IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN (On Hold)

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN (On Hold)

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"If only I had k...known" Duryodhan mumbled, lying in a pool of blood. There was no one else around, except for Vasudev Krishn. Duryodhan's eyes spoke volumes. His lips quivered as his thighs were broken. "If only I had known," he thought again, his life flashing before his own eyes. Vasudev Krishn looked on, "I'm sorry Duryodhan, I tried" he looked down, His eyes filled with tears. Duryodhan forwarded his hands, gently touched his feet and looked up , unable to speak anymore, only his eyes looked into His. The words of his heart began to reach Krishna's ears. As Duryodhan neared his death, he preferred not to close his eyes, rather keep it open, to give a final adieu to the protector of worlds. NOTE : THIS IS PURELY IMAGINARY. THERE IS NO INTENTION OF HURTING THE READER'S FEELINGS OR INSULT CULTURE! THIS IS PURELY A FAN FICTION!
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"Stop following me! Just let me go and leave me in peace!" she pleaded, struggling against his unrelenting grip. "I won't. Not today, not ever. Not after finding you again," he said firmly. "I don't belong here. This isn't my place. Let me go," she begged, desperation in her voice. He shook his head. "You've always belonged. Since the beginning of time, we were meant to be together." "You'll never convince me," she snapped. "I won't be part of this farce or let you treat me like an object without a will of my own." "It's not a farce. It's as real as the sun, and you will be part of it-whether you want to or not. Your only desire should be our companionship," he declared. "Please," she whispered, one last plea as her hand inched toward her waistband. "The only thing left to do... do it for her, if not for love. " he ordered. "For love?" she murmured, shaken. Then her expression hardened. "But love was never an option," she spat, her voice dripping with disgust-before she struck with full force. It wasn't supposed to end like this. Anwesha-once a soldier by choice, not birth-had embraced duty for her nation. But one failed mission led her to the dark waters of the Ganges. Caught in a whirlpool, she accepted death like an old friend. Yet, she didn't die. She woke up in another timeline, but here, she didn't belong. A misfit, a lone coal in a chest of gold. She wasn't chosen by fate, nor favored by the gods-just an accident struggling to return home. But every path back was closed. Trapped, she resolved to be a silent observer. Yet fate had other plans. She crossed paths with the Scions of Kuru, a dynasty shaping history itself. She hadn't intended to get involved, but now she was entangled in their world, for better or worse. Can she survive in this era, or will she find her way back? More importantly-who is she, really? And why her? After all, nothing in this world, or beyond it, is mere coincidence. • Book I ~ Stuck In Time Series •

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