Chedi Stories

Nakul X kerenumati Her father is history's greatest villain. Her destiny is a mystery she must write herself. A simple touch A blinding light 21st century archaeologist's world shatters in an instant. She awakens in a time of legends the Dwapar Yuga but not as an observer. She is Karenumati, the only daughter of the infamous King Shishupal of Chedi, the man destined to be slain by Lord Krishna himself. Thrust into the heart of the epic Mahabharata, Keyani is trapped in a gilded cage. She is the princess of the enemy's house, her every move watched, her very existence a political statement. Her path collides with Nakul, the renowned Pandava prince, in a way that binds their fates together under a cloud of scandal and whispered promises. Forced to navigate a dangerous new life, Keyani must decide where her loyalties truly lie. Can she escape the shadow of her father's hatred? Or will she be the one to change a destiny written in blood? Tropes Forbidden romance Slow burn Isekai Forced proximity Both fell harder What to expect: A strong plot High stakes political and royal drama A complex bond with the Prince The ultimate question born from villainy, can you choose heroism? Dive into a world where history is not just a story, but a life she is forced to live.

This Not even connected to our real history. This is a story about a queen.

Princess of Chedi, Daughter of Shishupal, Hridaya of Nakula and devotee of Lord Krishna "Karenumati". She was divine, virtue, pious and a real gem among other queen's. "In love, you don't expect anything" A tale of two eternal soulmates still there journey has never been told. There was only one verse out of epic Mahabharat dedicated to her, her sacrifice, her voice and her story always stayed hidden this book would be through her perspective..

Nakul the prince of Indraprastha, most handsome man on earth. Who wouldn't want to be his princess??? But what if someone already stole his heart, the one he loves the most... But would she accept him? Who can know the future except god??? A (not at all) small OS on Nakul and Karenumati, their first meet to finally expressing their love... Dedicated to my Pouting Queen Renu @rxseology... Happy Birthday dear Renu!!!❤️😘🎉🎉🎉

अन्तः अस्ति प्रारंभः। The end is the beginning. A caterpillar dies, to birth a butterfly. Water evaporates to rain down. Dead carcasses fill the stomachs of vultures.Life gives way to death and death to life. In a vicious circle of different karmas and janmas, a soul leaves a decaying body to move onto something better and livelier. But what if certain karmas are found hanging on the thin string between salvation and damnation? This is exactly where Mihira Ramnath Subhedar finds herself. The last of the many Kaliyugis, she was holding on to the narrowest beam that would lead her towards eternal the light, or so she thought. Poets were liars, she discovered when the end neared. There was nothing peaceful about death, no rest and no respite; just an ounce of faith which made her believe that she would finally find a place at the Lord's feet. But the ever merciful Leeladhari had discrete intents for such a soul that had just witnessed the end of the heinous yuga. "No, ain't Vaikuntha but Dvāpara. Good luck completing the unfinished business!" Walk along the aisle with Mihira while she embarks on the greatest pilgrimage of her rekindled life, witnesses the red of the Swastika being washed over by the red of vengeful blood and being swept off her feet by a man she'd never heard of.

In the legendary tale of the Pandavas, amidst the well-known figures that captivate our minds, we often overlook the lesser-explored perspective of Madri. While we recall the valiant blood of Kunti that coursed through their veins, it is Madri's story that remains an enigma, an uncharted realm of emotions and complexities. Among the Pandavas, Nakul, a paragon of skill with the sword and a maestro in Ayurveda, held a profound affinity for horses, their grace a reflection of his own innate prowess. Yet, beneath the surface of Nakul's triumphs lay a tempest of emotions that Kunti's love alone could not quell. From the tears he shed, cascading like a sorrowful waterfall, to that fateful misstep on the cold mountain during Svargaprastanam, his journey was a whirlpool of conflicting sentiments. His prowess as a swordsman and medical expert served as a testament to his capabilities, but what of the husband he yearned to be? Often distanced from his second wife, his words remained unheard, lost amidst the clamor of battle. Join me in this journey of exploring Mahabharat from the eyes of Eldest Madreya. Note : the story is based of Mahabharata and purely elaborated by my imagination. Not meant to hurt anyone's sentiments or beliefs. Read and enjoy Vatsu ❤❤❤

Book 1 of Dhatridaam Kamlam series "She needed a hero, so she became one !" Born as the treasure of Chedi - The only princess ! With a life weaved of love and luxuries, things aren't less that a dream. Fluttering through the unlit paths she is the amber that burns with the glow parallel to the Sun. With the luminescence of her heart, her name shines amongst the dark, Karenumati - The hieroglyph of Feminity Circumstances change when the light of her life enters her world. The plethora of emotions rise high against her self made boundaries as she realises the bond her heart has woven with the prince of distant the land. Destiny plays it's game and her life turns upside down when her conscience grasps the certitude 'Her love can never be fulfilled.' . Caught up in the rivalry of kingdoms the princess is left with the only options of either concealing her emotions or breaking through the boundaries to reach out to her love. What shall she choose ? Cover credits : @Farleykins

Aakarshika was the dying embers of a fading fire, dissolving into oblivion until her hand is promised to the sovereign of Dwarka. Righteous fury shrouds her soul, wine hued ire cloaking her virtuous mind. The trials of her life have weighed her down with burdening shackles that she bears on her heart, but the charming man with a mischievous smile just might be her saviour. But when has Aakarshika ever needed a man to shield her from her distress? ══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══ In collaboration with @a_Vagrant