16100 girls imprisoned by Narkasur.,the son of lord vishnu himself.......... One of those girls who was broken to core by the time they get rescued by the lord of dwarika Vasudev shree krishn and his third wife queen satyabhama...... Its a tale of an ignored princess... Its a tale of a broken soul... Its a tale of an unspoken love story... Its a tale of the women who become draupadi's sakhi.....its a tale of DEVI AVANTIKA (this story is totally fictional... It have nothing to do with the original texts or stories.... I hope the one who will read this won't take it seriously) ⚠️This story contains topics like se*ual abu*se or in one word r*pe, self h*rm, anxiety,panic attacks and many more If your uncomfortable with any of this topics then please don't read this story the last thing I want to do is hurt someone's feelings⚠️

Driving back to the beginning of the universe, where the only source of light was an effulgent energy. On the request of the Devas, the feminine was born. With her soothing touch grew the trees, bringing every type of colours into the universe which was once colourless. The one who was favoured the most by every single being existing, had to go through each type of pain subsisting in this universe. The mother herself had to go through billions of test laying down as a trap on every step she took. Narayana, her beloved lover, caressed her every pain away. The only source which always bought her to pleasure was his hands brushing through her thick hairs. His eyes adoring every inch of her, but he tried to hide himself from getting caught by her. A point where it was too obvious that he was ready to take on anything just to watch her arrow shaped eyes and her resplendency shining soothingly, just like the moon. Thier universe created the most powerful energy, and resulted into the most divinest happening of all. But was that it? The millions of sacrifices, separations, re-births, staking, and trouble kept exploding piecemeal. Did both of them lose hope after all? Did both of them cerebrate it was better to stay away from each other so there's no upcoming troubles arriving? Read this story to unveil the mask of thier love.

Suhana, our lively 18-year-old from the 21st century, enjoying her so-called "once-in-a-lifetime" trip with friends. What could go wrong? Well, cue the dramatic drumroll! The river of time takes an unexpected detour, and Suhana finds herself crash-landing into the Dwapar Yug, into the era of the Mahabharat. Now, instead of dealing with typical teen problems, she's dodging the princes of Kuru, who are throwing tantrums deadlier than a family dinner gone wrong and to top it off, they're all convinced that marrying Suhana off is the solution to world peace. In this whirlwind of ancient chaos and madness, Suhana, in a moment of desperation, turns to the only one who seems sane-Her dear lord, Shree Krishna. Turns out he's even more twisted than the whole Kuru dynasty. The playful celestial god communicates only in riddles, turning her quest for salvation into a celestial game of "Guess What I Mean." "Hey bhagwan," Suhana groans. "Haa bolo," Krishna grins, his eyes twinkling in mischief. "He's not my savior. He's the reason for all my misery," Suhana cries, while the divine lord watches amusedly as the cosmic drama unfolds.

In Vaikuntha she is Narayan's Sri; on Prithvilok, she is Krishna's Devashree Call them Krishna and Devashree or Narayan and Lakshmi; both are as eternal as time. Experience their joy and pain by accompanying them in their trials of Dharm and Adharm in the constraints of Dwapar yug. What if Sridama realised the extent of his mistake and tried to redeem it?? How will the events of the Mahabharata unfold with Krishna and Sri combating Adharm side by side? Join Krishna and Devashree as they embark on a divine dance of love and destiny, where every moment is a brushstroke in the grand painting of the universe's own making. Will their love alter the fabric of reality, or will it succumb to the trials set before them? Disclaimer:It is all fiction and fabricated. It is not meant to hurt religious beliefs or sentiments.

Shri Krishna is the protector of all of his devotees, and destroyer of those who hurt his people. Krishn killed Narakasur, who had 16100 princesses kept as slaves. But what if there was another girl who was more traumatized at her young age? Cursed and sent to Kaliyuga as a baby, she grew up to the age of 16 there, before traveling back to Dwaparyuga. Ruhi Desai, a girl who trusted Krishna more than herself and loved him with all her heart, realizes that she was married to Krishna in Dwaparyuga. <•>~<•>~<•>~<•>~<•>~<•> "Aap kya keh rahe hai Maharishi? Main aur unki bharya?" Ruhi asked as she wasn't able to process the words said by Rishi Durvasa. "Yahi satya hai putri. Tum Dwarikadhish Shri Krishn ki bharya ho," Rishi Durvasa explained everything again to her. "Hey Prabhu hey harinaam Krishn jagganatham premanandi Yeh kya hua?!" the words left her mouth on there own accord, and she stood there. dumbfounded. "Krishn hi tumhare Arya hai putri," Maharishi smiled and left laughing from there. "Mumma kaha atak gayi main. Kanha mere Arya?!" Ruhi's cheeks turned pink as her wish had come true, but how will she face him?

❛ . . . and she wonders if it's serenity that she demands, or savagery ? ❜ As the Kurus lament and the world cries out in pain cursing the destiny, the charming trickster with a flute knows that for him, the silver-tongued Dvaraka prince, love and war are to go hand in hand. Once named Padmajaa-- a name that bestows her with her non-pareil determination and stubbornness like a lotus bloom in a sludge, she is the root of the sapling of righteousness that the almighty wishes to plant in the pious Aryavarta plagued with the horrors of nefariousness. The woman who rose from the flames along with the famed twins, has creation and cataclysm at her willowy fingertips and charms in her honey eyes as she enchants the hero of the era, Krishna Vaasudeva. With a voyage fraught with catastrophes and her soul stuck between the realms of humanism and divinity, she walks with her head high for she knows she is the chaos. As fate itself comes into the form of a woman who they call a beguiling one, will the world ever see the dawn of rectitude in the dusk of Dvapara?

She, a murderess. He, the Preserver. If they are bound, can a murderer ever be loved? **** She is a nameless shadow who walks in the form of a great beauty, they say. A beauty so deadly that it kills. Bodies crop up, from time to time, and people go missing, never to be found. All because they uttered a blasphemy, or disparaged the Preserver. He is a protector, an Incarnate. An enigmatic mystery, who only seeks the protection and preservation of the joy of all his people. For his people, he fought many long battles, banishing demons from his lands, always seeking the greater welfare of all. When she is caught and brought to Dvaraka, their worlds collide. He is her judge and she his prisoner. Nevertheless, he demands an unorthodox punishment from her that is hardly one. Against a conspiracy that rachets up, can they work together and learn to love? Or is murder too grievous a sin? [complete.] [word count - 60K words.]

Her hope has been shattered and torn apart, beyond even the flickering embers. But she still lives, if only to keep the wan flames of hope alive in her fellow prisoners. ***** Narakasura has captured 16,100 women to be his queens when he finally takes over the three worlds. This is a short tale of one of them, of how her hope is reembodied in the form of a bright, pious light that destroys her captor and frees her and her fellow prisoners. [Warnings in the first chapter.]