Indianfantasy Stories

When fate play games, it has the power to bring catastrophe and left people to reel over the bitter sweet taste of life. This story takes you to a journey of two best friends, two princesses , Devkirti and Sanghamitra who became the puppet of time and fate. DEVKIRTI has never crave anything more than freedom. But she never knew that her freedom comes with dejection making her an unwanted and shunned wife of an aloof and withdrawn man with abysmal secrets. A man akin to her nightmares rendering her perplexed if its freedom or captivity that she had gained. SANGHAMITRA has always dreamt of a blissful life with her lover, her fiance. But she never expected that desperate circumstances would led her in the arms of an another man with whom she had never imagined a future with. Bounded by duties only, love, for her has become a distant dream. All its takes two powerful Man, one bond and a life threatening oath for fate to play its cards. With a WAR brewing in the distant future, Can Devkirti and Sanghamitra navigate through this journey of unexpected changes, unseen betrayals, gnawing guilts and somehow finding love and peace in the way when all the hope for it was lost.

In a kingdom where every soul is born complete, one prince is broken... and one girl does not belong. Niyara has always felt out of place. Aarivardhan has always been alone. When fate pulls them together, secrets awaken, memories stir, and destiny begins to unravel. But some truths are buried for a reason. Because loving each other may cost them everything. And forgetting... may be the only way to survive. A heart-touching mythological romance of lost souls, forbidden bonds, and a love written beyond worlds.

Aarivansh is a quiet college student trying to survive exams, family pressure, and a life that never seems to go his way. But when terrifying dreams and strange coincidences begin to follow him, the line between myth and reality starts to blur. Something ancient has been waiting. Something cursed. As forgotten legends awaken, Aarivansh is pulled toward a fate he never chose - where power demands a terrible price, faith is tested, and the greatest enemy isn't a demon... but the darkness within. This is not a story about becoming a hero. It is the story of a soul condemned by destiny.

Historical Drama with Medieval style of Indian touch...

In the ancient town of Kosha, a sacred sword waits-silent for centuries, bound by prophecy to choose the worthy. Hundreds of commoners enter the royal tournament, though most believe the blade will answer only to those born with the Light-the Lightborn, tyrant rulers of Kosha. A prophecy Aira Ash intends to shatter. For her, the sword is neither faith nor legend. It is the only path left to vengeance. But fate has other designs, binding her destiny to a Lightborn - the very one she was meant to destroy. And in the shadows of Kosha, a mysterious man moves unseen, seeking not the sword, nor the throne, but the end of everything.

Six hundred years ago, humanity rose up in revolt against the Aeriels, who were driven from earth and back into their homeland of Vaan after a bloody and glorious war. Eight years ago, Ruban's home was destroyed and his family murdered by an Aeriel. When a new Aeriel threat looms over Ragah, the capital city of Vandram, Ruban Kinoh must do everything in his power to avenge his family's past and protect the future of his country. Which is hard enough without being saddled with a pretty and pompous aristocrat, who seems as useless as he is vain. Faced with a conspiracy that might cost humanity its hard-won freedom, and accompanied by the bejeweled and glitter-clad Ashwin Kwan, Ruban begins his journey into a land where the past and the future intertwine.

" you left me.... you left me alone.... why ?!" Cries a young lady, her body bruised. There lived two sorcerers, they had everything they could wish for, but their lives changed drastically when a knight came in their lives One found love While the other....

Some weddings unite hearts. Hers awakened a curse. When an ancient ritual is repeated in a forgotten temple, secrets buried across lifetimes begin to rise. Love, fate, and blood are tangled in a fire that refuses to die. In a world where shadows remember what you forgot and soulmates are cursed instead of blessed, can love still win? This is a tale of hidden truths, broken timelines, temple vows, and a devotion that defies death itself. If you believe that some love stories are written in ashes, then this one was waiting for you. Written by Jharna, for the ones who feel everything too deeply. © All rights reserved.

"Since childhood, Chandni has been enchanted by the moon. Every night, her mother whispered tales of a mysterious prince who watched over the earth from the moon-a love both destined and forbidden. She always believed these were just bedtime stories... until the dreams began. A gentle voice calling her name. A touch that stirred her soul. And a pair of silver eyes watching her from the lunar shadows. What if the stories were real? What if someone from the moon was waiting for her? And what if love was written in the quiet glow of moonlight long before she was born?"

Death was supposed to be his end. Professor Anutapura Sisodiya lived for knowledge, sacrificing love, friendship, and reputation in pursuit of forbidden truths. But one reckless choice ended it all - burying him beneath the weight of his own mistakes. Prayers for forgiveness should have been his last breath-yet instead, he awakens reborn as Korou, in the world of Yaldaba. A land of mages and shamans, demons and cataclysmic beasts. This time, his journey will demand more than survival. It will demand redemption. Follow him on this journey, one that goes beyond the salvation of forgiveness. Cover Art: AN R Art Director: Darien I want to thank Cosmo, Tushar, Priyansh, Darien, Dhruv, Mili, Dev and AV. Without the above-mentioned people, this book would have never left the development hell. Their constant motivational pulls and reality checks helped me keep sane. Cosmo and Dev, your editorial insight is the reason why this story is not riddled with grammatical errors in every sentence. Tushar and Priyansh, our countless discussions over the year, and recently on Korou's journey shaped this series, Darien, dude you are too amazing when it comes to art, Mili we only just met, but you inhibit my vision here and in Avalon perfectly, AV thanks for panicking over my bomb drops it helps me feel less panicked and finally Dhruv, dude you are just dropping the simplest ideas and it makse so much sense. Mom, Dad and Adi, thank you so much for your love and support. Trust me, I won't be writing this book if you weren't there with me. I love you so much.

In the dying world of Aethel, where the sun has long since faded and the Shadow Emperor's reign of terror chokes the land, Elara, the last Luminary, carries the fading embers of hope. Desperate to save her world, she delves into forbidden knowledge and unleashes a creature of darkness - the Night Weaver. Bound by a dangerous bargain, the Luminary and the Night Weaver, light and shadow intertwined, embark on a perilous quest to overthrow the Shadow Emperor and restore balance to Aethel. But as their journey unfolds, Elara must confront not only the external forces of darkness but also the shadows that stir within her own soul.

This story is an Indian Fantasy with a tragic ending and has Marvel, Frozen, Taylor Swift references in it. Priya and her friends stumble into a cavern where they come to know that the soul of the king of Mahendrapura is trapped somewhere inside the deep chasm. The king can be brought to life by finding the five magical jewels which the false king has hidden. And for that, they need a quest. But no one in the magical kingdom of Mahendrapura believes them. Worse, the people hate Priya for the prophecy she had got. On her quest, she needs to prove that she is a good person, face her fears, and also prove that the king that the people believe is the real one is actually false.

On the night of Celestine, Isha, the Crown Princess of Nagmire makes a wish. A voice in the night whispers to her, a priestess is killed, and the threat of rebels loom over Nagmire once more. The plan of the queen to overthrow rebels clashes with Isha's future as she was forced to marry the prince from the neighbouring land, to strengthen an alliance. Strange dreams haunt her sleep, showing her that there is only one destiny for her. A destiny, involving the long lost jewel of Nagmani. A clan on the verge of destruction, a tale of forbidden love, the search for an enchanted jewel-- a journey interwined in the ancient land of Nagmire. Blurb credits : @VocaloidThalia ♠️This Is A First Draft ♠️ Achivements : 🥇1st place historical fiction in the Autumn Awards 🥇 1st place in the Cardinal Awards 🥈 2nd place in the Carousel Awards 🥈 2nd place in the Sweet Creatures Awards ♠️ Best Ranking : #1 in Indianfantasy

Author Vadhan is India's top author with five published books. He has written several books on Indian fantasy. Their intention is to highlight the stories, mysteries, poignancies and wonders of India. Visit - https://www.authorvadhan.com/

Have you ever wondered and questioned about your own existence? What if the life we are living is a false life? What if this Earth is nothing but a centre of gaining feelings? The real journey of life or the real world appears after our death. We open our eyes in a different world after we die in Earth, and that real world is a world of feelings where you are not depend on other. The story starts from the middle of the storyline of the series, a boy named Nikhil is living a traumatic life in the Earth and in a very bad accident in front of his love of life, Vaishnavi, he died. After his death, he opens his eyes in a different world where he gets to know that the life of Earth was fake, the Earth was fake. The real world is named as Sanbri-lok. . Now, Nikhil's only aim is to complete his prayer in the temple, he is not weak anymore, he has to fight with devils in the temple, and the temple itself is a new world to him where anything is possible, he also has to fight with the people who are there inside the temple. He will meet many strong warriors and will also find a special person whom he never expected. Why Nikhil has his memories? Was it a Pre-plan to send only Nikhil with his memories into the temple? How Sanbri-lok actually works? Who was Vishva? What was Vishva's real intension to make Earth? Will Nikhil stand a chance in front of Filongs, the strongest warriors of the temple? Why Earth memories are prohibited in Sanbri-lok? Note: I want my readers to have patience please because the story is slow-paced in the beginning and takes time to build. Something big is coming ^~^

A disowned heir. A mysterious girl. A forgotten bloodline with powers beyond imagination. When Aryaveer Singh loses everything, he ends up in the slums-broken, lost, and alone. There he meets Anaya, a girl with secrets as deep as his own. As their paths intertwine, buried truths begin to surface. What if his fall was never a tragedy... but the beginning of a destiny written in ancient blood? Uncover the legend. Awaken the power. Embrace the lost legacy of the Nagvansh.

अधीरा/Adhira- Lightning What happens when the Goddess of the Lightning- a much-feared solitudinarian who resides in her secluded island- is to return to the state of Dakshrajya? --- Adhira. The name strikes frozen terror into the hearts of the residents of Dakshrajya. She's never been seen since her exile a century ago, and is known to live in the small, deeply-forested island near the kingdom- an island which she owns and reigns over in solitude. The Island of Adhira, like it's only resident, had never been seen since she permanently settled in it. All that was known of the Goddess of the Lightning was that the color of her eyes symbolized the thick grey mist that hung over her island, her tresses, which touched her ankles, symbolized the colors of the attackers and defenders during a storm- black- the hue of the stormy sky which threw down lightning and downpour, and brown- the hue of the trees which defended the forest from floods. She was said to have the same essence as petrichor- the scent that floated into the skies when the deep blue river that cut through the island mingled with the deep brown soil of the shore- alluring, earthy and lovely- yet haunting. The kingdom from where the goddess comes is a place of prosperity and perfection. The Queen mother rules over Dakshrajya with wisdom and rationality. Peace resides in the island, more than anything else. But when the charming young prince of one of the world's most powerful Indian empires arrives with an offer of alliance to the kingdom with a strange price, will the peace remain? Even if the price is the forceful sending of Adhira, all the way to their empire, to be used as a military weapon? Even if the queen's queendom is threatened if she isn't sent? ~An Indian historical fantasy fiction.~ #130 In Wattpad India #1 in Indian Fantasy Copyright © 2022 Sherynnn1000

पंचदेवेभ्य: नमः || In a world where ancient Astras-celestial weapons born of divine energy-are passed down through sacred bloodlines, clans rise and fall by the power they wield. But not all heroes are born with glory. In the sacred land of Aryavart, tucked away in the quiet village of Bhadrapur, two cousin brothers-Mihir and Ganesh-share a burning ambition: to rise beyond the ranks of ordinary mages and become Maharshis, the divine sages of legend. Ganesh, born into the fire-wielding Agneya Shaiva clan, possesses a powerful natural affinity for fire. Mihir, though raised in the same family, is adopted-and unlike his kin, he lacks that innate connection to their elemental legacy. In a world where elemental strength determines your destiny, this difference places a heavy weight on Mihir's path. As the revered Astra Ceremony draws near-a sacred trial where chosen ones are granted celestial weapons-Mihir's resolve is tested. The weaker your bond with your clan's element, the lower your chances of being chosen by an Astra. Yet, Mihir's dream to become a Maharshi still burns bright. Will he be deemed worthy? Or will his flame be extinguished before it ever truly sparks? A tale of brotherhood, ambition, and ancient powers-follow Mihir as he steps into a world where destiny is carved by courage, and only those who endure the trials of fire can rise from its ashes.

Previously known as karn twin sister "The heart was made to be broken." Aditi stood tall, facing the man who once held her heart. Vedanth's eyes, now cold and unforgiving, stared back at her like a winter storm. The blade of her sword glistened with his blood, a painful reminder of their shattered love. "Loving you was my biggest mistake," Aditi declared, her voice filled with sorrow and regret. She remembered her brother's warning: "He's not worthy of your love." But blind love had clouded her judgment, and she hadn't listened. Now, she paid the price. Her heart bled with every beat, pierced by the sword of betrayal. As she gazed at Vedanth, Aditi saw the man she once loved was gone. His eyes flickered with regret, but his expression hardened. A lone tear escaped her eye, but she swiftly composed herself. With a deep breath, Aditi steeled herself for the battle ahead. Vedanth charged, their swords meeting in a deadly dance. The sound of steel on steel echoed through the air, a haunting reminder of their lost love. As they fought, Aditi's thoughts flashed back to their shared moments: whispers in the moonlight, stolen glances, and promises of forever. How had their love disintegrated? What drove Vedanth to betray her? Had their love been a lie from the start?