"𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙍𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪,𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚,𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙖-𝙀-𝙏𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙧." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ It was a political marriage. Last wish of his dying father. Getting married and increasing his legacy, that's all he wanted. He wasn't supposed to have feelings for her let alone feel possessive.But why does it feel like she belongs to him, she was his all along.She was. She thought her life was over. She was sure of it.But...then how did she end up here?Which year is it? She is a rajput princess?But didn't she just died? 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝗋𝖺𝗃𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? Let's take a look shall we? #firstbook in Unwanted Series A/N: The first few chapters were written when I barely knew anything about vocabulary or knew how to write a story. I started writing on impulse so it may seem a little immature. But please don't judge the book by reading the first few chapters. I

In the shadow of the great epic, the Mahabharata, lies the untold story of Samyukta, the daughter of Prime Minister Vidura. Neither royalty nor commoner, Samyukta's life is woven into the intricate web of loyalty, love, and strife that divides her family. She finds herself at the heart of a world shaped by alliances, rivalries, and unyielding traditions. As an intelligent and compassionate young woman, Samyukta carves her own path amidst the grandeur of Hastinapura and the vibrant courts of Panchala. With the shadow of destiny looming over her family and the kingdoms they serve, she must balance love, loyalty, and duty, discovering her own strength in the face of an uncertain future. In this tale of resilience and quiet courage, the unseen threads of history of Panchala and the Mahabharatha come alive through the eyes of a woman who refuses to be overlooked-a princess not bound by titles but by the legacy she creates.

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?

~𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝔃𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓮~ Advika Sen is just nineteen, a rising actress with more fire in her than the spotlight ever shows. Arjun, the greatest archer of his age, is all discipline, honor, and fury like a storm that never quite breaks. When Advika disappears from the sets of Mahabharat, she wakes up inside the epic itself. Thrown into a world ruled by destiny and dharma, Advika refuses to bend. Her sharp tongue, modern defiance, and stubborn will clash head-on with Arjun's sense of honor. Every argument feels like a battle. Every stolen glance carries a tension neither of them is ready to name. Bound by forces far older than them both, they navigate betrayal, war, and the weight of fate, each confrontation pulling them closer, even as the world threatens to tear them apart. Will her fire shatter his calm, or will their collision create something timeless? In a realm where myth and reality bleed into one another, time is not on their side. A Mahabharat fanfiction filled with tension, destiny, and a love that dares to cross centuries.

How terrible it is to love someone who can be touched by death..... Not many know that although raised as a prince, the third Pandav had one of the toughest lives. Destiny always separates him from his loved ones. And then he falls in love with Rajkumari Rukmika, the younger sister of Shri Rukmini devi. For once Arjun thinks that everything will be good. But destiny plays it's cruel tricks again and separates him from his love. Will Arjun accept his cruel destiny once more ? Or will he fight against fate this time ?

☆ COMPLETED ✓☆ || ArDi Story || An alliance between 2 kingdoms, a marriage of 2 young kids, a dream that gnaws every night, an answer both are searching for, and then they get to know that it is their Forgotten Marriage. An unwanted marriage for two souls, an unwanted relationship for two lovely beings, never ending pain for the prince and princess of a powerful kingdom. Will their life ever change to something good? Answer unknown... Arjun, the prince of Indraprasth, is the eldest son of Kunti and Pandu, has 2 naughty younger brothers whom he love a lot! He has some scenario of his childhood gnawing him everyday but everything unclear. In love with Sangeetha, the princess of Magadh who loves him back. Draupadi, the princess of Panchal, is the youngest daughter of Drupad and Sumathi, has one elder and protective brother whom she looks as a role model. She keeps dreaming about a scenario of her childhood but nothing is clear about the same. A sword fighter and an inspiration to many women. What is the incident that both the prince and princess are dreaming about? Will it change their life drastically? How will they both succeed in the battle called life? Join their journey to get your answers! ❤ Cover Credits- @shubhangi1600 ✍️Started- July 3rd 2021 ✍️Completed- September 2021 **Note** This story is nowhere related to the epic Mahabharata. It's a fanfiction and please don't connect this to the real story. Please!

Featured by WATTPAD Asian Fantasy The nectar of righteousness is entrenched when Shri Lakshmi, who emerged from the ocean along with the amrita reunites with Narayan, who, as Mohini, bestowed the amrita upon the Devatas. 𝘿𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞 - the supreme manifestation of 𝘼𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙉𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙞, 𝘼𝙙𝙞 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙞 𝙎𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙈𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙞 is born in the lineage of the venerated Kurus as the youngest of Kunti and the beloved of Kanha - the Lord of Dwarka. Harmonize with her conscience as she unearths the cauldrons of conceit, malfeasance, and knavery among her own family; battles for love; anamnesis her primordial identity; endures profanity; and shatters the hegemonic patriarchy that breaches the aspect of the divine feminine Shakti - the very essence of the universe. Endearment, hellions, retrouvallie, motherhood, sovereignty, curses and cordolium - Dhriti has to face it all. Rising above her flaws and foible, the quintessence of the Universe completes a full circle of her mortal incarnation. From Kuruvansha Kumari to the Samragyi of the Three Worlds - This is the tale of "Kanha's Priya." 【 This is a work of pure fiction. Through this, I do not mean to hurt anyone's religious sentiments and beliefs. The story is loosely based on Mahabharata, while majority of the plots and character potrayals are a part of my imagination. Enjoy! 】

Svara, a 20-year-old classical dancer in Dwaraka, leads a life of simplicity, devoted to her dance and the beauty of her art. Unaware of the divine world around her, she spends her days as a temple dancer, lost in the rhythms of her performances. But when the charming and enigmatic Krishna enters her life, something shifts. As their paths intertwine, Svara begins to feel a connection she can't explain. Amid the grandeur of Dwaraka, she is drawn to Krishna-unaware that he is the very force shaping her destiny. ----------------- Svara mumbled, eyes glistening, "You don't know what it's like... to feel unwanted by the world." The King of dwarka's voice was steady, calm, "Then let me show you what it feels like to be wanted by me... with no conditions, no questions, no end." Svara glanced away, voice trembling slightly, "And when I push you away?" He gave a small, sad smile, "I'll wait at the edge of every silence you leave behind... until you're ready to let me in."

How can she reap hope on a land where despair plants seeds of agony and sufferings? Whose destiny is written with the ink of misery, how can she rinse the stains with mirth? How can she put on the cloak of patience when life strips her out of it everytime? But how can faith abandon a body whose hands Krishna holds? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How can misfortune eclipse a heart where Chandra glows? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How can sorrow defeat a soul before which Arjun bows? "|| यत्र धर्मो धृतिः कान्तिः , यत्र हरिः श्री स्तथा मतिः ; यतो धर्म सततः कृष्णो , यतः कृष्णा स्ततो जय: ||" -संजय, भीष्म पर्व (XXIII) 'A bed of roses is only achieved after treading a path of thorns. And sometimes by the time you reach there, it is wilted.' I thus, invite you all to join me in this journey, where I take you to witness Mahabharat from the eyes of Chandraputri. ∆ The woman, whom even pessimism couldn't stand against. ∆ The one, who along with Yagyaseni bathed Kuruvansh in her blood and tears. ∆ The one, who fought the war of Kurukshetra alone in her heart. Started: 9/11/2020

When her mother was called a traitor in front of the entire Kingdom by her own father who was deceived by her own people little HIRANMAYI was heartbroken, living in the Royal Palace of vidarbh became a very big challenge and the only person she would rely on was her elder sister Rukmini but things worsened after her mother committed suicide. She had no choice left but to run away, She was thinking all of this as she was running away from a pride of lions, finally days of exhaustion caught up with her as she felt to the ground with no way out there was only one name on her lips,"NARAYAN." __________________________________________ He was heart broken as he saw his lover get married to another person, she was not only his lover but his eternal consort as well, he was just standing there unable to do anything burning in the Agony of separation. Just as he was about breakdown his brother made him realise that his Sri, his CHANCHALA was nearby but his happiness was only temporary because he heard a very familiar voice scream,"NARAYAN." The entire plot belongs to me apart from Mahabharat which only belongs to mahrshi Ved Vyas all the pictures that I am using are from Pinterest, and the original character HIRANMAYI also belongs to me and copying it will not be appreciated