The greenish-blue orbs stared at the group gathering below as she hide behind the curtain watching the crowd. Maharishi, gurus, yogis from all over were sitting infront if the large fire chanting the sacred mantras. Her kohl drawn eyes widened as she let out a gasp,stumbling behind. Her face turned into a rosy flush as a strong hand gripped her shoulders, preventing her from falling down. " Brother...I," She began, blushing brightly as the man placed his finger on her pale lips before walking past her. She pouted and elbowed his ribs, peering from behind him. " I want to see! What's so special ?" She huffed,crossing her hands over her chest as she pouted. " Curiosity Killed the Cat...Come along...if Maharaj found us sneaking around...he would be extremely displeased," The handsome man said as he gripped her hand firmly and dragged her away. She turned her face and sighed seeing Maharaj Draupad face beaming with pride and happiness as he loudly proclaimed that Lord Shiva has blessed him and the entire Panchal nation. " Will he ever look at me like that?," she asked in a forlorn tone causing the elder man to sigh and wrap his arms around her. " I hope not! You my little one deserves more than his desire for revenge," Satyajit said as he pat her shoulder. ****************************************** Aaratrika's life changed the moment her parents conducted the yagna. She became the forgotten princess of Panchal in the awakening of Panchali. Torn apart between her feelings with Hastinapur's crown prince's, she must decide if Duryodhan is worth her father's wrath or is her feelings for Yusdhistir worth her sister's marriage. Rewritten from my original story which I took down due to some personal issues. Aaratrika...Princess...Queen...most importantly Mahabharata's Unknown Mistress...the woman who watched every plot...scheme's...and idea and yet remain behind the shadows never to be known.

In the great kingdom of Indraprastha, Queen Draupadi gives birth to twin daughters of the mighty warrior Arjuna. From the moment they are born, the palace is filled with joy. The two sisters grow up together, always side by side, sharing the same laughter, dreams, and love. As children, they are loved equally by everyone around them. To the world, they look like two flowers blooming from the same branch. But as the years pass, people begin to notice their differences. Anurati grows into a girl of extraordinary beauty. Her beauty becomes famous, and stories of her grace spread far and wide. Wherever she goes, people cannot stop praising her. Nayantara though kind, gentle, and pure-hearted, slowly begins to live in the shadow of her sister's beauty. At first, the sisters do not notice the change. But the world does. Whispers begin to grow. Comparisons begin to rise. People slowly start choosing which sister is more beautiful. And a silent question begins to follow them everywhere: Can two sisters who were once loved the same... remain the same in the eyes of the world? Sometimes, it is not fate that separates hearts. Sometimes... it is the judgment of people. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 (Important Note: In this story, the Pandavas and the Kauravas share a peaceful and respectful relationship. There is no great rivalry or war between them. The Pandavas also have a strong and friendly bond with Angraj Karna. These elements are part of the fictional world created for this novel.) Disclaimer This story is a pure work of fiction. It is inspired by characters and settings from ancient Indian mythology, but the events, relationships, and storyline are created only for storytelling and imagination.

A twist of fate tore her from her world and cast her into an age of kings, warriors, and bloodshed. They became the incision that altered history forever. DISCLAIMER I do not own Baahubali, Bhallaladeva, Mahishmati, or any canon characters mentioned in this story. All rights belong to their respective creators and copyright holders. Only the original character, original plot elements, and original scenes belong to me. This story is a non-profit fanfiction created purely for entertainment. ⚠️ Warning Contains violence, gore, romance, and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. - Mia Miller

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?

Charvi the youngest of Mathura's princess has always left her life to be away from her father's land. While her family worships Lord Ram and Sita maiya, Charvi has personally left close with Mahadeva. She is the apple of her father's eyes. Her kaka Krishna is overprotective of her while her cousin Pradayumna is indulges her with all her whims. Charvi is very different from her lively and vivacious sister. She is demure, quiet and loves to please others unlike her mother and sisters whose tongues are sharper than her mama Arjun's arrow. When the suyamwar for the next generation of Mathura's princesses occurs, Charvi meets a charming, charismatic yet arrogant king of Northen Panchal. Ashwatthama the cold and arrogant king of Northern Panchal is an enigma to her soul. When the unthinkable happens and Charvi's life as she knows it changes. Away from the cocooned of her protective family, she has to navigate her life. A new kingdom. A cold husband. An unwanted marriage. A broken family. How will she survive? For Hastinapur is far worse than the stories her mother has told.

NEW CHAPTERS EVERY MONDAY, WEDNESDAY, FRIDAY AND SATURDAY Devavrata Bhishma - Aryavarta's greatest warrior, an undefeated titan bound by a devastating vow of celibacy, forbidden from ever knowing the touch of love. Amba - Kasi's brightest and sharpest princess, refusing to be a pawn in the games of kings and other men. We all know the tragic fate that history wrote for them. But what happens when fate defies the heavens and pulls them together anyway? What happens when a woman decides to rewrite the destiny of a man who was never supposed to be hers? This is the story that changes everything you think you know about the epic. It begins with a vow being broken, a throne being passed to the rightful heir, and a love fierce enough to bring a great warrior to his knees.

Aadhvik singh Chaudhary. The name itself carries his aura . His presence is Enough to send a shiver down people spine . The ruthless , respected, feared and loved politician. MLA of rohtak , haryana . A man who likes he came straight out of a bollywood movie. He got those genes . Hyeee ! Sara XX chromosome samaj fidda h unpe. 27 years old .6'2 feet tall , broad shoulders, tanned body , gym guy, rich generational wealthy , beard , black dark hair and those brown eyes. He is not someone cold , brooding guy who can't smile and can't love or heartbroken majnu He is a top desi haryanvi jaat . And his smile and smirk can kill people . Vaise to janab those distant rehte h ladkiyon s par unki " *madam ji*" k aage to vo bich jaaien . The extroverted guy with his people. He isn't some picture perfect guy he have anger issues and ego problems and is self obsessed but unki " *doctor sahiba* " kr dengi theek unhe. Now..... Priyanshi yadav . Mbbs student. Haryanvi girl from rewari , thought she doesn't have that accent and have seen her mom suffering whole life in a marriage which lacks love . Loves to read fictional romance but believes no one gets that in real life and if someone does then either it's fake or god takes it instantly. thinks that her fate is like Jethalal . Awesome ! She hated indian political system and politician and thinks they are the best liars and actors.

A Rahul Gandhi fan fiction. What begins as a formal arrangement- a book project, a series of interviews- quickly blurs into a dangerous territory. Every glance, every accidental touch pulls Rahul and Isha a deeper into a forbidden attraction that threatens to burn through every wall they have built. Behind closed doors, where politics can't see and duty can't control, their chemistry ignite into something raw, intense, and wildly undeniable. But when secrets surface and loyalties are tested, they must decide: will they protect their worlds- or surrender to the one thing they can't resist? Rahul Gandhi: Sharp, confident, and dangerously magnetic, Rahul Gandhi commands every he room enters. Beneath his powerful exterior lies a man of fierce passion and unspoken desires- a man you have dared to touch, and none have truly known. Isha Gupta: Bold, fearless, and stunningly self-assured, Isha Gupta is a best selling author who doesn't just chase stories- she hunts them. Driven by ambition and untamed curiosity, she stepped into Rahul's guarded world, unaware that she's about to awaken a fire he's spent years trying to contain. In a world where he is defined by legacy and she is driven by desire, will Rahul and Isha risk everything for a love they were never meant to have? Politician x Writer