Bharat Stories

Five brothers. A grieving father. A vacant throne. For nine years, the Rathore dynasty has been a house of shadows, searching for the girl who vanished in smoke and fire. They don't know she's only blocks away. They don't know she's being treated like a gutter rat in the home of their enemies. And they don't know that the only thing standing between her and a living hell is a boy who was never supposed to be a hero. Vidyut Verma has one job: Protect the girl who calls him Dada. Even if it means defying his parents. Even if it means blood on the marble floors. The twin-bond is screaming. The Rathores are coming. And the Verma house is about to burn. "Vardhika she grew into a soft-spoken, shy girl. She was separated by her real family rathore in an accident She cried, rarely demanded anything... just watched other kids get adopted. She didn't know that she had her real family Will her family find her let's drive into my story to see 🙈 👇

The feeling of being content with a small family was not unknown to Nikita. All she had her life was her mother and an older brother. Not like she would complain. Until one day, her life took a dramatic turn. What will happen when Nikita finds out that she had three more brothers and a father waiting for their family to be reunited? What will happen when she gets to know that her mother had ran away with her elder brother, Akshay, seventeen years ago? Will she ever be able to accept her newly found family? Will she ever be able to love and accept them? Will her family be able to sow the seeds of love or the harvest of hatred will be reaped? (English translations included) For more stay tuned

Modern Day Ramayana Perhaps some souls are written into each other's destiny long before they ever meet. Long before the first glance, the first argument, the first touch that feels like home. In the world of chaos, four love stories begin to unfold - each different, yet tied together by the quiet magic of fate. One discovered it slowly, like rain arriving after a long summer.! One carried the ache of losing and loving at the same time.! One found love hidden between arguments and stubborn glances.! And one... loved so softly that even silence started feeling beautiful.! In the way someone saves the last bite for you without saying a word. In hands reaching for each other during difficult nights. In lingering glances across crowded rooms. In remembering the little things no one else notices. But no matter how it comes, true love changes everything it touches. And perhaps that is what destiny truly means. Not finding someone perfect, but finding someone whose soul feels strangely familiar... someone who turns ordinary moments into forever memories. Because some people are not simply found by chance. Some hearts are destined to collide, destined to heal each other, destined to become home. Bound by family, chaos, traditions, and countless emotions, their lives intertwined beneath one roof - where every celebration became louder, every heartbreak deeper, and every moment of love warmer. This is not just the story of four couples. It is the story of a home filled with stolen glances, midnight conversations, jealous hearts, healing embraces, and the kind of love that slowly becomes family. Because some love stories are written by fate... and some are written by the people who choose each other, again and again, every single day. And maybe that is the truth about love after all - Pyaar to hona hi tha.! "Some hearts were always meant to meet."

*your favourite characters, new plot* *time-travel* *forbidden romance* *historical india* Ajabde arrives in Mewar with a secret: she already knows how history goes and she intends to change it. Posing as a displaced princess, she uses her knowledge of the future to guide political decisions, forge alliances, and prevent the fall of kingdoms. But she didn't plan for the friendships or family let alone...love. And Kunwar Pratap-the one man history could not break-becomes the one variable she cannot control. As war approaches and the past refuses to stay predictable, Ajabde must choose between the safety of what she knows and the uncertainty of what she is beginning to feel.

Mandavi was born a princess of Sankashya and raised in the court of Janak, where daughters were not taught silence. They were taught to question, to observe, and to demand answers. Then came the exile. When Ram, prince of Ayodhya, left for the forest with Sita and Lakshmana, the exile did not belong only to those who went with him. It also belonged to those who remained behind. For fourteen years, they waited. Mandavi began those years as a sister and a wife - a young woman whose sister had been sent away for no fault of her own, and whose husband had chosen a harder path to atone for the sins of his house. But kingdoms do not pause for grief. While princes fulfilled their dharma in the forest, palaces still had to stand, households had to endure, and a kingdom had to be held together. By the time Ram returned, Ayodhya had changed. So had Mandavi. No longer only a sister, nor only a wife, she had become a daughter-in-law, a keeper of a fractured household, and a queen forged by waiting. This is the story of the exile as seen from the palace - of the woman history remembered only in passing, and of the fourteen years that changed her forever.

In the land of Ayodhya, silence no longer feels peaceful-it feels like the calm before a storm. Sita is gone. And this time... it's not just grief. It's war. "He made a mistake." Ram's voice is steady-too steady. The kind of calm that sends chills down the spine. Because beneath that calm... lies a fury no one has ever seen before. The oceans of the south roar as ships from Ayodhya cut through the waves, heading toward the edge of the land Kanyakumari. The wind howls, the sea rises, and destiny begins to shift. On the deck, four brothers stand side by side. Ram. Lakshman. Bharat. Shatrughan. No words. No hesitation. Just silence... and eyes fixed on the vast, endless ocean ahead. Their expressions? Dead serious. Because this isn't just a journey. It's a warning. Ram stands at the front, his gaze locked onto the horizon. His face is calm-dangerously calm. But those who know him... know better. This is not peace. This is the storm before destruction. Because someone, somewhere, crossed a line they should never have crossed. And now Ayodhya is coming. Note: If you haven't read season 1 of Ram Rajya, go check it out first... because this storm didn't begin here. It was set in motion long ago.

I have been reading many lakshmila stories and after getting inspired from all of them, I decided to write my own story, hope you will like it. this is a story where girls from kalyug is going to witness the sacrifices of urmila and her sisters and lakshman and his brother. Almost all characters will be original but some may be fictional character. They may be added as per the plot of the story This is only a fictional story and It is not written to hurt anyone's feeling. I hope you will take this story only as my imagination. Hope you will like the story

Draupadi, originally called as Krishnaa, is a powerful woman in Hindu Epics. This book Explores Draupadi's emotions and complexities through her life based on authentic vyasa Mahabharatam. Some scenes and relationships are imagined with creative liberty sustaining the authenticity of the characters, however the plot is same as the epic. This is Mahabharat reimagined from Krishnaa's POV.

ShAn (Shruti and Anuj) will be the Jodi in this story and not MaAn. The pacing will be very slow. The story is about how Anuj, who considers himself in love with Anupama, decides to willingly move on with Shruti.

the fate is a beautiful thing. it binds people with so much love it can't be broken. love is the most important and powerful thing. this story is about some similar red thread of fate tied together. they lost each other but got another chance. both of them are changed drastically. if you want to know what happens do check the story they have so many challenges in their way. this story is about many couples tied in this wierd yet beautiful game called TAQDEER. if someone is written in your destiny you will get them back by hook or crock........ even if you do not want to {this story is my work i have the copyright. and it is available only on wattpad if you find it elsewhere do tell me} (do try my book)

कृष्णाय वासुदेवाय हरये परमात्मने । प्रणतः क्लेशनाशाय गोविंदाय नमो नमः Here lie my humble writings towards the only one whom I belong to. Sri Vasudev Krishna. These poems are my way of expressing my love towards Shri Krishna and Shrimati Radharani. All of the poems written here are my direct writings and thoughts. All of it is original work by his grace.

Each Temple is a masterpiece and are the legacy of our Ancestors...

This is fictional story and all characters are fictional so don't take it seriously and is not mean to hurt anyone. ........................ Lakshman Rathore - Cold, Rude and arrogant person. who choose his dreams over love but then have to regret. when he get separated from his love of life. Urmila Sharma- soft, kind hearted and polite who always love everyone who is nice to her. but now, love is something which she don't want to feel as when someone breaks your trust and heart without even proper goodbye then it hurts!!!! ........................... "DON'T PLS.....DON'T LEAVE ME....WHY YOU WANT THIS.....JUST GIVE ME ONE DAMN REASON FOR THIS????" "BHAI!!!!!!URMILA HAD AN ACCIDENT AND SHE IS SERIOUS" "I DON'T CARE" "BHAI!!!!SHE IS NO MORE....SHE LEFT US BHAI" "OKAY" ............................... TO KNOW ABOUT THIS THAT WHAT HAPPEN READ THIS FF HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT ENJOY READING AND VOTE ME TOO😅

Each school has its own history. Gyanpit, one of the best schools in Takshashila has always been one of the most preferred educational institution by students and parents not only from the Gandhara kingdom, but also from Aryavart. Known for its homely atmosphere, the children studying here often call this school their second home. Smriti and her friends have made hundreds of memories here, and they look forward to make some more. But time and fate together have brought a carriage to take you back in time. Be a witness to the glorious past of Gyanpit! Come, join them.

The four princesses of Mithila could not be more different from each other, and yet, they were as close as any group of sisters could get. The king of Videha, Seerdhwaja Janak, decides to marry the eldest of the princesses, Sita, however, the condition related to winning her hand ends up displeasing many a king, leading to unexpected circumstances.

"Things end, but memories last forever." Before he defeated Ravan, before he became the saviour of the world, before he sat upon the throne of Kosala, Ram was a simple prince. Before his wife, Sita, was abducted, before he had to endure endless hardships, before he had to kill thousands of rakshasas, Ram was a mere boy. Before he was Raghuvanshi, Scion of Ikshvaku, Ruler of the most powerful state in Ancient India, Ram was just a son, a husband, and a brother to three. So these are the moments before, before any of that happened. Moments where the four princes of Kosala could laugh without worry, moments where they could cry over the small things, moments where they could simply live without a burden on their shoulders. Moments when they could just be people. And yet, as all happy memories do, these moments passed by like a fleeting car, never to be experienced, felt, or known again, just remaining embedded in the minds of whom they belonged. After Ram defeated Ravan, after he ruled Kosala, after he became King, he remembered these moments with a smile. These are the memories which forever shall be remembered. These are the fleeting moments of the Ramayan. Note-Uh, some of these do not match the blurb. "In a Tree" is not a happy chapter.