Bhanumati's tale spoken like a memoir to her children. To remind them that, despite what the world says, their father was a good man, somewhere in him, he was a good man. The forgotten queen of Mahabharatha. Duryodhana's wife. The tragedy of being the villain's love. ******** The world will call your father the villain, and I will not stop them. Let them. The stories are not false, and I have no wish to cleanse his sins with my tears. But this my children, I write this for you to know that the man Ved Vyaasa wrote of was not the man I loved. My life has been endlessly filled with jasmines, beautiful, fragrant and fated to wilt.

I was born for him - To be with him, to serve him, to love him. My eyes seek only his validation. My heart beats only for his name. My hands ache to touch only his presence. My feet move only in his direction. My body bends, curves, and surrenders - only under his gaze. They say, "Without devotion, love cannot survive. And without love, devotion cannot be attained." And my devotion for him is untouched, unwavering. My heart is filled with a love that belongs only to him - The one my eyes are forever searching for. As I tied the strings of my anklets-anklets that once chimed with devotion but would ring with destruction tonight-I wrapped myself in silk, coiled my hair, and adorned it with Kanakambaram flowers. But not with love this time. Tonight, they burn with fury. When the forces of destruction shook my city-our heaven, Srirangam-with the invasion of those others, I made a decision. A choice born not from fear but fire: to show them what real devotion is. The power of love. The might of the one who seeks nothing but gives everything. When the army of Delhi Sultanate neared the temple-our divine abode-I knew what to do. I knew no mortal hand driven by violence and greed would be allowed to touch him. To see him. They did not deserve the sight. Not even a glimpse. So tonight, my legs will move. My body will curve. My lips will sing. And my hands-my hands will kill. For those who believe they can rule, who think they can take what was never theirs-I will show them what a dance of destruction truly looks like. Every yuga, when man thinks he is god, my god rises to remind them who the real one is. But this time, he is not alone. He has me. I am Vellayi. The Devadasi of Srirangam. The one they call a living goddess. But to him... I am just his simple love. All my life, I have lived, breathed, and danced for only one. To me, he is everything. My Ranga. © Ival_Nidhi_Writes 2025 All rights reserved.

Ἄνδρας μοι ἔννεπε, Μοῦσα... Muse, raconte-moi les hommes aux mille talents qui, mortels parmis les Olympiens, entamèrent leur quête de gloire ; qui découvrirent leur puissance divine sur le chemin de la guerre et prirent les armes pour affronter leur père. . . . . 《Réécriture d'Olympien》

Johnny Valentine is a lonely boy who dreams of becoming a hero, just like the masked avengers in his comic books. His feisty grandmother Stella is a retired supermarket clerk and cancer survivor. Running out of time, money and options, the old lady is driven by a fierce sense of justice. Together the boy and his grandma devise a Robin-Hood style scheme to rob a ruthless retail conglomerate, stealing cash and medicine for the sick and needy. As their crime spree continues, the citizens of their town wonder how to judge the crazy young boy and his fugitive grandma. Are Johnny and Stella Valentine a menace to society? Or are they the only ones trying to save it? - Wattpad Top 10 Mystery/Thriller category - 2013 INDIEFAB Book of the Year Finalist (Action and Adventure Category)

DISCONTINUED. [Stray Kids] Parchment&Ink author, Hwang Hyunjin, who has written over twenty five stories, have over two million followers and readers globally in reading and writing website, Parchment&Ink, died at the age of seventeen by committing self-immolation, causing his apartment, and a portion of the apartment building to burn to ashes. Whilst people were grieving for his sorrowful death, someone published a story in his account, and it caught the attention as it mentioned multiple names of people near him, frightening people all over the world. Hwang Hyunjin has already passed away, so how could he still be writing and publishing stories? Regularly updates on every once a week. Warning: This story contains underage drinking, foul and homophobic words, violence, sexual behaviours, gore, bullying, cyberbullying, depression, suicide and lots of blood, read at your own risk without putting the author at fault. Started: August 4, 2020 Ended: ?? ?? ?? Rankings in the Making: #9 in #STRAYKIDSLEEKNOW (12-09-21) #8 in #SKZLEEKNOW (12-09-21) #8 in #STRAYKIDSLEEKNOW (12-16-21) #8 in #SKZJISUNG (05-21-22) #1 in #SKZSHIPS (05-21-22) #2 in #POSTHUMOUS (06-22-22)

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Ranked #1 In Ramayan, as of April, 2020 :) In the 21st century, the Ramayana is repeated. The same facts, the same people, just not the same battles. The same lessons, the same villains, just not the same time. This is a journey of life which everyone can relate to. Love, Ambition and Reality, interweaved in a tale to leave a mark behind..

[slow updates] Being the adopted brother of Lee Minho was never easy for Felix. The two never got along no matter how hard their parents tried to bring them together. In one last attempt to have the two become close, their parents sent them off to a summer camp for 3 months. Unfortunately for them, something or someone always gets in the way. Especially when the camp is not what it seems at all. Warning: This book will contain blood, gore, swearing, violence and some trigger warnings but nothing in great detail. A Supernatural AU Started-18/02/2020 Ended- Chanlix Minsung hyunin #4 in chanlix (06/06/2020) #3 in minsung (26/06/2020) #2 in straykids (02/10/2022)

One city. Two gangs. Three kilograms of pure cocaine. And four civilians dead with just a click of his fingers. Kang Yeosang is a powerful man. At nineteen years old, he controls the city. At least, so he thought, until word reaches him that another gang is growing rapidly; too fast to monitor. So the mob boss swears to crush him. Then again, maybe crushing on him isn't so bad either...