A goddess descended upon Earth, with her soft caress of a smile and gentle words that could heal any wound. Her eyes were brimmed with love and devotion to her Lord, the one she called her husband in her heart. What was once a dance to the ballad of ardor morphed into walking the path of righteousness, her tender eyes now reflecting the wisdom of the years she had seen. A tale that began with yearning for a man that she believed could never be hers turned into a legend of the mighty woman who ruled a Kingdom with all her soul. This is a story based on the life of Devi Rukmini, fictional and creative parts will be created. But the original story of the great woman shall remain intact. Plagiarizing this story will have consequences. This book is not meant to offend anyone, it is merely my take on one of the characters in the great epic Graphic Credits : @Srstikarti

Adharma slowly gains reign over the land of Aryavarta, wickedness slowly seeping into the hearts of the humans. But when a young baby is found in the depths of the earth, the majestic trees of the forest shielding her from all maliciousness, has Aryavarta found its savior? Daughter of Siradhvaja and Sunayana, the consort of the Raghuvamshi Rama Chandra and the reason for the destruction of unrighteousness. But amidst the grey smoke of Kaliyugi delinquency, her tale is maligned. Tracing the voyage of JanakaDuhitri till she returns to being the empress of Vaikuntha; this is Sitayanam, the chronicle of Vaidehi VishvaJanani! Cover By : @a_Vagrant

"There is a place between awake and asleep that seems surreal and enigmatic. The place where you can remember dreaming. That's where I'll love you. That's where I'll be waiting." The tale often retold, through another set of eyes. The mother of all rivalries, breathed upon again, a little differently. Has been- #4 under Arsu

"I left, I couldn't stay no more. They were all drunk. Some harsh words were passed on. Some insults were thrown. The next moment swords were unsheathed, the sharp metals sliced through kinsmen by kinsmen. The ground has been drenched with the Yadava blood." he uttered weakly, the lump in his throat forbidding him from further speech. She looked up at him, his eyes weary and distant. So that's how it was going to be, their bloodline was to be swept off in an intoxicated brawl. Her thin fingers found his cold ones, as she intertwined them, some of her warmth seeping into his being. "What about Dau?" "He went off, presumably into the woods, way before things got out of control." spoke the man of midnight skin, closing his eyes, "What about sister Revati?" "She was feeling out of sorts since the afternoon, so she retired for the day. She's been sleeping ever since." answered his queen, realization dawning upon her. The looked into each other's eyes in shock, the truth nowhere ready to settle. Krishna sat himself on the bedside table, his hands gripping the silken wood too hard. Rukmini sat down in front of him, pressing the edge of her saree on his forehead, wiping away the sheen of sweat that had collected. Warm tears cascaded down his cheeks, falling onto her drapes. Her free hand cupped his wet cheek, and he leaned into the touch. "It is time, Rukmini, it is time." On some fortunate days- #7 under Narayana #2 under Rukmini

𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲 - 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 The kingdoms of Hastinapur and Chandrapur have been at war from centuries. Their history is written by the blood of several generations. But then one day everything changes when Kuru-Rajkumari Dusshala is married to Chandrapur-naresh Agnimitra in hopes to end the enmity. To Dusshala, the handsome King with charming words and loving attitude seems to be a dream come true, until she realises the incongruency of her husband.

"Did the multiverse ever intersected Madhav ?" Arjun asked. "Once they did. And in that universe, Devi Sita was from Kaliyug." Krishna said. "Tell us Keshav !" The Pandavas exclaimed excitedly. A unique version of Ramayan told by the Yogeshwar to the Pandavas, where devi Mahalakshmi has to take her Sita-avatar in Kaliyug for a very crucial purpose.

When the one she had married betrayed her, Queen Devika's world came crashing down. After losing her kingdom and her family she had nothing left. She accepted the glass of poison while cursing him to feel her pain. The God she prayed to, took pity on her and gave her a chance to correct her mistakes. Will Devika be able to prevent the destruction? What will she choose the second time - family or love? Travel with Devika as she journeys through two lifetimes to find her true love. ---- Please note the pictures in the story are downloaded from Google