Истории Prarthna

You can find some one-shots and two-shots of PraShiv. Basically, sometimes I get good idea for stories of PraShiv, but I can't add them in my current stories cause they are far different from the ideas or I should say they are far behind that track. Hehehehe ~ Hope you'll like them, and if yes, then make sure to vote!! ✨

'Shivansh Sir, app pe definitely kissi cheez ka saya hai!' When Shivansh first heard his assistant, Jay, and his receptionist, Miss Kashyap, claim he was being haunted by something supernatural, without letting them see his dread and anxiety, he dismissed them with an expression colder than Antarctica. When they continued to insist, he subjected them to a glare hotter than hell until they flew out of his office. But as time went on, much to his misery, it all made sense. Otherwise, why did he feel someone's presence around him? Why did he feel being watched by something unseen? The clinking of bangles and tinkling anklets, the enchanting scent of jasmine following him around in the dark, the faint whispers of his name in the most melodious voice he had ever heard, none of that could be explained. One night after being visited by a temptress, a siren, a Jinn, a Yakshini, or whoever that alluring entity was, Shivansh was convinced that indeed, he was being haunted. Or Following the car accident, Shivansh loses memory of the past six months of his life and thinks Prarthna is a supernatural being who is trying to bewitch him. A fun take on the memory loss track, as I remain fascinated by the notion that 'mind forgets but the soul & body remember,' and couldn't resist writing something about it. 😛 Started writing on: 6/8/25 - Published on: 3/9/25 - Completed on:

Just a fanfiction

Prarthana leaned towards him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "If you don't remember, we should recreate everything that happened." Her eyes were sparkling. Before Shivansh could stop her, she opened the door and got out of the car in the rain. "Prarthana!" His calling out her name was in vain. With a suffering sigh, he got out of the car and followed her. That mischievous smile dancing on her lips should have been a giveaway of her intentions. Or Drunk as he had been, Shivansh forgot about what had happened last night. Prarthna took that as an opportunity to dance in the rain with her husband once again. * A short story on PraShiv - Prarthna and Shivansh, from the show Kumkum Bhagya...

So I am not the new writer i have wrote fan fiction in pandemic and here to make a comeback so....wanna know more?? jump to author's note and aesthetics if you love dark mafia romance and Prashiv ofcourse just trust the process and jump in 🫶🏻