And that day, again, a 15-year-old screamed, which was expectantly unheard; her screams were muffled, suppressed, but she screamed, she screamed, she screamed in search of a Krishna in this kalyug. But did he come? He did not. Because he was busy bawling his eyes in his guilt, guilt of creating a vicious creature; Men. Are these even considered men? My head jerked to the left as I stared at my mother, tied with chains, torn clothes, and blood trickling down her forehead. Her satisfactory smirk flattered me as soon as her eyes met mine. Is this what we call Maa? "Agar dar ki aakho me dekhoge, dar tumse darega." These were the last lines of my father. Jaate jaate bhi bhut kuch sikha gaye. Even if this is how I die, I don't deserve an unworthy death like this. I refuse to die because the day I close my eyes, I will be doing it willingly. My hand stumbled upon Aruval; either this would be the end of me or him. Taking it in my hand, I hit it on his neck with all the energy I could summon up. His head jerked up in half as it landed just beside my mom's feet. His blood splashed over me giving me a sense of relief, tears shone in my eyes. Har asur ke vinash ke liye ek Krishna janam leta hai par is baar kali janamegi. Vinash toh tay hai ya uska ya Mera. "Toh likho laal kalam se, Gita ka unisva adhyay, Kaleen Singh Chauhan ki maut mere hatho hi hogi." And this was the rise of satan in the world of Rajtantra. Yeh tha ek ant: ka prarambh. A war between Bhay and Karma.

Each day was a procession of adulation, a symphony of bowed heads and reverent whispers. Every ruler, be it a chieftain, a king or an emperor, all knelt before her, their eyes filled with a reverence that bordered on worship. The world saw in her a goddess, a savior, a beacon of hope. But in the quiet of her chambers, Krishneshwari felt like a mere mortal. For thousands of years, the land of Aryavart had groaned under the weight of oppression, its people mere shadows of their former selves. Finally she came, like a dawn breaking through the night. Her birth was met with a collective sigh of relief, as if the earth itself exhaled after ages of holding its breath. But Shukracharya's cruel curse shrouds her memory, leaving her a mortal adrift in a world she commands. The Asuras seek her demise, while Shri Krishna is forbidden to see her, lest she perish. A story of the making of Rajadhirajendrakumari, the princess of the greatest kings, the most clever woman who would ever walk the earth, the story of Krishneshwari, the tritiya manav-avatar of Harihareshwari.

By ending the tyrannical King Kamsa in a fierce battle, Shri Krishna restored peace and justice to the land of Mathura. But the aftermath of Kamsa's downfall sent shockwaves rippling through the Vrishni and Bhoj dynasties, casting a shadow of fear over the kingdom as the menacing threat of Jarasandh looms large. However the chaos is not just among the Yaduvanshis, the Kurus face unrest from the very moment the Pandavas step inside Hastinapur after the tragic demise of Pandu and Madri. While the Haiheyas of Avanti were plagued by guilt after departure of their crown-prince Dilip and his wife Aarvi. The power dynamics of Aryavart have once again shifted, plunging the mightiest kingdoms into disarray. It appears that the time has come for the Akhand Maharani to make her presence known, as chaos and uncertainty grip her Bharatvarsh.

Disclaimer : It's a work of fiction!! I don't claim this as authentic. The much awaited Sequel to my 'Dakshayani' story. After years of waiting, Shiva finally sees his Shakti again but she's not what she was. She's not the fiery Sati anymore but it's the princess of the mountains. Calm and composed but those eyes don't lie. Will love bloom again or the burden of the past would keep them apart?

Disclaimer : It's a work of fiction!! I don't claim this as authentic. Shiva and Shakti, The first love story of this universe were destined to separate and unite again. In different forms. Different times. They were only there for each other. Witness their powerful love story across many births with the first being - Dakshayani. Note : If you have read it before I'd suggest you to read it from the beginning again cause I've rewritten the whole thing.

Cover by @MoranaInDesign | BOOK 2 in Maya Mysteries series While investigating the case of Abhinoy Das' death, Maya is plunged into the hidden world of Bengal's dark creatures, one of which takes a secret interest in her. **** After her success in the case of Devipuram, Maya has gained fame as a detective with expertise in handling paranormal cases. Soon this name invites her to Khatra to investigate the mysterious death of the youngest son of the affluent Das family. But unknown to her, many more deaths are occurring in Khatra, and all of the attacked are virgin females. Despite being asked to not venture outside her case, she does what her heart wishes to. And this time, her heart will be caught. [Book is not a standalone and cannot be read without knowing the events of Daughters of Kalika] Word count: 56k-57k

Amarsri is spellbound, Srinav is mesmerized. The gods and goddesses are charmed, while the humans are bewitched. The animals are enthralled, birds are enraptured, and the trees are captivated. And who wouldn't be? For the supreme God himself has descended upon the earth, indulging in his delightful childhood pastimes. It is a sight that leaves all in awe, as the divine presence graces our mortal realm. Namami Braj nayakam - Salutations to the hero of Braj

FEATURED on OFFICIAL WATTPAD's Community Happenings] Cover by the magician @MoranaInDesign (she is literally a magician!) Maya, a journalist, finds herself in the middle of religious panic when a prostitute she had met is found to be murdered. **** Lucifer, as they have been named, faces the namesake of the Devi in Devipuram. Will they be able to sacrifice this rose too like the other ones, or will the thorns now make them bleed to death? **** Maya has been tasked with writing something about the folk of Devipuram for the upcoming Puja magazine. She decides to visit the slums where the prostitutes live. Here, she meets Radha- a beautiful prostitute with a daughter. The very next day, Radha is found dead in the temple premises. And what the villagers label as the next-in-line in a chain of paranormal murders is a magnetic mystery in the life of Maya which tempts her to get to the root of this cruelty. Will she succeed in finding out the culprit or succumb to death like the five victims? WORD COUNT: 60,000-65,000 words

The stage is set for another leela of Bhagwaan Vishnu, where all the gods and goddesses play a significant role. Now starts the saga where heartbreaking curses, graceful boons and divine mercy combine to write a history to be remembered through the annals of time. From dethronements to strategic alliances, from unbreakable oaths to terrible mistakes, the Chandravanshis form an enthralling tableau of flawed yet powerful characters. Powerful alliances, clandestine plots, and profound philosophical musings intertwine, painting a multifaceted picture of the era that shaped the destiny of future generations. A saga filled with unexpected twists, dramatic confrontations, and thought-provoking introspection. Yet amidst the entwining web of moral ambiguity, a glimmer of hope emanates, that he will come to steer the course of history, who is the only redemption for this land, that Akhand Maharani awaits ardently.

The age of Treta yug has ended, Vedas and sacrifices went into a decline and the lifespans of humans decreased, with the advent of Dwapar, the third yug. Now humanity is not plagued by external threats from demons or other supernatural forces but from some from their own kind, driven by personal gains, desires, and ambitions. The bull of Dharma now stands on just two legs. Innocent humans suffer the rise of unrighteousness once again. Join the journey of Harihareshwari and Shreeshaktiswar as they along with other gods embark on a new chapter, rich with enthralling tales of valiance and treachery, woven together in a tapestry of grandeur. Let the Phase 4 begin.