Krishnaa- The orphan girl of the Mehra family, seeking for justice. But in a conservative society where woman are treated like dust, will she find the strength to get justice? ··· "Iski manhoos kismaat ne iski maa baap ki jaan le li. Kha gyi yeh apne pure parivaar ko." (She is a black spot, a bad omen who ate her own family.) "Kaun karega iss manhoos se shaadi?" (Now who will marry ths bad omen?) ----------------------------------------------------------- "Beti Krishnaa, apna hi ghaar samjho" (Krishnaa, my daughter, consider this place as your house only.) "isse milo yeh hai hamri nyi naukrani, Krishnaa" (Meet our new servant, Krishnaa) ---------------------------------------------------------- "Meri shaadi aap meri marzi ke bina nhi kara sakte." (You can't marry me to someone else without my own permission.) The sound of loud slap echoed in the room. "Aur tu hoti kaun hai apni marzi dene wali, aukat mein raha kar. " ( And who are you to permit us? Stay in your limits.) ---------------------------------------------------------- "Ab kya hoga iss manhoos ka?" (What will happen of this disgusting girl now?) "Aur kya karna, bech denge isse." (What to do now, we will sell her.) "Aap log mujhe prostitute banani ki soch kese sakte hain? Aapke chote bhai ki beti hun mein!!" (How could you even think of selling me as a prostitute? I am the daughter of your youngest brother!!! ) ★★★★★ Can Krishnaa survive in this world? Will she shut the society for once? Could she find justice and love on the way? After all god test your strength. And Krishnaa had to pass it anyway. But how will she? To find out read...... The bleeding Rose

(BOOK I ) He was the thunder she was ready to be struck by. She was the fire he was ready to burn himself with. _________✧༺❀༻✧________ Born in a world where politics ruled emotions, they dared falling for each other But what happens when the complicated norms and rules separate two souls meant for each other, would love be able to overcome the difficulties thrown at it or would it be overshadowed by them? A tale of love, pain, betrayal and longing. It's their saga, the saga of thunder and fire, the saga of Arjun and Draupadi. ____________________________ Retelling of Mahabharat through the warrior Prince Arjun and the fire-born Princess Draupadi Genre- Historical-romance fiction Started : 18/03/2022 Ended : 22/12/2024 Cover credit - @Dreamlandcommunity

What will happen if Narayan decides to change the fate of Aryavarth?

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.