it's a love story of a girl from kaliyug, who time travel back in dwaparyug...where she falls in love with the well known evil character of Mahabharata " duryodhana ". ...will she be able to change the history of Mahabharata...or will she fail to change the history and comes back in kaliyug... read to find out

"Some vows are broken by desire. Some by destiny. And some become the beginning of a tale that neither the gods nor the stars had foreseen." A single moment of transgression forces the youngest Pandava to abandon his palace, his brothers, and the life he has always known. Bound by honor and guided by dharma, he walks the path of exile with no knowledge of what awaits him beyond the horizon. Yet, in a land far from Indraprastha, he encounters a soul carrying a burden heavier than her own heart...a woman whom society has condemned and whose future hangs by a fragile thread. What begins as an act of compassion slowly becomes a bond beyond obligation, beyond blood, and beyond the laws of the world. For even the man who could read the secrets of fate had never predicted the destiny waiting for him.

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

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

In an age where dharma was law and desire was dangerous, a quiet ashram becomes the birthplace of a story no scripture dares to tell. He, Dronputra Ashwatthama, was never meant to love her, yet devotion slowly curdles into something far more consuming. She was never meant to choose for herself, yet fate places her at the center of choices no woman is allowed to make. And somewhere between loyalty, longing, and defiance. As kingdoms rise, friendships are tested, and war inches closer, two lives become entangled in a bond that questions duty, honor, and the very idea of love itself. Some ties are sacred. Some are forbidden. And some refuse to be named at all.

She was not raised to question. She was raised to endure. When her father was killed and her mother was praised for dying with him, she learned early what a woman's worth demanded. By the time she enters Ashwatthama's palace, she knows how to be everything a wife should be- obedient, composed, desirable. He does not marry her for love. He marries her because she is Drupad's blood. Because conquest means nothing if no one sees it. And she is meant to be seen. In a marriage built on victory and silence, she fulfills every expectation placed upon her- except one. She never truly belongs to him. And he can feel it. ᴍʀɪɢʜᴀᴀʟɪ x ᴀsʜᴡᴀᴛᴛʜᴀᴍᴀ

{𝙍𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚} Chhavi had only stepped into the forgotten ruins of ancient Hastinapur for the thrill of it. She never expected to open her eyes beneath a different sky, one untouched by Kalyug, where the air still carried the echoes of conch shells, silk, and war-bound destiny. Lost within the age of the Mahabharata, surrounded by strangers who speak of kings as though they breathe beside them, Chhavi finds herself pulled toward a man history had taught her to despise, the newly crowned Yuvraj of Hastinapur, Duryodhana. But the man before her is not merely the villain written in stories. He is laughter beneath moonlit courtyards, a sharp mind hidden behind royal pride, and a warmth she never expected to find in the heart of someone the world called adharma. And somewhere between fate and forbidden affection, between two yugas never meant to meet, a love begins to bloom...tender, dangerous, and impossible to forget. ᴄʜʜᴀᴠɪ x ᴅᴜʀʏᴏᴅʜᴀɴ

#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