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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HER DEMON A story of the forbidden, the fated, and the fire that never died. The demon. Her demon. She was the moon-gentle, serene, cloaked in a glow that calmed the wildest storms. But behind that soft smile lay unspoken chaos... a soul that had seen lifetimes, a fire buried deep under elegance. And he-he was the night. Not just its silence, but its shadows. Proud, raw, raging. A storm that no one dared to tame. A fire that burned everything it touched. They were night and moon. Darkness and glow. Clash and calm. Broken and whole. Incomplete... without each other. For only her devil could command his demon. Only her voice could silence his wrath. Only her presence could still the war within him. But what if the universe-tired of watching history repeat pain-chose to intervene? What if Narayan decided to play again, not with a flute this time, but with fate itself? What if the great Mahabharat, written in stone, was granted a new page? What if Duryodhan, the king of lost causes, the misunderstood warrior of Hastinapur, was given another chance? Not to change the war-but to change the reason he went to war. Not to reclaim a throne- And what if two hearts from Kaliyug, separated by time and tragedy, were reborn in Dwaparyug? Carrying the memories, the madness, the ache of a love that never found its forever? He was known as Hridav-fierce, feared. She was known as Vriddhi-graceful, wild, divine. But the time played & made them Duryodhan and Vartika. This is not the Mahabharat you know. This is the Mahabharat Krishna chose to rewrite. A tale where love is darker than war. Where the demon is not evil-but deeply human. And where the heroine doesn't slay the monster... she loves him. HER DEMON A story of souls reborn. Of fate reshaped. Of a love so fierce, even time dared not touch it. #1 in yudhishthir #2 in narayan

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