Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?

A girl named Drishti falls into the era of Mahabharata and everything in her life goes upside down. Read to find out about Drishti's adventures in the new-old timeline. Will she have a family there? Will she fall in love with not one but two men? And will she seek revenge? And most importantly, will she try to change the wrongs of the era after knowing the whole story?

Karna and Draupadi. A story for many who wanted another chance for Karna and Draupadi. What if the Gods decides to give them another chance? What will happen if there was just a little bit of difference in time. Another chance for people to make right decision. They say your whole life splashes in front of your eyes just before you die. But the chances you didn't take, a chance that could alter your whole life, that chance will run after you even in your death. Question you why you didn't take them. The plot of the story starts for when the Trilok, Bramha, Vishnu, Maheshwar and all the Gods and Goddesses sees what the future holds for the Kuru dynasty and the people of Hastinapur. In the future, Mahabhart war ends and many suffers because of a family. The citizens who lost their lives, the widows, the orphans and Draupadi's mourning. The gods have decided to give them a chance but Surya Dev couldn't watch his son Karna suffers more so he comes to ask him if he also wants to be a not part of it. So with the boon he got from Bramha for all his penance, Surya Dev talks to Karna's soul after he dies in the war. He shows Karna a vision of what will happen and ask him if he actually wants to be a part of it. For once he goes back, he will wake up many years before he dies and won't know what will happen or rember this is another chance, and many events already happened. But his heart thats been wounded multiple times aches for Draupadi and he decides to come anyway, determined to change his life along with hers. He will wake up after a year of Lacsha garh but his soul will be much older. Purely fictional.

Soraya.The name itself tells she is a star cluster. The epitome of innocence,kindness and beauty. She made the Gods and Goddesses bow down in front of her because of her devotion toward them. But what if Soraya is sent to Dwapar Yug as per her wish which the Gods and Goddesses could not deny? Join Soraya in her Journey or to say Destiny.

Is the end ever truly the end or the start of something buried in centuries? What if her fall was not a fall but time folding back to find her again ? When grief screamed louder than the wind, she vanished into a prophecy. She wasn't lost by time. She was remembered by it. She walked with laughter in her steps and sunlight in her breath. But what happens when eyes that remember too much finally forget? Her world paused. And in that pause time whispered her name. If time is not a thread, but a memory then grief is a signal ? A soul can pray without words, and the cosmos always listens. One blink, One breath and everything changed. She opened her eyes in a land where gods still walk and rivers sing. Where memory is prophecy, and strangers are long-awaited. Not a stranger. A verse forgotten in ink, She is recognition reborn. Some souls are pulled by forgotten promises. She is gentle flame of destiny A bridge between truths. Two worlds orbit her-one fading, one familiar. Her silence is storm before the unveiling. She came to awaken justice time tried to erase. She is the breath between slokas. The girl forgotten by time until time remembered her purpose. For those who feel too old for their age, dream in chants, and ache without knowing why. Her journey is yours. What if tears were memories from another age? She became strong to reshape it. Not a superhero. Not perfect. But raw. True. Familiar. She breaks like you. Rises like you. Welcome to Accidental Transtemporal Travel Where time bends to soul, and the forgotten become flame. Her silence is your reflection. Her scars, your map. To those who've whispered, "I don't belong here" Maybe you never did. But you're not lost. Just waiting to return. Open the book-step into memory. Walk through ancient halls where silence holds prophecy and when it ends, you won't say "What a tale." You'll whisper... "I remember." A debut inspired by the Mahabharata not retold, but revered. © All Rights Reserved