𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚
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  • Reads 1,722
  • Votes 73
  • Parts 3
  • Time 28m
Ongoing, First published Jul 27, 2022
A simple human girl, crazily in love with a God, she never saw...tormented by her own ones, despised by the society and got killed by her most trusted.

When it seemd like the story of her life was over already..By the grace of all mighty, she got a second chance to live..but this time..far more worse than the previous one. As this time..her birth has much more significance than she knew..for she has to be the common bride of the powerful and honorable Pandav brothers...dividing her heart into 5 pieces...she has to be the link, the common thread between the brothers..She has to suffer the bad fate..her father asked for..She has to face unimaginable humiliations, she has to be the reason of the greatest war the world has ever witnessed, she has to see the death of her loving ones in front of her own eyes and she has to live a lonely and ignored life..living in the shadows of her magnificent twin. 

But the only good thing in this life for her is: She's not alone anymore. She has the divine king of Dwarka...the irresistible ever smily bestfriend of her husband by her side..Even though she doesn't remember the devotion she had for him in her previous life..she still feels something for that dark skinned enchanter..Something as a married woman..she shouldn't feel..but she do..She might not become his Jeevansangini in both of her lifetime..but now she has a chance to be his Karmasathi..in this war of greatness. But the question is..Can She??? Can she give up her hatred, her pride and most importantly her secret desire for a greater good?? 

From YagyanSambhuta to PandavaPreyashi 

From DraupadiAnuja to BharatSamrangyi 

This is a fiction tale...the tale of her journey. Her struggles, her humiliations, her dilemma and her choice of loving someone...she could never have. 

This is the story of the ignored twin...this is the story of the woman, who was the reason of the greatest war on this planet ever. This is the story of Krishnaa..the story of KrishnaPriyaa.
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