Riddhi Goel An average girl, with beauty, books, and words for company. Her world turned into writing after everything life threw at her. She bled in silence, and in those wounds, she found ink. She understood love so deeply that people believed she must be in a relationship. But no one knew - her lessons came not from romance, but from heartbreak after heartbreak. She knew the love she longed for might never be hers. Yet who can predict what God decides? Maybe it's His mercy, maybe it's His Meherbaniya. Her story has a male lead, but he exists only in words, not in reality. That is her truth. That is her story. That is her book. That is her

In the village of Vrindavan, Ekaksh, who runs a spiritual bookstore, meets Riddhi, an artist mourning her parents' loss. They bond over shared grief and spirituality. Over time, their connection deepens, and during Holi, Ekaksh confesses his love, which Riddhi reciprocates. Their love grows as they seek blessings from temples dedicated to Shiva-Parvati, Radha-Krishna, and Sita-Ram. With divine blessings, their love story ends happily, highlighting the healing power of love, kindness, and spiritual strength. It's a story for the spotlight awards . @Wanderlust_Lavanya. Radhe radhe Jai siya ram Jai shivshakti

#1 in vidisha "Love is not the perfect script - it's the wildest story we dare to live." In a world divided between divine law and shadowed realms, Vidisha - a fierce goddess of light and rebellion - and Vidyut - the fiery, untamed King of Hell - dare to defy destiny itself. Their love, born in chaos and forged in rebellion, creates Saamrajya, a kingdom where hearts rule beyond the strict edicts of gods and mortals. This is a tale of passion, struggle, and the wild beauty of choosing love when the world says no. Vidisha, with a spark in her eyes: "They say we are forbidden - that our love is a mistake written in the stars." Vidyut, smiling darkly, fingers brushing hers: "Then let us rewrite the stars themselves, Vidisha. For love like ours is not found - it's made." Just a short story which came in my mind #2 in sanatan on- june 9 2025 #3 in vidyut on - june 9 2025 #1 in vidisha on - june 21 2025

Two souls, two lives, two extremes of existence She was mischief wrapped in sweetness, The girl who painted every hallway of the school with her brightness, The one whose giggles were remembered long after the day ended. People said she was the kind of joy you don't forget, The kind of light that even shadows bowed to. He was the enigma, the untouchable, The boy with cold eyes and a sharper tongue, The one every heart ached for, yet feared to reach. He was the thrill no one dared to claim, The heartbreak every girl still dreamt of. And then- Their worlds collided. Not in a planned, gentle way, But like fire meeting ice, Like destiny laughing at its own script. They fought, they teased, they resisted. But love? Love was merciless. It crept in, slow and stubborn, Until even the storm softened for the sunshine, And even the sunshine found her calm in the storm. For a moment in time, It felt like the world had bent its rules. They weren't two people anymore- They were one soul in two bodies, Breathing the same ache, Dreaming the same dream. But the world... The world doesn't forgive such lovers. It doesn't allow opposites to stay stitched together. History had warned them- Radha and Krishna loved, But they were never allowed a forever. And history repeated itself. He walked away. Just like Krishna had walked away once upon a time, Silent, merciless, leaving behind only memories. And she became Radha once more, Living not with him, But with the ghost of him, With the fragrance of a love That was too pure to survive this world. Ruhanika, the girl everyone adored, Now carried a smile stitched with pain. Hridav, the boy who owned every heart, Now lived as if untouched, unbroken- But somewhere, somewhere in his silence, He still carried her name. Because some stories don't have a happily ever after. Because some stories aren't written to be completed. Because some love is so eternal, It was never meant for this lifetime. #1 in goel #1 in adhuri #1 in kahani

The Italian Mafia had just welcomed three precious addition isabella , ruaam &Tiara, the only daughters born into a bloodstained legacy. Their five elder brothers and twin brother ruaan adored them. For a moment, their dangerous world felt like home. But nothing in the Mafia lasts forever. When their enemy took the younger children and vanished overnight, no one knew why. All they had were questions... until the truth unraveled. What followed was a nightmare. The family was torn apart. Isabella was trapped with a cruel patents, enduring years of silence, abuse, and pain. Tiara? Lost... or so they thought. Fifteen years later, the truth returns with a vengeance. Tiara has become an french & Spanish Donna-beautiful, ruthless, untouchable. A queen ruling her empire in stilettos and secrets. Isabella is scarred but unbroken, still dreaming of the family she barely remembers. And when blood meets blood again, it won't be a reunion. It'll be war.

What time if instead of 5 there were 6 Pandavas . What if the third oldest Pandava was born from a Essence of Jagatpita , maha Vishnu . "Dhruv, a soul transcending time, journeys through the ages, bound by duty and desire. His heart beats for Riddhi, his eternal love, across the expanse of eternity." "The one who follows dharm tend to fall in dharm sankat " ________________________________________________ Now if Vishnu will come to earth , then his beloved lakshmi will always be at his side ....... ________________________________________________ What if Draupadi had a younger sister . What is she was born from essence of Jagatmata , Devi shree Lakshmi . RIDDHIKA : a radiant soul born of divine light, shines like a star across the vast expanse of time. Her gentle heart beats with an unyielding spirit, guiding her through the labyrinth of fate, where love and destiny await." "The world is drives from love. A mother loves her child . God love it's devotee , a husband loves his wife ...without love the world is null" _______________________________________________ They both are born in kalyug due to their destiny & will return to dwaparyug to complete their destiny. ______________________________________________ ** includes mature scenes 🔞** **i am not shipping oc with Mahabharat characters ** ______________________________________________ #1 in kaurava on 6 july 2025 #1 in dushasan on 6 feb 2025 #1 in karna on 11 nov 2025

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

In a world where time bends and destiny weaves its own mysterious patterns, eight sisters from Kalyug - modern, spirited, curious - find themselves unexpectedly thrown back into the ancient and divine Era of Dwaparyug, the time of the Mahabharata. As they step into the grand courts of Hastinapur, the sacred lands of Kurukshetra, and the majestic halls of Indraprastha, they come face to face with legends they had only read about in scriptures: the valiant Pandavas, the wise Krishna, the mighty Bhishma, the fierce Karna, and the misunderstood Duryodhan. But this is not the Mahabharata you know. What if one of these sisters is none other than Mahalakshmi herself, incarnated without her own knowledge, drawn by cosmic design to restore the balance of fate? What if the infamous Dyut Sabha (the game of dice) still happened, but Duryodhan was not the mastermind behind it - what if he, too, was a noble-hearted prince, caught in the web of palace politics? What if Karna, instead of being torn between loyalty and dharma, stood firmly as a royalist, adopted by bhishma & the only way to tie pandav & kaurav In this twist of imagination, love blooms across time, as the sisters' modern hearts connect with the ancient souls of the epic's heroes. Bonds of love, respect, rivalry, and sacrifice are tested across centuries. This story is purely a work of fiction, a heartfelt tribute and imaginative reweaving of the epic Mahabharata. No disrespect is intended toward the original scripture, its divine characters, or the beliefs surrounding them. If you're sensitive to fictional reinterpretations, you may kindly choose to skip this. For those ready to dive into the depths of this reimagined tale, I invite you: step into the ocean of this book and discover a Mahabharata where fate itself gets a second chance. Shree, Radhe Radhe. #2 in radha on 5th June 25 #1 in mahabharat on 18 June 25