Pandava Stories

Join our protagonist as she becomes the most vital part of dharmstapna. Will she side with Kauravas or Pandavas? Will she help Pandavas unite with their eldest? Will she help in the unification of radha-krishna? Will she fall in love and with whom? Is she really daughter of shiv-parvati? Watch our protagonist break all barriers and help her little brother🥺. Read to find out !!

She was never meant to become a tale of blood and broken crowns. Devyani was a woman of rhythm. A celebrated dancer whose world was woven from the delicate music of ghungroos, the fragrance of jasmine in her hair, and the quiet discipline of a life devoted to art. She entered Hastinapur not as a warrior, not as a politician, but as a teacher invited to share beauty with a princess. But in the halls where power wore silk and gold, one man's desire was enough to turn a sanctuary into a prison. One night. One abuse of authority. One decision made by a prince who believed his title placed him above consequence. And the woman who once spoke through dance was left to gather the fragments of a life she no longer recognized. Yet even among the ashes of hatred, guilt, and grief, fate had written a path she never expected. For when the world saw only a woman touched by tragedy, one man saw the person who had existed long before her suffering. A man she should have hated. A man whose blood was tied to the very family that had destroyed her peace. A man bound by dharma, duty, and the unbearable weight of loving someone whose wounds were carved by his own kin. Yudhishthir. The prince who offered neither pity nor ownership, only a hand and the freedom to decide whether she wished to take it. Their love was not born in innocence. It was born in the shadows of betrayal, in quiet conversations, in shared silences, and in two souls who knew that sometimes the greatest act of courage was allowing oneself to be loved again. This is not the story of a woman who was broken. This is the story of a woman who survived, a prince who chose truth over blood, and a love that dared to bloom where it never should have.

They say history celebrates its heroes, remembers its villains, and erases its 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔. But nothing erased stays hidden. Mistakes are meant to burn. Suffocate. Ache. They coil around the finger until it bleeds-or are carried by a yuga-but they never stay buried. An ordinary girl, Tarika Singh, entered Dwaparyug-and learned fire does not always burn. Sometimes- The scorching heat is Karn, the abandoned giver. The silent flare is Yudhishthir, the puppet of dharma. The cackling flame is Bheem, the weapon of vengeance. The curling smoke is Arjun, the dancer of battlefields. The biting spark is Nakul, the healer of destruction. The glowing coal is Sahdev, the foreseer of destiny. They say, fear the villains. As if they began it all. As if the world were not threads - pulled, twisted, strangled - each cutting the other. Some thread tightens like Duryodhan, desperate for the crown. Some knots itself like Dushasan, loyal until he forgets where he ends. Some loosens itself like Vikarn, questioning even the blood in his veins. It is law...threads burn when touched by flame. Only she decides whether they bind or snap. But She is no longer Tarika here. And the myth is no longer myth. 𝑨𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒂. Friend to the kauravas. Sister to the pandavas. Daughter of the sun. The ruiner... or the redeemer? It depends on who tells the tale. Because, To hear of the Mahabharata is one thing. To live it, surrounded by unknown faces, is another. Among the 'unknown', two men became her world, standing beside her, one like a vow, the other like a sin. Both willing to fall, if it meant she would not stand alone. "I wonder if the stars are jealous- they've never been looked at the way I look at her." "If the gods made her... perhaps they aren't so useless after all." ▪previously titled as Threads of Flames

[ON HOLD] A cold and hollow midnight sky engulfs you in every shadow of despair and dread. She, whose large copper eyes seek the surreal secrecy with wind caresses, cinders of moonlight, and wafts of stardust; never let it devour her. Subhadra's wings were wide open as she was flung into conspiracies against her own loved ones. She never looked down and continued on with her fate. She fought against the wrong, relishing every sliver of contentment. She was divine and eternal. However, she was as unaware of her serene aura as she was of the bleakness she suppressed! Plunge into her life's undiscovered moments; beware of her struggles, bliss, and melancholy. Cover credits: @bookishnxrd Blurb credits: @HoneySplxsh

The Mahabharatha is skewed with too many myths. A small first step in dismantling some popular ones about Karna, Draupadi, Sutas and more.

"𝐖𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤." She was the daughter of Maharaj and Maharani of Hastinapura. She had five brothers 100 cousins and one chirpy young cousin sister. What could go wrong? ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ " 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖." Satyanshi, the daughter of Kunti and Pandu. Surrounded by luxuries and a lovely family, what else would she need? ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ But, when she meets the Dark Lord of Dwarika, passion is bound to ensue. With the society against it, whom will Satyanshi choose? Her honor or love? ◈━◈━◈━◈━◈ When her marriage is fixed with Jayadratha, what will she choose? Love or Honor? A story of self realization, love, betrayal and unending sacrifices. Read '𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐢: 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞' to find out, the life of Kunti Sutaa Satyanshi Her journey from Pandu Aatmajaa to Krishna Bharya! Book 1 of Keshava Prananaayini Series.

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The 13th day of war.. The day on which Abhimanyu proved his might and nearly ended the war in the Pandavas' favour before he was killed by six of the mightiest Kauravas....

"𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐊𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐄𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐚𝐥, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥". Her love for him was a pure devotion the one where her world begins with his worship and ends at his worship ┕━━━━━━━✿━━━━━━━┙ Calmness, gentleness, silence, self-restraint and purity that's what she was a pure lotus blossomed unaware of her divinity. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞". Such divine love they had. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐞" A journey of divinity... Cover credits: @hazelwolfx

Major spoilers for all the books. There is an unfortunate lack of Aru Shah fanfiction on the Internet, so I decided to write my own. A lot of Aru x Aiden because I love them, as well as other ships, a lot of angst and fluff, incorrect quotes, and more!

"Yudhisthir! Bheema! Arjun! Help me, help me Oh sons of Madri! Help me Nakul and Sahadev!" cried Draupadi in the royal hall of Hastinapura. With no one to help her, read how her saviour Sri Krishna protected Draupadi from humiliation.

A woman from Kaliyug, sent to Dwaparyug. What could go wrong? Everything. Keerthi Anand, brilliant author and fashion designer, daughter of two important political figures. Keerthi's life was set with her two friends: finish collage, get a steady job, and be happy. But on the fateful day of her twentieth birthday, her life was completely uprooted - ripped apart from the roots and thrown into the wind. An attack by one of her father's enemies kills her best friend and fatally wounds her. Unconscious for two days, she wakes up in a completely unfamiliar place, bedecked with riches. She realizes she has been thrown into the Mahabharata, one of the most famous Indian epics, and right in the dead center between the two sides. All she knows now is that she needs Krishna, the God she considers her brother. But there is a communication barrier between the people of Dwaparyug and her, and her faint Sanskrit lessons from eight years ago aren't enough. When she finally meets Dwarakadeesh, he tells her that the fate of Aryavarth, true justice, lies in her hands now. Will this strong-willed girl survive everything thrown at her in this new yuga, or is she doomed to letting those she has come to care for die on the inside and the outside?

She is the Moon of Hastinapur . " It's bcoz of her that Hastinapur feels not just bearable but a home to us " ~ Pandavas "The only thing matters to me is the crown , but when her matter comes i doubt my own will " ~ Duryodhan "My mitra is the craziest yet loveliest gift unwrapped by life " ~ Karna A HIDDEN LIE She was a kaurava Princess...or was she? She was the sister of kauravas and Pandavas ...or was she? She was a kuruvanshi....or was she? What was her relation to the moon? A kshatriya , A Princess , A power , she is. "She's born dau , Chandra Dev himself changed her fate , and now she'll rewrite the biggest tale of history " ~ Narayana "But kanha , who is she really ? "~ Balram "Are mere bhole dau , You'll know eventually " ~ Narayana "Kanhaaaaaaaaaa"~ frustrated dau Mystical moon : She was their moon , but sadly the moon is something never owned , a hidden mystery . But one thing can be owned ' The moonstone '. One fate changed , changes the fate of millions. Let's see how the moon rewrites the fate of thousands . Love can conquer all...or can she? This is a Mahabharata fan-fiction. You don't need to know Mahabharata to read it. Enjoy the Mystery. Warning : Irregular Updates

Were women forced into Sati in ancient India?

What makes Arjuna inspiring, why is he a great role model, why does he make a person worth emulating?

A GIRL WHOSE NAME IS AMRUTA SHE IS DAUGHTER OF MAHARAJA VEDANT HE LOVE HER LIKE ANYTHING DAUGHTER HE WILL KILL ANYONE WHO HURT HER AND HE ALSO HAVE ENEMIES THEY ARE NON OTHER THAN SHREE KRISHNA PANDAVAS BUT LITTLE DID HE KNOW THAT HIS LADLI DAUGHTER AMRUTA WILL FALL IN LOVE WITH HIS GREATEST ENEMY SHREE KRISHNA WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT IF YOU WANT TO KNOW PLEASE CLICK ON THE STORY AND READ IT

Maithili Vishwaseni is the princess of Vaideha. The first girl born after Ramayana's Urmila Seeradhwaji, her birth is celebrated all over the kingdom. Her birth stops the long-time war between Vaideha and Panchala and ties of friendship are forged. She chooses Kaunteya Paartha Savyasachi or Arjuna in her swayamvar and becomes the Queen of Indraprastha. She is thrown rather violently into the game of politics, war, humiliation, and vengeance. In one word, Kutayuddham. CURRENTLY ON HIATUS 22/04/2022

In the old legends, Draupadi and Arjun had a daughter named Pragathi but no proof of her existence is available. This story is based on her. Pragathi disappeared when she was barely one year old from the palace of Indraprastha and no one had found her since. And now about 20 years later, just when the Pandavas had returned from exile, Pragathi, now 21 years old, appears in Aryavrat. Maira Khan was an orphan who grew up in one of the biggest Orphanages in New York. The matron was a kindly muslim lady who had adopted her, unofficially, when she was 3 and now she was a special agent at the FBI, quite an achievement for someone so young. Her life was going as it always was when one day a call came. A hostage situation at a bank, a rescue gone wrong and now she found herself thousand of years in the past, with people and things she thought only existed in myths. ------------------------ DISCLAIMER: I would like to say that I mean no harm or disrespect to Hindu religion and literature by this story. This story is a pure fiction created as a result of the plot bunnies running around my head, one too many episodes of Mahabharat and my crush on Saurabh Raj Jain as Lord Krishna. This story is purely for entertainment and does not claim to be related to the real Mahabharat in any way. It does not intend to hurt any religious or community sentiments.

Duryodhana and Shakuni were no fools. They looked at things strategically and decided not to fight until they felt the odds were in favor for them in every way. Why and what is the details that we will explore here.