❝Will you cry for me when I die?❞ That was the last wish of the strongest sorcerer. A god among men and a non-believer-two souls never meant to align. This is a short story of Satoru Gojo and Utahime Iori, a pair too good to be true. Bound by fate yet divided by belief, their connection was always fleeting. But in the end, will the strongest's final wish be granted? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ➤DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fan fiction. I do not own Jujutsu Kaisen or any of its characters, which belong to Gege Akutami. However, the original plot in this story is my intellectual property. Please do not copy, repost, or adapt my work without permission. All the pictures are collected from Pinterest. They belong to their respective creators. ➤Genre: Romance/Angst

A girl started receiving strange recommendations from an AI app to befriends with 16 Missing Girls.

It takes guts to live as a mortal woman amongst those with divine or abnormal births. One is left to wonder: does she bring out the mortal in them or do they bring out the divine in her? Mrinali has been wiped off of the face of Mahabharata lore. But she is here at last to tell her tale. The human who harnessed the children of the divine and the divine themselves is here to tell her story. Queen. Queen Mother. Arjun's spouse. Karna's best friend. Mrinali will conquer their hearts and look damn good while doing it. #16 in 'Gods' - 04/26 #2 in 'Arjuna' - 04/26 #33 in 'Aristocracy' - 03/26 A gentle reminder: This is a work of fiction based on the Mahabharata. It does not intend to offend any sensibilities. Kindly treat it as such.

"Love is the beginning and the end. Conquer me through love, and I am yours." What happens when the creator of love himself experiences love? A collection of O.S and ficlets on Krishna and his wives.

Six teenagers-- Evara, Raina, Inara, Samukta, Kavi and Ruchya-- are found to be demi-gods. Meaning, they're children of Indian gods. And now they're supposed to save the world from getting doomed, which frankly, already is doomed, but we're not talking about that. We're talking about ancient asuras, demons and souls who have created chaos before and will again create chaos. And nothing. Absolutely nothing, is more chaotic than a world being on the shoulders of six teenagers. oh boy, is this gonna be fun...

"I left, I couldn't stay no more. They were all drunk. Some harsh words were passed on. Some insults were thrown. The next moment swords were unsheathed, the sharp metals sliced through kinsmen by kinsmen. The ground has been drenched with the Yadava blood." he uttered weakly, the lump in his throat forbidding him from further speech. She looked up at him, his eyes weary and distant. So that's how it was going to be, their bloodline was to be swept off in an intoxicated brawl. Her thin fingers found his cold ones, as she intertwined them, some of her warmth seeping into his being. "What about Dau?" "He went off, presumably into the woods, way before things got out of control." spoke the man of midnight skin, closing his eyes, "What about sister Revati?" "She was feeling out of sorts since the afternoon, so she retired for the day. She's been sleeping ever since." answered his queen, realization dawning upon her. The looked into each other's eyes in shock, the truth nowhere ready to settle. Krishna sat himself on the bedside table, his hands gripping the silken wood too hard. Rukmini sat down in front of him, pressing the edge of her saree on his forehead, wiping away the sheen of sweat that had collected. Warm tears cascaded down his cheeks, falling onto her drapes. Her free hand cupped his wet cheek, and he leaned into the touch. "It is time, Rukmini, it is time." On some fortunate days- #7 under Narayana #2 under Rukmini

Mahabharata isn't a love story? Well once while reading I came across a surprise. Each page of the epic, has another page glued to it, and when you tear open the stuck parchments, you'll find a breathing, bleeding tale of love. You'll find a hidden story, a KAHAANI.

Some people might know me from my YouTube comments on various playlists, which I'm going to be compiling in this book. Most chapters are going to be between 500-1000 words, but an occasional longer or shorter one might pop up. Hope you enjoy! Also, if things in these stories seem like they're coming up out of nowhere, let me know. 95% of the time I don't have a solid ending for this type of writing. Most of the time I'll go back and adjust for things, but if I don't just comment on it or something. I'd rather have a flowing story than one that just drops off a cliff halfway through, you know?

"which was more selfish? die out of disinterest or die out of longing? either way, oda wouldn't approve of any." post-dark era oneshot. bsd and all these prickly characters belongs to the precious asagiri.

"It's a gamble," she warns him, but she's already leaning up slightly to meet him halfway. "We will either heal together," he concludes, mouth already pressed to hers, "or we will both be destroyed." And, together, they fall.