I was born in the Kali Yuga. Passionate. Curious. Imperfect. The world didn't accept me for who I truly was. I was betrayed by those I loved and trusted. When fate pulled me into a different world, I thought I have escaped my past. Oh! I was wrong. Will I have the same destiny in Dwapar Yuga? Witness my journey from the modern world to the world of Mahabharat. Witness me questioning the history and challenging my destiny. And witness how one ordinary girl becomes entwined with the lives of legend.

This is my first story so please support ... ... Aradhya - A girl from the modern world (Kaliyug) who deeply admires the heroes of the Mahabharata. Through destiny or divine will, she suddenly travels back in time and witnesses the great events of the epic. let's see how she survived there (Karn fanfic)

Cindy (also known as Allison) lives in New York with her roommate Linda, who has cancer. After meeting a strange old man, Cindy is sent to a different dimension and ends up back in time during Michael Jackson's life starting in 1988. She is followed by the mysterious man and must navigate Michael's world alone, experiencing his life up close. Along the way, she makes new friends like Wanda and faces adventure, mystery, and grief while trying to understand her purpose and possibly prevent Michael Jackson's death.

Improvsing Aarohi Goenka and Suryaputra Karn ✨❣️ --- She fell from the sky. He was destined to burn beneath the sun. °°° Heartbroken in her own world, Aarohi never imagined falling into another - let alone into the age of warriors and gods. In Dwapar Yug, she meets Karna before the world crowns him, before gratitude binds him and before tragedy claims him. Where others see a suta-putra, she sees a man at war with himself. But loving a legend is dangerous and questioning destiny is worse. Because changing Karna's path may mean rewriting the Mahabharata itself.

𝗞𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗻𝗮 𝘅 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗻𝗶 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 🪷 "𝗞𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗻𝗮 : 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝘄, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲." In the age of Sati Yug, there lived an Asura princess whose heart was captivated by the unmatched power and glory of Lord Vishnu. Believing it to be love, she desired to make him her husband. To win him, she performed severe penance and sacrificed comfort, yet Vishnu never accepted her. Heartbroken, the princess refused to let go of her dream. Seeing her stubborn devotion, the royal sages advised her to worship Lord Shiva, the one even Vishnu revered. Pleased by her tapasya, Mahadev appeared before her. But he spoke the truth-Vishnu would never accept her until she abandoned the darkness within her heart: pride, greed, desire, and selfish longing. But the princess would not surrender. She began an impossible vow-to chant one hundred billion mantras while standing upon a tree. She gave away her youth, beauty, and entire life to devotion. Even Mahadev was moved by her determination and decided that when her final chant was complete, her wish would be granted. Yet fate had other plans. When only one final name remained, old age claimed her life. She was reborn in Kaliyug, unaware of her past and disconnected from faith. But destiny drew her back to a Shiva temple. There, in a tragic accident, she took her final breath before the idol of Mahadev. From her lips escaped one forgotten word-Shiv. This time, Lord Shiva fulfilled his promise. She was reborn in Dwapar Yug as the daughter of Prince Shakuni of Gandhara. Bound by an ancient vow, Vishnu was now destined to marry her. But the question remains... Will Vishnu truly accept her? Will he marry her only as a duty? Or will a marriage born from vows and fate blossom into real love?

When the Kala Chakra is messed up, the actions hold consequences. Two women, strangers to eachother endup in Kashi due to cancelled flights. The curious hearts tampered an ancient relic, causing them to travel back in time. Be it fate or destiny, they now find themselves in the face of one of the greatest wars that ever took place. Will they stick together? Will they find a place in dwapar yug? Will they change the predestined events? Will they prevent the war? Only time has the answer.

They say history celebrates its heroes. Remembers its villains. And erases its 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔. But what happens when a mistake refuses to be forgotten? How venomous must a serpent become before you willingly let it coil around your finger? Tarika Singh was never meant to enter the Mahabharata. Yet one mistake turns her into 𝘼𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙖. Friend of the Kauravas. Sister of the Pandavas. Soul of Radheya. Daughter of the Sun. Thrown into an age when gods walked the earth, Tarika finds herself surrounded by men history has already decided to call heroes and villains. But the longer she stays, the more she learns that neither title is ever quite enough. Heroes can be cruel. Villains can love. And sometimes, the person trying to save you is the very person who will destroy you. To save them, she may have to betray them. To love them, she may have to lose herself. They say threads burn when touched by flame. But Tarika has never been particularly good at following rules. Perhaps she will make them 𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗱. Perhaps she will make them 𝘀𝗻𝗮𝗽. Because, it is one thing to hear the Mahabharata. It is another to live it. To walk among faces history remembers. To stand beside people no one else was ever meant to know. And among all the unknown there is left to know, two men become her world- One like a vow. The other like a sin. Both willing to fall, if it means she never has to stand alone. • "I wonder if the stars are jealous. They have never been looked at the way I look at her." • "If the gods made her, perhaps they aren't entirely useless after all." Because every yuga is bound by a single 𝗦𝘂𝘁𝗿𝗮. And this one-belongs to the 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝘆𝗮. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── Copyright © 2026 by Contentzone.

I should be in my room, I told myself. Or at least somewhere familiar. . . Word reached the inner hall within moments. "Sona has returned." . . "Struggling won't break it." "Then you don't know who you've tied," she shot back. "And that's your mistake." . . "You think this is about safety?" she demanded. "This is about possession." . . . She held his gaze, "And what feels out of place about me?" "Nothing," he said after a moment. "That's what makes it noticeable." For the first time, she smiled-small, controlled. "My name is Kirti." . . . "Since I'm clearly being discussed-I am Shri." . . "He told me to pack my bags," Shri said. "Said I was late." "I asked him why," Shri went on. "He said, 'Because if you don't leave now, you'll miss her.'"

Evi, a Human experiment of the 21st century, the finest weapon of mass destruction, finds herself in an unfathomable dilemma as she is forced to face the ugliest sides of Gods and Humanity. Getting betrayed and killed by her closest companion, she finds herself conscious in another world, which she had only read stories of. Scared but also audacious, Evi tries to find her way back to her world, but gets stuck between the conflicts and betrayals of Dwapara yug. Going against destiny's path, and enraging the Gods who she was brought up to be afraid of, Evi finds herself entangled in the political mess that is the Kuru clan's legacy. Creating trouble with just one move, she destroys the predestined future of the Aryavart royals as she interrupts the infamous swayamvar of the fireborn. With the burden of all the mishaps happening, and with all the fingers pointed at her, will Evi be able to find the way back to her world before a break in her sanity causes havoc in the Kingdoms of Aryavarta? .... Evi knew she f-ed up. She just hit a God, one of the main Gods. "Sorry" Evi apologised. "Are you apologising out of guilt or fear?" Krishna asked, wiping off the blood from his face. "You very well know which one it is" Evi growled, holding the same menacing glare she had for every little thing she abhorred, "I have no guilt in hitting a God who ignored the cries of humanity and let them perish" *** START DATE : 8TH JANUARY 2023 END DATE: 4TH JULY 2023 WORDS: 150K+ *** A FEW ACCOLADES 🥇1/33.5K #timetravel 🥇1/29.6K #wlw 🥇1/26.2K #mythology 🥇1/1.6K #mahabharat. 🥈2/9K #karma 🥉3/12.5K #politics 🥉3/1.85K #krishna 🏅70/289K #depression

Advika, 25, recently retired from her perilous career as a spy for the Indian government. She's faced trauma that most couldn't bear in a lifetime. Now, all she craves is the one thing her life lacked-normalcy. A quiet, boring life free from the shadows of her past. But she'd never admit it, even to herself. To desire simplicity feels like weakness. Yet, deep down, that's all she wants-something real, something safe. Karna, born a suta but kshatriya by heart, is a man who defied everything society forced upon him. Humiliated, cursed, and denied his rightful place, all he ever longed for was to learn weaponry-archery, his true calling. Though denied by every royal and guru, he carved his own path, mastering the art despite them all. Now, he seeks the respect and glory he's been denied, determined to claim his place in Hastinapur, the very kingdom that rejected him. He's no longer just a man-he's an enigma, a force of sheer will. But what happens when Karna, through mysterious forces, arrives in Advika's house? In a clash of instinct and fear, she attacks first, questions later. Their worlds, separated by centuries and desires, suddenly collide. One seeking peace, the other seeking glory. Both wanting the impossible. Advika wanted a simple life after the storms of her past. But maybe it was too much to ask. Karna wanted respect and honor in the land that spurned him. But maybe that, too, was too much to ask. Though their lives are worlds apart, something powerful connects them, pulling them into a moment neither can explain. Two souls, bound by destiny, stand before each other in an era foreign to them both. And as they each seek what they desire most, one truth becomes clear-when the universe conspires to grant your deepest wishes, there's always a price. The question is: at what cost?