Rakshasa Stories

This is the short story of a Nepali boy living in the Himalayas with her sister.

As a first born of a royal bloodline, Jessica got two things; a power and a destiny. Though she is fully aware of her ability to feel and make others feel emotions she knows very little about her destiny to marry a prince. Slowly, she leans just how close to war the countries are. Damon though is fully aware of his lost princess that has been promised to him even before they were born. He will do everything to return her to her rightful place by his side.

How to know whether something is human or not: Vampire: Red eyes (Blood also has healing abilities. Fast and strong. Keen hearing. Sun affects them. They drink blood.) Lycan: Yellow eyes (Can Control their transformations. Attack whatever.) Wendigos: Silver eyes (Very strong. Eats human flesh. Silver is like acid to wendigos and burns them.) Me and my brother and sister are dhampyrs. A crossbreed of a vampire and a human. We are the first and ONLY surviving dhampyrs. The other dhampyrs that were born were killed on sight.

A babysitter is sitting for a new client. After putting the children to bed, she heads to the living room where she sits and passes out. One of the children, a little girl, peers outside her window to find a little clown. She invites the clown in and goes back to bed. The babysitter wakes up to see the clown standing in the corner. She gets a call from the parents to say they are there way home. When the parents get there it is a sight to see.

A cursed forest. A brother marked by blood. And a beast that is reborn every full moon. When two brothers venture too deep into the hills of Uttarakhand, one is attacked-and they barely survive. But something ancient has tasted his blood... and it will come for him again. Now, they must uncover a forgotten legend and face a choice that could save his brother-or doom them both. The hunt has begun.

Never trust a demon. Never trust a human. Never trust yourself. Hold and release. Rakshasa's and carcasses.

These are my first fanfictions, and it's for the underrated series of Rakshasa Street I hope to expand this and maybe take requests when I get better at writing! Hope you enjoy

❝ 𝐾𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑎'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑚 𝐼. ❞ After the death of her adoptive father, one of Seoul's most notorious mafia leaders, Song Jiyeon is left with little closure for the flawed upbringing she endured, while posed to ascend her father's place. Armed with only a suitcase and her grandmother's approval, she cuts ties with her bloody past and leaves for good, on the condition that she can reunite with the family she was torn from years ago. The problem is that the past never stays in the past, and Jiyeon hides a supernatural secret her father took to the grave. ────── ▰▰☆▰▰ ────── Kim Doki seeks vengeance on behalf of others. Taxi driver on some days and vigilante on most others, Doki has devoted his life to the avenging Rainbow Taxi Company and their victimised clients. He knows well the pain of losing a loved one to unjustly sentenced criminals. When Jiyeon stumbles into his world, he sees a person he can never fully trust, while Jiyeon finds a new purpose in the dark grey of her life. ────── ▰▰☆▰▰ ────── Donning a mask she thought she'd never wear again, Jiyeon joins hands with the Rainbow Taxi Company in taking down criminals unpunished by the law, earning the attention of both a bickering duo of detectives at Seoul's Violent Crimes Unit, and the very criminals she thought she'd left behind. But with so much at stake, will this bizarre group of heroes find the fist is truly closer than the law? Inspired as a 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 to: 𝙏𝙖𝙭𝙞 𝘿𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧 (𝗦𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵 𝗞𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗧𝗩 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀) * NOTE: I DO NOT OWN TAXI DRIVER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM IT. ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE AMAZING PEOPLE WHO COLLABORATED TO MAKE IT. * P.S. - No proper prior knowledge of 𝘛𝘢𝘹𝘪 𝘋𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 is required.

In a world where the lines between myth and reality blur, the ancient city of Hampi stands at the crossroads of time and crime. Beneath its crumbling ruins and majestic temples, an empire thrives-one built on the foundations of greed, power, and ancient secrets. Five crime lords, each as ruthless as the demons they emulate, rule the city's underworld through RAKSHas Inc., a syndicate that controls everything from politics to the black market. But amidst the corruption, one man, Anshul Karna, trained by a secret order of warriors, returns to the city with a mission-though his path is fraught with danger, betrayal, and impossible choices. As Hampi's fate hangs in the balance, its hidden past might be the key to its future. In this dystopian tale of power and redemption, modern technology and ancient myth collide in a battle for the soul of a city.

A chant towards the titan Ravana, whom the plant-like Porasonids worshipped in their war against an invasion from the north by the Vozonid Empire.

"They think they can separate us by condemning us to rebirths" he said, voice shaking with emotion, he pressed his forehead against mine, "Well, they are wrong! It does not matter how many rebirths they condemn me to, I will never forget you and I know you will never forget me! No matter what happens, I will keep loving you. I will keep loving you through the lifetimes" "As will I. Always. Forever" I whispered back" Mallika, the daughter of the Preceptor of the Gods, Brihaspati meets Rudhira, the son of the King of Asuras, Vrishaparva. There is instant attraction between them and they meet often only to fall deeply in love. However, she is a Sura and he is an Asura, their families have been at bitter feud with each other for centuries. For the audacity of falling in love with the enemy, Mallika and Rudhira are cursed to rebirths until the day they stop falling for each other. Will they love each other through the lifetimes? Will they ever be able to break the curse?