Murderer. Gambler. Thief. Seductress. Liar. A woman made of masks. King. Warrior. Brahmin. Son. Friend. A man born of legacy. 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦. They should've destroyed each other. And yet, here he was. Freshly anointed. A kingdom in his hands. A crown on his head. ...and a snake in his dungeons. They'd warned him: 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘙𝘪𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯. Unfortunately, Ashwathama was 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 at following instructions. Their story didn't start with love. It started with lies. With wounds. With a game no one was supposed to win. And a few millenia down the line, through the ache of memories and the weight of years, he stops to think, 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡? "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲." "𝐍𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝐭𝐨." She was just trying to survive He was just trying to rule Somehow they ended up inside each other 🫶 DISCLAIMER: this isn't meant to hurt anyone's religious sentiments in any way. everyone's beliefs deserve respect, and if u feel something is hurtful, lemme know.

It takes guts to live as a mortal woman amongst those with divine or abnormal births. One is left to wonder: does she bring out the mortal in them or do they bring out the divine in her? Mrinali has been wiped off of the face of Mahabharata lore. But she is here at last to tell her tale. The human who harnessed the children of the divine and the divine themselves is here to tell her story. Queen. Queen Mother. Arjun's spouse. Karna's best friend. Mrinali will conquer their hearts and look damn good while doing it. #1 in 'Mahabharata' - 29/01/24 #1 in 'Pandavas' - 22/10/24 #1 in 'Arjuna' - 3/01/23 #2 in 'Nakul' - 22/03/24

This story is a Standalone Spin-off of an Alternate Universe Fanfic of Petrichor - Time Travel To Mahabharat and it basically starts with Maya aka Vaishnavi leaving Arjun alone in Dwapar Yuga after the events of Kurukshetra war and even chooses to forget every memory of Dwapar Yuga especially all memories of Arjun. In this story i have changed Vaishnavi's name to Maya. Special Thanks to oobaa @sucker_for_art aka the original author of Petrichor for helping me out in this. This is a limited edition story so give all the love you can to this story.

In the sacred shadows of Bhagwan Parshuram's Gurukul, where warriors learn to bend fate and honor commands every breath, a forbidden flame flickers-hidden deep, where even legends dare not peek. 🔥 Devavrat (Bhishma)-the unbreakable, the embodiment of duty, and the guy who made the ultimate "no dating" promise before it was cool-rocks the kingdom with his epic vows. But guess what? Beneath that stoic armor beats a heart that might just have mastered the art of sneaky love. Enter Chandralekha-part firecracker, part mystery, all sass-from a music and dance school just a stone's throw away. She's the wild note in Bhishma's perfectly composed life... and oh boy, does she play him like a sitar! 🎶💃 Their romance? Picture stolen glances that could melt mountains, secret smiles that could start wars, and heartbeats syncing like a forbidden drum circle. Bhishma was supposed to be the king of celibacy (seriously, the ultimate "single for life" pledge), but Chandralekha dropped the beat and rocked his resolve! Could a man chained by vows actually fall? Spoiler alert: YES, and with all the dramatic flair you'd expect from an epic war waiting to happen. 💔⚔️ But hold your horses-because this love story's got more twists than a royal chariot race. Tragedy isn't just knocking; it's throwing a full-on tantrum. When Chandralekha faces fate's darkest stage, and Bhishma's left clutching not just arrows but memories sharper than any weapon, love morphs into a fierce battlefield of passion, sacrifice, and midnight sass. 😢🔥 "Vows and Veils" isn't just another epic-it's a rollercoaster of heartbreak, laughter (expect belly-aching chuckles), secrets darker than a moonless night, and juicy revelations that even Parshuram would raise an eyebrow at. 😉 Think you know Bhishma? Think again. Dive into this secret chapter of history where love breaks rules, vows shatter, and behind every epic hero is a love story too wild for myth. Ready to unravel the mystery? Let th

Duryodhana and Bhanumati's Enigmatic Bond The suyodhana that the world doesn't know The suyodhana who loves his queen, his wife. his world The eldest Gandharinandan who was just an innocent child thrown into the poltics of the world he was too young to distinguish what was dhrama and adharama The child who has yearned to parental love in childhood who's mind got blinded with jealousy way before he could understand what it was The child who was Casted into Life's Cruel Abyss what will happen when he will get the love he yearned for from someone who's soul was meant to be with him together forever but Destiny weaves its tapestry

HER DEMON A story of the forbidden, the fated, and the fire that never died. The demon. Her demon. She was the moon-gentle, serene, cloaked in a glow that calmed the wildest storms. But behind that soft smile lay unspoken chaos... a soul that had seen lifetimes, a fire buried deep under elegance. And he-he was the night. Not just its silence, but its shadows. Proud, raw, raging. A storm that no one dared to tame. A fire that burned everything it touched. They were night and moon. Darkness and glow. Clash and calm. Broken and whole. Incomplete... without each other. For only her devil could command his demon. Only her voice could silence his wrath. Only her presence could still the war within him. But what if the universe-tired of watching history repeat pain-chose to intervene? What if Narayan decided to play again, not with a flute this time, but with fate itself? What if the great Mahabharat, written in stone, was granted a new page? What if Duryodhan, the king of lost causes, the misunderstood warrior of Hastinapur, was given another chance? Not to change the war-but to change the reason he went to war. Not to reclaim a throne- And what if two hearts from Kaliyug, separated by time and tragedy, were reborn in Dwaparyug? Carrying the memories, the madness, the ache of a love that never found its forever? He was known as Hridav-fierce, feared. She was known as Vriddhi-graceful, wild, divine. But the time played & made them Duryodhan and Vartika. This is not the Mahabharat you know. This is the Mahabharat Krishna chose to rewrite. A tale where love is darker than war. Where the demon is not evil-but deeply human. And where the heroine doesn't slay the monster... she loves him. HER DEMON A story of souls reborn. Of fate reshaped. Of a love so fierce, even time dared not touch it. #1 in yudhishthir #2 in narayan

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮... 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓸𝓽? 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲, 𝓪 21𝓼𝓽-𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓾𝓻𝔂 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻, 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓫𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪 𝓽𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽 - 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓫𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓽. 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓷𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓡𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓱𝓲𝓴𝓪, 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓹𝓼𝓪𝓻𝓪 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓘𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪 𝓛𝓸𝓴, 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓭𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮, 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓚𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓪 - 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓽, 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽, 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬. 𝓐𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓓𝓱𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓻𝓪, 𝓗𝓪𝓶𝓼𝓪 𝓝𝓪𝓪𝓿𝓪, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓸𝓳𝓪 𝓩𝓪𝓻𝓪 𝓫𝔂 𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓚𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓪 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓼 - 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓵𝔂, 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓵𝔂 - 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓓𝔀𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻 𝓨

Nihira, a modern girl, is mysteriously transported to the era of the Mahabharata. At Dronacharya's ashram, she falls for the fierce Ashwathama. However, as she uncovers dark truths and faces deadly threats, her loyalties are tested by a second lover, Karna intensifying the drama. Betrayal by her own loved ones for power, and the ever-present danger of death, entangle Nihira in a web of love, lust, and political intrigue. Set in the tumultuous Dwapar Yuga, this is a thrilling journey of heartbreaks, power struggles, and epic battles akin to a timeless game of thrones. "Two immortals fell in love, believing their bond would last forever. But what happens when forever isn't promised to both? When one must watch eternity unfold alone, carrying the weight of a love that was meant to conquer time itself? Some loves are so powerful they survive even when only one heart remains to remember them."

War. Suffering. Despair. The year 4350, Kali Yuga's peak. Virtue and dharma had disappeared from the face of Earth long back and all that remained now was despair. To escape from the hell they called home, Syxira and Zolani agree to be scapegoats for a time travel experiment. When the time-travel experiment goes wrong, they're sent back to the era of Dwapar Yuga, a time of gods and kings. Thrown back in time to the epic of Mahabharat, they find solace near the banks of the Ganga, the forests of Aryavarta and the palaces of Hastinapur. They view the epic from far away, but can't help being drawn in themselves. But they face their worst enemy-God himself. Because even in this new world, their hatred for Krishna runs deep. The cheeky, flute-playing God hadn't helped them as they lost everything in Kaliyug. Yet, here he played his flute with no worries in mind. They argue all day, and scream all night but never make up for the silly fights. But, will their fury keep them from finding peace or will they have to confront the very gods they despise? Will they ever let themselves be a part of the famous tale of Mahabharat? ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ This book is being written in collaboration of Error_1242 and bhadra-.