When Prakriti herself become the part of great epic story of Mahabharata where she fight for the righteousness (dharm) along with Pandavas. Lets see how the story change due to her intervention. (Arjuna love story/OC) Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, some scenes are from Mahabharata and some are my original ideas which has my copyright. So don't copy my ideas or concept in any form. -------------------------- Cover credits : @GoldenUnseenGraphics

Y r u so protective?? Because u r mine. when did that happen?? The same day it happened when Janki MA and Shekhar Papa considered me as their son. ********************************************** u r our son Lakshya!! And?? u have whole Maheshwari empire!! And?? u have ur own family!! And?? And what Lakshya?? *************************************************** I am Ragini's Lakshya, I am Lakshya's Ragini.....

Promt 4:"We regret to inform you that you have been engaged.We wish you the best of luck with your new spouse. **************** Aditya singh a billionaire;cold and ruthless for people but loves his family.His soul resides in his family Naina Rai a sweet and bubbly girl,loves her family and an independent woman. What will happen when they are arranged? Will they love each other? To know the answer join their Journey To love #1on Ambassador #1 on Bro sis #5 on wattpadindia #2 on indianromance hii!! guys this is my first story so please try it and all comments and suggestions are welcomed(even bad ones). Please ignore my grammatical mistakes. Started on:6 February 2020

A story about a girl and a boy who were tied in a marriage at the age when they didn't know the meaning of this word. Their parents tied them in a knot when He was 6 years old and she was 4. When there was a relation then there would be a knock on heart and There would be of love spark in their hearts for each other. Join journey of Haider and Haaniyah.

"I maybe a flirt. A big spoil and adrift. Dating maybe is my hobby. I'm maybe of all girls but you..you Aabia Jahan Ahmad are mine. Only Mine." Shahmir Siddiqui. "I maybe different of all girls. I maybe a big challenge for you. You maybe of all girls but not mine. And I'm only for the one I choose but not for you. I'm never yours. Will never be yours." Aabia Jahan Ahmad. "I want someone's love. Someone I can call mine. I want to be someone else's. But maybe there is no one for me to say I'm yours Shams." Shams waqas Ali. "You look everywhere except me. You see everything but not me. You are finding love but you can't see the love I'm hiding in my heart. You want someone to be yours but you are not listening me. My heart its always saying I'm yours. Only yours Shams." Zarnish Hammad Ahmad ★★★ Meet Aabia Jahan Ahmad sweet bubbly and naughty girl. She knows how to live life. Her life was simple full of smiles and laughter with her siblings and best friends. Her life was going on its track when suddenly someone jumped in to disturb it. Meet 27 years old Shahmir Siddiqui CEO of Shah group of companies. A spoiled person . The only son of Shah Siddiqui. All bad habits can be seen in him. Dating,flirting,clubs and smoking everything bad could be in his list. He never want to listen from anyone. All he wants he gets it. Nothing is far from his reach but what happen when for the first time a girl say no to him. His ego hurt. The big challenge of his life . Aabia Jahan Ahmad.. But will challenge will take him to some other way which is called love!! Zarnish with cute and bubbly nature but with hidden love for Shams her cousin. Shams who dreamed about the girl name Aabia but fate has its own plans. Four lives,emotions,love hate,and marriages. Where this love and hate will take them.?? Tap the read button to read the rest of the story.

Sagas have no beginning or conclusion! They begin long before we know and continue even after they have ended. Mahishmati, a kingdom in ancient India, has witnessed the ugly face of ambition, power lust, manipulation, jealousy, crimes against humanity, a vicious cycle of deaths and vendetta for the sake of its throne. The whole kingdom has seethed and raged in this smoldering cauldron for twenty-five years. The rightful heir of the kingdom, Mahendra Baahubali returns after twenty-five years and avenges his parents and saves his motherland from the evil clutches of the tyrant, Bhallaladeva. Under the watchful eyes of Kattappa, the royal retainer of Mahishmati, the wise and enlightening counsel of the Queen Mother, Devasena, and his Royal Consort, Avanthika's constant and unwavering support, Mahendra learns the ropes of kingship and begins ruling Mahishmati. A short grace period of peace and prosperity ensue. Mahendra has become the proud father of a bright and vivacious daughter, Bhagiradhi and is eagerly awaiting the birth of his next progeny. At this point, things start going terribly wrong for this royal family and kingdom. In a world continually in flux, a world where what appears in not what is true, where the strongest of relationships are forged out of grand lies, can the siblings stay true to themselves and their inner spirit? Can the younger generation step into the shoes of their illustrious forefathers and reinstate the former glory of this once proud kingdom? Follow their journey in life as they leave their imprints on the sands of time and annals of Mahishmati's history. Note: This is the first draft of this fanfiction. A lot of things can be fine-tuned, polished and improved during the editing process. But since this is a fanfiction, I am going to leave the story in its first draft. Imperfect as it is, I am hoping the mistakes are not too distracting. Wishing all of you a happy reading!

Till six months ago, she had been Ragini Gadodia, a loved daughter and adored granddaughter. Till six days ago, she had been Ragini Maheshwari, married to the man she loved above all, loved enough to kill her sister, or try to, twice. Six hours ago her world turned upside down and now, she was not sure who she was anymore. Her family had disowned her and the man she loved had turned his back on her. She had no place to go, no one to turn to, no idea what to do next. All she knew was that some way, some how, she would have to make up for the sins she had committed, even if those whom she had sinned against did not want to have anything to do with her. This is her journey, from sin to atonement, from remorse to redemption. A journey from being lost to finding herself. A journey through hiraeth to reach home. ___________________________ Hiraeth (pronounced [hiraɪ̯θ]) is a Welsh concept of longing for home, which can be loosely translated as 'nostalgia', or, more commonly, 'homesickness'. Many Welsh people claim 'hiraeth' is a word which cannot be translated, meaning more than solely "missing something" or "missing home." To some, it deploys the meaning of missing a time, an era, or a person. It is associated with the bittersweet memory of missing something or someone, while being grateful of that/ their existence. ____________________________

Prabhas paid no attention to anyone else but the brunette he spent all morning with. It was almost as if their staring contest became a whole other form of communication. One way where they spoke more truthfully than with words. In the split second of a cracking mask, he was able to see the emotions on Mithrah's face. Possibly, it was her lips that portrayed her feelings, not yet smiling but faintly curving as if they wanted to. Prabhas smiled softly before looking away, being the first to break the staring contest.

Amarendra Baahubali , the very name evoked awe in his subjects. although he was never reigned as a king, He was the king who reigned all their hearts. Now his son, Mahendra Baahubali wrecked his revenge on the tyrant of his brother. Will the great kingdom of Mahismathi accept their new king? Will Mahendra be loved as much as his father? more importantly, will the unconventional and untrained Heir apparent be able to handle the Throne that is shrouded in intrigue and power lust. Sworn as King of the ever scintillating kingdom of Mahismathi, silently watched by the spirit of Amarendra, soundly advised by his mother Devasena and strongly guarded by Katappa, Mahendra Baahubali is all set for a journey of his own. In a true cinematic style Let's say "Lights... Camera... Action" ****Disclaimer**** The basis of this fiction is the Baahubali franchise that SS Rajamouli has created. All the original characters are created by him. I have tried to stick as close to his Narrative as possible. There are also a few references from the book "the rise of Sivagami" written by Anand Neelakantan.