestors' wisdom, spreading joy among her people, a light of promise in a city built upon the foundations of hard-won peace. But destiny is relentless, and in the span of a heartbeat, everything she holds dear is wrenched away. The warmth of love and laughter is swept into a chasm of emptiness, leaving her to confront the void left by tragedy. How does one endure when the very essence of one's world collapses? Will Suthanu find the strength to rise above the misery, or will the darkness she faces consume the spark of her spirit? It is then that a young prince enters her world, drawn to her by an invisible thread of fate. Yet, as his path crosses hers, he carries his own secrets and struggles, bound to a destiny as uncertain and perilous as hers. Will he be her sanctuary or her undoing? Can their intertwined fates overcome the storm gathering over their world, or will they be consumed by the shadowed forces plotting in the unseen depths? In a realm where dharma clashes with desire and the forces of evil rise, what truths will emerge from the darkness? And what future lies hidden beneath fate's unrelenting veil? Copyrights © 2024 Akshayaa Mahesh