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.

[ COMPLETED ] The Kurukshetra war did not end with the battlefield. Some wars continued in silence-in the hearts of those left behind. Vrishali, a name lost to time, was never her father's first choice. Exiled from Panchala, she carved her place in a world that did not know what to do with her. She stood where no one expected, walked paths that led her far from home, and found herself bound to something-someone-greater than destiny itself. As war raged, alliances were tested, and choices carved wounds deeper than swords ever could. But some wounds were quiet, unseen-hidden in the spaces between longing and duty, between love and loss. This is not just a story of war. It is a story of fate whispered in riddles, of voices carried by the tide, and of a name the waves will never forget. Because some truths do not die. They simply wait... Where the waves meet the shore.

Book 2 of PandavaNandini Trilogy | AgnijaaSuta - The Fire of Fire - Born "The course of true love never did run smooth." Bhanu knew the moment his heart found Suthanu that nothing would ever be simple. She is everything he didn't expect - fierce, luminous, and utterly convinced that love has no place in a life already claimed by duty and scarred by loss. The Dice Game took everything from her. Her family's legacy demands everything that remains. There is no room, she tells herself, for something as fragile as a heart. But Bhanu has never been good at walking away. Just as the distance between them begins to close, war changes everything. With the deadliest conflict of their age bearing down on their world and darker conspiracies threading through the shadows behind it, Suthanu and Bhanu find themselves pulled in opposite directions by the same brutal truth - duty calls, and it does not wait for hearts to be ready. Now both must face the same impossible choice. To fight for the world they were born to protect means risking losing each other. To reach for what they feel means turning away from everything their bloodlines demand of them. Because loving the son of Krishna when the world is burning is either the bravest thing Suthanu has ever done - or the most devastating. When duty and desire demand equal sacrifices, which do you choose - and what do you become if you choose wrong? Book 2 of the Mahabharata-inspired PandavaNandini Trilogy - a royal romance of war, wounds, and a love written in the stars but tested by fire. © 2025 Akshayaa Mahesh

She was an open book but the world was illiterate. A divine soul she was, daughter of Agni dev and mata prakriti, she was the jewel of Panchal, Drupad's heart, a never ending ray of hope she was but destiny had other plans. She became the prey of every misery vested on her family from Drupad's heart she became Yudhisthir's dharma, from Panchal's jewel she became Indrprast's queen and at the end, a woman known for her strength..... They say follow dharma but what is dharma? If the intentions behind a lie is rightful, does it make the lie dharma? Why was I choosen? They completed each other in every way. He was stick to his Dharma and she to her Karma. He never lied and she made sure no such situations come when he have to lie. He was calm like ocean and she was furious like fire. He listened and she spoke. Note:- this story is just a fan fiction. It has nothing to do with the great epic. I have taken its plots with changes. This story is not meant to hurt someone's feelings. I may include new couples . If you don't like such ideas then please leave....

The bridge between eras.. "the girl from kaliyug reborn in dwapara" --- Nakshatra, a cheerful girl from Kaliyug, is reborn as the Pandavas' sister-a daughter of the moon, loved and cherished, yet carrying secrets even she doesn't even know know. Known by many names-Chandralekha, Soma, Chandrapriya... Chandanandini to the world-she is Yudhishthir's wisdom, Bheem's strength, Arjun's eyes, Nakul's speed, Sahadev's knowledge. **AARADHYA** But what if she dares to rewrite destiny? To question Draupadi's marriage, unite rivals, or change the battles of Mahabharata itself? In a world of loyalty, love, and lies, one sister may or may not just change everything. And what if she found herself lost in someone eyes which waited for her for years ... Will she be able to focus on her plans or she will be lost in the webs of dwapar. Go read ahead .. #3 in balaram #2 in bheesma #5 in asianfanfics (august 9, 2025) #3 in asianfanfics (august 11, 2025) #1 in Asian (October 11, 2025) #1 in Duryodhan (jan 28, 2026)

In the sacred city of Kashi, where every dawn whispers the name of Mahadev, a girl named Shravika grows up believing she is ordinary. She is not. On her seventeenth birthday, a single moment shatters everything she knows. A temple door opens... not into stone and silence, but into Kailash itself. Into the presence of gods who do not welcome her as a devotee but claim her as their own creation. Born from the essence of Mahadev and Parvati, Shravika was never meant to live a mortal life. She was divided at birth, her existence split between worlds, her destiny hidden even from herself. Now, the truth stands before her, vast and unrelenting. She has a purpose. But purpose comes with a cost. Trained under divine eyes and guided by Krishna himself, Shravika learns more than strength. She learns of dharma, of war, and of a future that is already in motion. A future she is bound to enter... the Mahabharata. Yet, there is a cruel flaw in her fate. She remembers fragments of what is to come. Glimpses of danger. Echoes of tragedy. But never enough to change everything. Only enough to suffer. Placed among the Pandavas, bound in a marriage she did not choose but didn't deny either, Shravika is no longer just a witness to history. She becomes a part of it. Every decision she makes carries weight. Every silence demands sacrifice. If she interferes too much, she risks shattering the very fabric of dharma. If she does nothing, she must watch destiny unfold... knowing what it will cost. Caught between divine will and human emotion, between knowledge and helplessness, Shravika walks a path no one was meant to endure. Because some wars are not fought with weapons. They are fought within. And in a story where even the gods do not interfere freely, one question remains- If you knew the future... would you have the strength to let it happen?

Cover credit: 444-av (A kind soul from reddit, who helped me out. Thanks a lot🩷) Parth, a teenager from the year 2071, never believed his dreams could rewrite fate - until he woke up as Arjun of the Mahabharata. But destiny plays strange games. In a universe where Kurukshetra never happened, Parth learns that he isn't merely reborn as Arjun - he is Arjun himself, reborn across timelines. Guided by his Madhav's unseen hand, he enters a world where Karna sits on Hastinapur's throne, Kunti's truth is no longer a secret, and peace reigns where war once should have. His grandmother, the quiet woman he'd known all his life, turns out to be Satyavati herself, reborn to witness the world she had once dreamed of - a world where her dynasty did not bleed itself dry. Between love and duty, Parth lives the lives Arjun was denied - the laughter with Draupadi, the tenderness with Subhadra, and the quiet fulfillment of a wish once whispered to Krishna. But the wish was never the end. It was only a beginning. Without warning, Parth wakes up again - this time in 2072, with no divine voices, no weapons, and no idea why he's back. Seeking meaning, he follows his father's path and becomes a doctor, vowing to help those he can. Until strange things begin to stir. Disappearing students. Electric static that hums like divine energy. Symbols that glow. And the faces around him - Sia, Aarav, Neel, Avni, Meera - feel achingly familiar, as if pulled from a life he once fought beside. As whispers of the seven immortals resurface and the shadows of Ghor Kaliyug creep closer, Parth begins to remember why he was reborn - not to escape destiny, but to lead what remains of the good into the dawn of a new Yuga. ●Past name- ■Reincarnated As Dhananjaya Arjun(I regret changing it because of my attachment issue. Lol)

(Book 1 Of Rain Series) Time Travel. Seems quite impossible eh? Well anything is possible with the intervention of a divine entity that is God himself. Join the journey of Vaishnavi in this Musical journey, an Archaeologist who got lost in Nepal while she was on a search of ancient history, and ended up on a search of the meaning of her life when she landed in dwapar yug. What does destiny have in store for her? Will she find her way out? or will she stay back for her love for a certain Archer? Achievements: #1 in Mahabharat #1 in Krishna #1 in Tale #2 in Draupadi Cover credits: Pinterest

KRISHNASAHODARI The heart of Krishna. The wife of Dharma. They say Krishna loved the world. But before Dwarka, before wars, before destiny carved divinity into his name... He loved *her* first. His twin. His womb-sharer. His Hriday. Princess Ksheera. Moon-pale where Krishna was dark as monsoon clouds. Soft laughter wrapped around terrifying strength. A girl who could feed wounded tigers with her bare hands, dance through palace halls with flowers in her hair, and still cradle Krishna's head in her lap when the weight of godhood became too heavy for his human heart. Dwarka worshipped Krishna. But Dwarka loved Ksheera. And perhaps that is why fate became jealous. Because far away in Hastinapur lived a man who belonged more to duty than himself. Yudhishthira. Dharmaraj. The righteous prince. The future king. The man everyone leaned upon while no one noticed he was collapsing silently beneath expectations. A prince so devoted to Dharma that he feared his own anger, his own desires, even his own loneliness. Then Ksheera walks into his life carrying sunlight in her smile and questions in her eyes. And suddenly Dharma itself begins trembling. Because she does not fear him. She laughs at his silences. Challenges his definition of righteousness. Steals food from his plate. Calls him *Sthir* with such softness that the mighty Dharmaraj forgets how to breathe. For the first time in his life, someone sees not the king. Not the crown. Not the burden. Just the man. And Yudhishthira falls first. Falls harder. Falls so deeply that even fire cannot burn it away. But this is Mahabharata. Love here is never simple. A marriage born in haste. A palace built to become a funeral pyre. A kingdom hungry for blood. A prince carrying the weight of Dharma. And a woman who chooses to stand beside him through exile, grief, war, and destiny itself. This is the story of the woman who made the calmest man in Aryavart blush like a boy.

Devasena spent her life guarding a sacred flame tied to the man destiny chose for her. Then fate led her to Krishna. The man adored by kingdoms. The heart-stealer wrapped in divinity. The one person she could never truly have. Bound together through a marriage forged by politics rather than love, Devasena and Krishna are forced into a relationship trembling with pride, jealousy, silence, and unbearable yearning. Because loving Krishna was never meant to be easy. Krishna : "My marriage to you was a boon given to you by Mahadev , himself . I have to keep that boon intact , there's not other reason." And some love stories are destined to end beautifully tragic. [Krishna x Reader/Original Character.]