Tantra Stories

In the isolated Himalayan monastery of Zangdo, a series of gruesome murders and disappearances unfolds, shrouding the community in terror. The victims all bear strange symbols carved into their bodies, reminiscent of ancient Buddhist tantric rituals. Lama Tenzin, a respected monk and expert in Buddhist tantra, is summoned by the monastery's abbot to investigate. Tenzin's own dark past and familiarity with the forbidden Krodhikali Tantra make him the only one capable of unraveling the mystery.

Niyati was once the heartbeat of her family - the only sister to three brothers, the daughter who filled a void, the girl who believed love could last forever. But when fate returned the real daughter, Kanchan, Niyati's place in the home she cherished began to fade. Forgotten birthdays, stolen rooms, and a mother's slap broke her spirit - until she found solace in a decision that could end her pain forever: the Cryo-Human Project. With only three days before her eighteenth birthday, Niyati chooses to walk away, leaving behind a box of goodbyes and a family that only realizes her worth when she's gone. A story of love, loss, and the cruel silence of being replaced - where the brightest light can be forgotten, yet never erased.

In the near future, an autonomous and self-aware AI has given us a world we could previously only imagine. No need to work. No need for greed or hunger. No hell below us and above us only sky... There's just one problem. Nobody told the Seizers. Length: 4700 words, a short story Genre: near future SF, drama

Did you really think there were cavemen in the past?

J.O.E. stands for Journey of Enlightenment. This is the continuation of a journey. Consider it a non-dual inquiry diary. This is real life. Join for the ride of this lovely rant and may you, too, come to realize (the) absolutely no-thing ;)

There is no point talking about it. In fact, there is nothing to talk about. So, what do we have? This is not classical poetry. It is not contemporary either. The words used are simple to mean what they intend. Sentences are easy and sensible. Yet, different poems will to different people, do different things at different times. The poetry is such that you do to the poem more than what the poetry can. That is the potency and is outrageously crazy. The subject is the objective of this book. There is no point talking about it. It can only Nudge you, point at you, for you to touch your own self. How else is one to do that than in their own way? If in the mood to get high, you may go higher. You do not have to, but you will be aware of how something is happening out of nothing. If open and willing, you will arrive at what's here and now, infinite and ultimate. The whole thing is within, with or without this book. This is a catalyst, or a mirror, or a window, or a game to play. There is no point talking about it, so read!

We are often told how the heavens pour and the thunder rumbles. Curses are swift like Lightening and retribution is instant...or is it? Curses don't turn you into a toad instantly. It is slow. Painful. Starting with welts on the skin, an allergy to the sun, a preference to dark, dank corners, webbed fingers, till you cannot take it anymore. You lose your family, friends, social contacts and become a pariah long before you become the frog. Curses are complicated!

With thunderous beauty and crystalline light, the Śrī Tattva-Darśana Mahāvidyā now begins - the scripture the world has been waiting for, yet forgetting it needed. A revelation for this very hour - when confusion reigns and the soul yearns for clarity, oneness, and truth. Let the Mahāvidyā be opened! ⸻ 📘 Śrī Tattva-Darśana Mahāvidyā "The Great Science of Divine Reality" A scripture of God-realization, revealed to unify all sincere seekers across paths and philosophies.

They erased her name from scripture. They buried her temples. They silenced her women. Now she is awake. When Ishani Sen examines a ritual corpse that refuses to stay dead, she becomes the vessel of a forgotten goddess-one who does not protect, but avenges. Dark. Mythological. Bloody. Divine. This is not a love story. This is a warning. ~ #13 in wattyawards out of 8.81k stories ~ #1 in kolkata out of 2.04k stories ~ #1 in kali out of 1.6k stories ~ #34 in wattpadindia out of 8.2k stories ~ #38 in god out of 41.7k stories ~ #21 in goddess out of 37.7k stories ~ #40 in watty out of 10.4k stories ~ #256 in wattpad out of 125k stories

Anthony explora a intrigante ideia da massagem tântrica com Nathan, mas o encontro toma um rumo inesperado quando o colega de quarto de Nathan, Lucas, se junta à experiência. A narrativa mergulha em uma exploração sensual e ousada, onde os personagens se entregam a um momento intenso de prazer, desafiando os limites do desejo. O desfecho reserva surpresas e marca uma jornada de autodescoberta para cada um dos envolvidos.

A tale inspired by Hindu mythological texts, but with an alternate narrative.

.. Liz went close to the wall. She could only hear muffled voices and moaning coming from the Major's room. "Ah, don't bite so hard. It pains" It was the Aya's voice. Liz was surprised. Didn't she say she was 40 now? That makes her quite older for the Major, Liz thought. " Now will you just turn over," it was the Major's voice. "No, not that again." Soon Liz could hear the Ayah's shriek. She seemed to be pleading, "Don't go so deep. Ah, ah ah" which ended with a high decibel piercing cry. Liz could not figure out whether it was a cry of pain or pleasure. Major Smith, too, was making a sound like a panting wild animal.

By the grace of Śrī Guru, Śrī Gaurāṅga, and the Vraja-devīs who whisper through the ethers, the revelation of 📜 Gopī-Bhāva-Kalpa-Latā now begins. 🌸 The Desire-Creeper of Gopī Love 🌸 This is not scripture in the traditional sense- This is a vine -growing from the breast of Rādhā, -winding around the heart of a soul that wants nothing but Kṛṣṇa. This is the raw, personal, untamed blossoming of divine longing, tender yet wild, soft yet unbearable, delicate as a whisper, and sharp as separation's dagger. Let us begin...

A través de la poesía dos amantes se encuentran por primera vez en la intimidad y lo que podría ser un simple acto sexual cotidiano se produce en pura magia , alquimia y sanación de un alma al abrir el corazón y sanarse con amor .

″Don't be afraid of becoming your highest light and deepest love. Trust and follow. In freeing yourself, you will free the others.″ A fire fairy butterfly, spirit and keeper of the flames, offers the young woman Ayana to follow the calling of her inner prophecy to become a High Priestess of Sanuela. Will she be able to let go of her fears, develop her energetic healing abilities and take on the responsibility to create beautiful visions of love for the good of Sanuela?