Dwarka Stories

In the quiet land of Mahishmati, Princess Jaya lives a simple life, loved by her people and untouched by the desires of power or beauty. Her heart, however, belongs somewhere it never should - to Krishna. Not in hope. Not in expectation. Only in silent devotion. As her swayamvara approaches, Jaya prepares to choose a husband among strangers, forcing herself toward a life she understands... away from feelings she refuses to name. But something within her begins to change. A dream. A voice. A presence that feels too real to ignore. She never wished for him. She never imagined him. And yet... her world no longer feels her own. 💓My Dear Lord 💓 A story of devotion, fear, and a love that crosses a line it was never meant to.

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In the sacred city of Kashi, where every dawn whispers the name of Mahadev, a girl named Shravika grows up believing she is ordinary. She is not. On her seventeenth birthday, a single moment shatters everything she knows. A temple door opens... not into stone and silence, but into Kailash itself. Into the presence of gods who do not welcome her as a devotee but claim her as their own creation. Born from the essence of Mahadev and Parvati, Shravika was never meant to live a mortal life. She was divided at birth, her existence split between worlds, her destiny hidden even from herself. Now, the truth stands before her, vast and unrelenting. She has a purpose. But purpose comes with a cost. Trained under divine eyes and guided by Krishna himself, Shravika learns more than strength. She learns of dharma, of war, and of a future that is already in motion. A future she is bound to enter... the Mahabharata. Yet, there is a cruel flaw in her fate. She remembers fragments of what is to come. Glimpses of danger. Echoes of tragedy. But never enough to change everything. Only enough to suffer. Placed among the Pandavas, bound in a marriage she did not choose but didn't deny either, Shravika is no longer just a witness to history. She becomes a part of it. Every decision she makes carries weight. Every silence demands sacrifice. If she interferes too much, she risks shattering the very fabric of dharma. If she does nothing, she must watch destiny unfold... knowing what it will cost. Caught between divine will and human emotion, between knowledge and helplessness, Shravika walks a path no one was meant to endure. Because some wars are not fought with weapons. They are fought within. And in a story where even the gods do not interfere freely, one question remains- If you knew the future... would you have the strength to let it happen?

So English is not my first language and maybe I will delete this also ... so this is a book about what will happen if dwaparyug watching kaliyug and just represent their own thoughts 😙😙

Everyone knows Krishna. No one truly knows Shyam. Behind the flute, the smile, the Gita - was a man who loved, lost, carried wars and worlds, and still chose to show up. Seventeen stories. Seventeen doors. Seventeen fragments of the most extraordinary life ever lived. The one who was always more real than the stories made him seem. And , Shyam has been waiting a very long time for someone to ask the right questions. Step in.

A sister left behind by the one who was her life. A brahmin who lost everything. Become each others peace

Her touch is absolute death. His grace is entirely infinite. Baptized in venom and bound to the shadows, Nandini is a Vishakanya, a beautiful weapon whose skin is a fatal boundary no human can cross. Trapped in the freezing isolation of her own lethality, she is sent to bring ruin to the radiant kingdom of Dwarka, targeting its divine heart: Krishna. But when her lethal strike lands, the laws of nature shatter. Krishna doesn't fall. Instead, he meets her weapon with an all-knowing grace that changes everything. What follows is a quiet revolution born in the fierce, tender spaces of midnight. Amidst a grueling purification, the captor becomes a sanctuary. In a world where Nandini has only ever known fear, Krishna becomes the impossible anchor, the one person who can hold her through the phantom burning, wipe her tears, and interlace his bare fingers with hers without fear. "Let the world flinch away from you, Nandini," he whispered, his bare palm pressing flat against her racing heart. "The poison belongs to Magadha, but your heartbeat belongs to me."

The modern reincarnation of the legendary man whom we have all heard about throughout our lives, in a very human-like way. Btw, this story goes in the way I imagined His life in Dwapar Yuga, as a man who has made mistakes and learnt lessons, which he then taught others, because he is just a human (not really, but yeah). Hare Govinda. This story is not intended to hurt anyone's sentiments, nor is it what truly happened in the epic. It's just what went through my head. A/N: This story is currently on hold...Will continue in a month Anyone who wants to message me personally, please message me on my Instagram ID: @kylie_kumai

In the twilight of Dwapara Yuga, as Kali's shadow stretches over the land of Dharma, the most devastating battles are fought not on battlefields - but within. Agastya - son of Sarvasenayadhipati Dhruv also namely Mrityunjaya of Agastyakootam, one of the finest soldier Indraprastha has ever known - has spent his entire life being the fixed point for everyone he loves. Devoted. Unshakeable. The one who always shows up. He has conquered death, war, and his own interior. He never once saw Bhanumati coming. Bhanumati - princess of Indraprastha, daughter of Bhanu and Suthanu - was born knowing how to tend what is broken, see what is hidden, and love without requiring permission. She does not perform strength. She simply carries it. And when she looks at Agastya - truly looks - she sees what no one else has ever thought to look for. The light behind the loyalty. The person beneath the devotion. What follows is not a love story that unfolds gently. It is two people caught in the crucible of an impossible truth - one who has never been seen and doesn't know how to be, one who sees so clearly she cannot look away - both waging wars the world gave them no weapons for. Mrityunjaya conquered death. Bhanumati walked toward it willingly. Neither was prepared for each other. DhruvaNakshatra - he was always the fixed star others navigated by. She was always the one who could read the sky. The question was never whether they would find each other. It was whether they could bear what finding each other would cost. A story from the world of VeerPurush.

To the world, Arjun, the mighty Gandivdhari, was the greatest warrior of his time. But to the people of Dwarika, he was an outsider- one who had taken away their beloved princess and held a place in Krishna's heart that few could rival. This work explores the evolving relationship between Arjun, and the people of Dwarika, from skepticism to acceptance.

I am a great devotee of radha krishna but I write dark romance also I know I have not to take this here but plzzz don't judge my any book if uhh are comfortable than read.....♥️ ................................ Prem ko hi prem kre , jag ki hh yahh reet Prem artha smjhaegi , Radha Krishna ki preet ..........♥️ ....................................

When the world called him a sutputra, she saw a king. When history remembered him as a warrior, she remembered the man who carried loneliness beneath golden armor. Born in the royal kingdom of Shivi, Princess Shreenika grows up amidst festivals, swayamvars, politics, and prophecies of war. Daughter of Govasena and Mrinalini, younger sister of Devika, and cousin of Mitravinda, Vinda, and Anuvinda - her life was destined to be woven into the fate of Aryavarta. But destiny leads her to the most tragic man of the age - Karna. A warrior denied respect. A king bound by loyalty. A man cursed by fate. From the grandeur of royal courts to the horrors of Kurukshetra War, this story follows Karna's life through the eyes of the woman who loved him beyond victory, defeat, truth, and death. Alongside Vrushali, Supriya, and Urvi, Shreenika witnesses: Draupadi's humiliation, the exile of the Pandavas, Krishna's warnings, Kunti's hidden truth, and the slow destruction of everyone she once called family. This is not merely the story of war. This is the story of: love that arrived too late, loyalty that destroyed kingdoms, and a sun that burned until its final breath. "History called him tragic. She called him home."

Music is the way a heart feels emotions, with the help of music we can say many unsaid feelings to our loved ones. World music day just passed on 21st June and on the occasion of that I am publishing a unique story in which all chapters will be written in perspective to music lyrics. And every song will tell a story. Get on the ride with earphones plugged in. Celebrate the Mood : FEEL THE MUSIC. 💜💜Cover by @sparkle012m💜💜 Thee stories are all set in fictional world inspired by the personalities of my friends. Just imagine yourself to be a part of his period or culture or him being a part of your world, and your culture. Isn't it a beautiful fantasy? ☺️☺️ Highest #1 in Dwarka Highest #1 in Krishna Highest #1 in Shiva Highest #1 in radha Highest #1 in Vrindavan

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.

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[ON HOLD] "At night, she looks at the sky as if she is looking inside herself, and she discovers the moon in her heart, the stars in her bones, and the universe in her soul." 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 "When I close my eyes, I see him, hidden in the eternities of my reasoning ideas and feelings. When he suddenly appears and grabs my hand, it feels like it has been forever yet again." 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 "Can you get me the moon? I'm now amassing the stars for you so that we can shape our own night sky. Spend some more time together under that shade as you sit there." 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒚 Yet again the time has come when Narayan reunites with his Shree. The eternal love, not to be defined in words. Here we go, a twist in fate, they reincarnate and meet once again. He was her Murlidhar, she was his Vaani This is the tale of their boundless love where the two souls unite once again.

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