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-.

This is my first story. so please don't mind if you feel something odd. Please give this story a try. I am sure you will like it. So lets begin. Ayesha 23 years old a police officer gets transported from kaliyug to dwapar yug. to change the thoughts about the womens and girls of that yug. In this journey, she comes across a lot of troubles. but She does not give up as at her every step her best friend was with her. pandavas and draupadi hates her but their hate will remain as it is always? I am sorry if you found any grammatical mistakes. please ignore them. Our story ranks as below. #1 in mahabharat #1 in dwarka #1 in yuyutsu #1 in kauravas #1 in duryodhan #17 in karn #5 in subhadra #18 in krishna #2 in pandavas #7 in draupadi #46 in epic(out of 46k stories) #2 in gandhari

The bridge between eras.. "the girl from kaliyug reborn in dwapara" --- Nakshatra, a cheerful girl from Kaliyug, is reborn as the Pandavas' sister-a daughter of the moon, loved and cherished, yet carrying secrets even she doesn't even know know. Known by many names-Chandralekha, Soma, Chandrapriya... Chandanandini to the world-she is Yudhishthir's wisdom, Bheem's strength, Arjun's eyes, Nakul's speed, Sahadev's knowledge. **AARADHYA** But what if she dares to rewrite destiny? To question Draupadi's marriage, unite rivals, or change the battles of Mahabharata itself? In a world of loyalty, love, and lies, one sister may or may not just change everything. And what if she found herself lost in someone eyes which waited for her for years ... Will she be able to focus on her plans or she will be lost in the webs of dwapar. Go read ahead .. #3 in balaram #2 in bheesma #5 in asianfanfics (august 9, 2025) #3 in asianfanfics (august 11, 2025) #1 in Asian (October 11, 2025)

Time travel of six girls from kaliyug to dwapar Yug in mahabharat Ara. See what will happen when they land in dwapar yug? how many twists life have hold for them? Will they fell in love with kuru princes? Will they help kauravas and pandavs to get together? Disclaimer:- This is all my imagination and has nothing to do with real story. This is a fiction story. Enjoy😊 ○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○○ Rankings.... #1 in Haldi. 29/5/2024 #1 in Sangeet. 29/5/2024 #1 in Leena. 31/5/2024 #1 in Janvi. 31/5/2024 ~•••~••••~•••••••~••••~•••~ #2 in Hinduism. 7/7/2024 ~•••~••••~•••••••~••••~•••~ #3 in Yudhisthir. 29/5/2024 ~•••~••••~•••••••~••••~•••~ #5 in Hinduism. 31/5/2024 #5 in Yudhisthir. 1/6/2024

In the mystical era of Dwapara Yuga, there existed a mysterious time traveler-a girl who wove her existence through countless aliases, concealing her true name and identity. Only four individuals knew her intimately, forming an unbreakable bond that transcended lifetimes. Together, they navigated the ebb and flow of existence, from life to death and back again. Behind the veil of secrecy, she held immense power. Since her teenage years, she had subtly shaped the world, showing kindness to those who deserved it and unleashing wrath upon those who dared to cross her. To her loved ones, she appeared as an innocent child, her personality bubbling with warmth. But to outsiders, she emanated an enigmatic calmness-a silent force that could alter destinies. In an unexpected twist of fate, she found herself transported back to the era of great warriors-a time when valour clashed against destiny, and legends were forged in the crucible of battle. The catalyst for this temporal journey was a seemingly innocuous mistake made by someone she deeply cared for-a mistake that reverberated through the ages. She found herself reborn as the daughter of a benevolent king and queen. Three elder brothers surrounded her, their protective love shielding her from the tumultuous currents of fate. And so, she stepped into the annals of history, her modern sensibilities colliding with an ancient world.

Her hair, a cascade of raven waves, flows like the ocean's endless rhythm, each strand mirroring the ebb and flow of the sea she was born from. Her eyes, the most enchanting shade of seafoam green, hold the mystery of the deepest waters - calm yet fathomless, gentle yet fierce. When she smiles, it is as if the world itself is bathed in light, the sun rising from behind a darkened sky. Even the hardest of icebergs would melt in the warmth of her gaze. Her presence is a symphony of nature itself, a reflection of the oceans, the winds, and the skies - beautiful, powerful, and unyielding. She was Padmaja, the princess of the Trivandhya alliance, born of land and sea, the youngest of the great Trivandhya empire. She was the princess of Saurashtra, her roots deep in the soil of the sacred land, yet her heart belonged to the boundless waves. She was Mahalakshmi herself, the eternal consort of Krishna, born of the lotus and the ocean, of grace and strength. She was the one who shared his burdens, who wiped his tears and lent him a shoulder to lean on when the weight of the world became too heavy. The divine protector, the guiding hand for those who faltered, Padmaja was the mother goddess of the universe, the Sarva Swamini - the all-mother, the one who embraced all in her arms, offering love, protection, and wisdom. To the Pandavas, she was not just a figure of power but their savior, their guide, and their unwavering protector. She was the strength that bolstered their resolve and the heart that healed their wounds. She was the embodiment of compassion and power, the very force that balanced the cosmos. In her, the world found solace, in her, the divine found its purpose. She was the dawn, the moonlit night, the sun's warmth - both the protector and the protector's light. And no matter the storm, no matter the darkness that loomed, Padmaja, the princess of land and sea, would always rise - a beacon of hope, an eternal mother to all.

16000 girls imprisoned by Narkasur.. The son of lord Vishnu himself.... One of those girls who was broken to core by the time she got rescued by the lord of Dwarika Vasudev Shree Krishn and his third wife Devi Satyabhama.... This is a story of a ignorant princess.... A broken sole... This is a tale of a unspoken love story.....this is the tale of the woman who became Draupadi's sakhi....Was it all just fate or there was something more behind it? ....this is the Tale of DEVI AVANTIKA (this story is totally fictional it have nothing to do with original texts or story's.... I hope the one who will read this will take this as a fictional story only not seriously) ⚠️This story contents things like r*pe, sui*ide attempts... So this is a adult story..⚠️ And yea some of you must be thinking Im coping this story from a Author with a Id @krishnashreepriya.... Then that author is actually me... For some problems i have to post in a different account

✧⁠*⁠。 Tulasi, the divine herb and eternal devotee of Hari, embodies the pure essence of his Shree-a manifestation of unwavering devotion and love. Yet, even the Shuddha (pure one) wasn't spared the wrath of Sage Durvasa. Cursed to be separated from her beloved, Tulasi finds herself reborn in Dwaparyuga as Ambujakshi, a mortal girl unaware of her divine origin. Will Ambujakshi recognize the timeless, transcendent bond she shares with the Supreme Manifestation of Hari, Lord Vasudev Krishna? As the threads of destiny weave their intricate pattern, will she rediscover her eternal love, overcoming the veil of mortality and the curse that binds her? Dive into a tale of devotion, love, and divine union that transcends time itself.

In the golden age of Treta Yuga, when the winds of fate were still shaping legends, the feared and revered Ravana, King of Lanka, stood invincible. Feared by gods, admired by scholars, and unmatched in power, But far away from Lanka, across the fabric of time itself, in the 21st century, a girl fought a different kind of war. Brave and bright, with eyes full of wonder and a heart that longed for meaning, she died quietly in a hospital bed-claimed by cancer at just 21. Her last thoughts were not of sorrow but of questions unanswered. As her soul drifted from her body, she whispered, "There must be more..." And what if there was more and in a twist of fate, there paths cross, lives intertwine. With the memories of her past life she reincarnates maybe given a second chance at life for her or maybe even a second chance for a certain someone who maybe could be saved, could he be though? Warning: This is a completely fictional story where the fate of ravana is reimagined through an epic love that defies time and death. I know he is the villain but dont we all have that fantasy. No hate or No disrespect to anyone or culture. This is completely satire with my imagination. Enjoy the story, my lovelies. Love, •Nebula•