COMPLETED! PUBLISHED! Listed in the best fantasy stories in India. Listed in best romance stories in India. "What was about to happen was something I would have never imagined. I finished writing the text and held the paper up to get a better look at it. Somehow the blue ink with which I had written was purple at present. As I wondered why this happened its colour changed to red. The writing on the paper started to glow and within a matter of seconds it started to smoulder. Next it began spewing smoke and burst aflame." A young Private Investigator, Rishaan Kel has an encounter with a beautiful woman who disappears in front of his eyes. His search for her leads him into the dark and treacherous war between the Guardians and the Watchers, humans blessed with supernatural abilities to maintain balance and harmony in the world. He now has to use his deductive reasoning, on-the-fly thinking and his own newfound superpowers to protect the world from the forces of evil. (New chapters added!) (Pictures added where I found relevant ones, gifs and videos added for the poems that depict the visions that the MC gets, but I have left the poems in text along with them incase your bandwidth or data costs don't support it.)

"You need to escape from here." Queen Nayila shouted. "But why?" She asked her mother with tears sliding down her face. "Why? Don't you know that you are the star-cross of Prince Kiyan?" Her mother yelled again as the soldiers started to break the door of the women's chamber. "Do you think I am a star cross?" she asked with tears streaming down her fair red cheek, that burned due to rage. "You will never be a star-cross for the land of Mushika but your life is more dear to us..... They only want you. So for our sake just leave from here.... Abandoned us" "Fine I will leave but I will avenge for this from Prince Kiyan and his Kingdom." She roared. Soon the door got opened and the soldiers entered..... *** The war has doomed the land of Mushika, full of blood-sheds, sobs of women who had lost their husband, son, father, brother..... The sky was surrounded by the vultures, just like the land that was surrounded by the warriors of Yavana..... The land that was known for its wealth, bravery and moral values had been plundered by the scavengers..... Was it because of their Doomed Princess??? *** Prince Kiyan of Yavana is destined to death in the hands of the beautiful Princess of Mushika. The Yavanas wage a war on Mushika, in order to protect their one and only heir. But destiny stores something else, amidst the chaos and rages where the Prince falls in love with the Princess. Will the Princess also fall in love with him? Will she bear the truth that she will be the cause of his destruction? Will the Prince save her from his Kingdom's insanity? ******* Is she the Doomed princess or the Fortunate princess of Prince Kiyan? *******

"So, should I take it as a 'yes' Dharani?", Acharya asked me looking straight into my eyes as if he is reading my expressions. I immediately looked down trying to compose myself and hide my feelings before he actually reads them. "Or would you like to take your word bac...." "It's a yes," I replied confidently. Taking your word back is the worst thing you could do in a royal family. It is a sign of weakness and is just unacceptable. Moreover, I am pretty sure Arjun would never agree to marry me. So why should I be the one to reject. "What about you, Arjun?" asked King Indra turning towards his son. "You remember what you told yesterday right?" he said signaling Arjun about something. The room was filled with absolute silence and I realized that the only sound that could be heard is that of my bangles, and that is because my right hand is slightly shivering. "Umm...father....I, " Arjun stuttered perhaps for the first time in his life, "accept....accept... this marriage proposal." I looked at Arjun in disbelief. My eyes widened and I didn't know how but my hand was already on my forehead. I didn't expect this from him. Why in the world would he want to marry me? He hates the way I look at the world. He wants everyone to be as heartless as him and I would never be able to do that. "Dangerously kind" is the word he used to describe me a while ago. We wouldn't even make good friends, let alone life partners. How in the world could we live together? "So it's official. You both are going to get married," king Indra said smiling while Acharya was writing something on a paper as if he already knew this is not going to be all love love. "This is more of an agreement king," he said as he wrote down, "and they knew it. They were eavesdropping on our conversation from the beginning." True, we heard them. We understood what they had planned, but we didn't want to get married. At least I didn't.....

Set in 13th century against the backdrop of temple city of Srirangam. The story is about a Devadasi named Vasanthika and her struggle between life and death during changing political scenario of south when ruling Pandya clan is ousted by a new imperial dynasty.

In ancient India around 970 AD, the Chola dynasty formed the dominant force in Southern India. The Emperor of the Chola kingdom of that time is ill and bed-ridden, counting his last days, as his elder son, the crown prince, gears himself to take the Throne. His younger son, a much loved and popular prince, is down south in Sri Lanka waging war. While his daughter, the princess, is at the palace taking care of the Emperor. The story begins when Vandiya Devan, a charming and brave young warrior, sets out on a perilous journey to the Kingdom of Chola to deliver a message to the Emperor and the princess, about a conspiracy to place the Emperor's younger cousin on the throne. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ponniyin Selvan/The Son of Ponni (Ponni is the name of a river in south India, more commonly known as the Cauvery), is a 20th century historical novel written by Kalki Krishnamurthy. Written in 5 volumes, this story centers around the events surrounding the succession of a Chola Emperor. It is arguably the most widely read and popular Tamil novel. It stands out as a masterpiece with it's in-depth characterization and engaging narrative. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This translation is by Indra Neelameggham, and is reproduced here with some minor edits. I DO NOT own the translation or the original work, and am not using it for any profit. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Guide To Pronunciation : Some of the names in the narrative have the tamil 'zh' letter, which is to be pronounced in a sort of a 'ya' sense. Your tongue should work so as to pronounce 'la', but the sound is somewhat like 'ya'.

Cursed from birth, known as a disgrace to his father. He had to fight his 100 brothers for the throne and had a rage that not even he could conquer. "Shalt come", the old lady repeated. The girl looked at her in stunned silence. "The fire shall come and burn this entire kingdom", she pointed at the girl, "And only you will be able to stop it!"

When the young and intelligent village girl named Seetha catches the eye of the powerful Warrior Prince Aaryaraavanan, the two of them soon convince themselves that they were meant to be together. Ignoring the despicable nature of Aaryan's mother, she is won over by his words and sees all her dreams come true right before her very eyes. Not only does she marry the love of her life but she is given riches, all the luxuries she had never asked for, and a potential future that was too good to be true. Of course, it was just that... too good to be true. Because as the time of war fast approaches, betrayal and distrust fill the hearts of all those within this mighty kingdom. And Seetha soon realizes that her deep and unconditional love had blinded her to the evil that is forming within the heart of the man of her dreams.

When the underaged Princess Mayanshi of Virata kingdom is deemed too young to ascend the throne, the burden of administration falls on the minister Vasishtha, who is declared the substitute ruler, until she comes of age. Fifteen years later, when Vasishtha passes away, his wife decides to crown her son, Samarjit, as the next king. Her reasoning: Princess Mayanshi has brought disgrace to their kingdom with her politically unacceptable deeds. Now the princess is left with only two options. Either declare a war against Samarjit and win Virata back. Or accept defeat and renounce her claim. She chooses the third option. To marry Samarjit and wait for the perfect opportunity to usurp the throne. A tale of love and politics where the King and the Queen compete against each other to gain ultimate control over the kingdom.

Highest Ranking #2 Previously titled Rising From The Ashes This is a tale of the righteousness of evil and the treachery of good... Treachery, deceit and betrayal are as vital as oxygen to fulfil the destiny of the victorious. The empire of India, a perfect blend of cultures, traditions and bliss, captures the heart of every soul setting feet on its lands. And being born and brought up with the blood of their motherland roaming in their veins, Ashwarth and Svaksha posses a very special place for their India in their hearts. Their India! With its extreme eloquence, this region being predominantly ruled by two dynasties that are at anything but peace with each other was scarred by many eyes. Foreign invasions were a thing easily handled but, it always is the battle which ranged within that would bring about destruction, isn't it? Follow the flow of the mighty Vishwambara, from places where deceit has to be added as a daily dose with food and oxygen to survive and to places where one is ready to succumb to death to prove their loyalty. The land of India, where you never know who is going to stab you next, finds its destiny rewritten by its prospective rulers. But the fate of the victorious is written with the blood of the vanquished, isn't it? And the suppressed are either extremely right or entirely wrong. What if they are actual humans like us, who are neither the plastic models of extreme righteousness nor the pitch black epitomes of pure evil? There sure is difference between your evil and mine, isn't it? Cover credits: @All_AboutAssymetry

The 17th century Mughal India. Emperor Nuruddin Mohammad Jahangir's Rule. A 16 year old girl is snatched at the dead of the night from her parents and thrown in the emperor's harem to satisfy his lust. Once in the mughal zenana, forever a slave. Is that a dead end for her? This is Hamida's story. Her hostage in the Harem. How she manages to smile through it all, because of that one constant reason she has that only makes her smile. #38 in Historical Fiction as in January, 2019. #1 on Akbar as in March 2019. *THIS STORY IS COMPLETELY FICTITIOUS AND IS HISTORICALLY UNTRUE. THOUGH NAMES OF THE MEMBERS OF THE ROYAL FAMILY ARE INDEED FACTUALLY CORRECT, THE MAIN PLOT OF THE STORY IS FICTIOUS.* Relevance in any context in real life is completely unintentional whatsoever.