"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? ___________________________________________________________________ NOTE: A NEW CHAPTER WILL BE RELEASED EACH SUNDAY!

#Book one of 'Power' series. "Go with the peach one!" He signalled at my left hand as I stood infront of the mirror holding two lipsticks. "Like the colour?" I asked scanning it. "No! It tastes better" my eyes widened and I look at him through the mirror, a smirk plastered on his face as he winked at me! ~A blend of fun and tease~ "Kitni mohabbat karti hain aap mujhse?" I asked as she carefully bandaged my wounds. "Kabhi aapko chahne se fursat mili to sochungi". Came her calm reply and I was left speechless as always. ~A tale of pure love~ "I don't sit at tables where they raise their voice above mine and you. You dare to do it everytime." I snarled and he smiled. "My fiesty lioness". He whispered, "I dare you call me that!" "And I love dares, Lioness". He grinned and I closed my eyes in frustration. ~If one is fury, the other is rage~ "SHE IS MINE. Touching her is something afar, every person who looks at her will never see the light again". I growled dangerously staring into his eyes, my anger palpable. "No one dares to touch what's mine, and you've touched MY MAN. Do you expect me to smile at you? Nah! Darling. I'll make sure that these filthy hands never touch Him again". I gritted my teeth leaving her wrist with a jerk. ~Where madly obsession exists~ ♡ Hug me so tight that all of my broken pieces will fall into place! My demons kneel in front of you! ♡ Tune in to know! What happens when Ahad Qureshi meets Inaya Khan? Their unexpected forced marriage! Two people with immense power and hidden unhealed scars. Will they overcome their fears and fall for each other? Will their Love bloom or cease as a mere ruthless obsession? Where who fell first and who fell harder doesn't matter! All that matters is, THEY BELONG TO EACH OTHER. Join this marvellous journey, and tune in to know what happens? When fury meets rage! When Fire meets Ice! 🥇 in Sarvottam awards! #1 in Peace [15/2/25] #1 in Islamic [3/4/25]

Hello everyone🌷🌷 This is my first story which i am gonna write . If any grammatical error occurs please do forgive. Story contains feminine empowerment , rivalry, action , guilt , hate to love and dark romance with immense love , care and mutual respect. . . . . . . Here we have male character Achintya rathore Williams is 28 years old ceo of Williams group . He is billionaire with Strong influence in dark world but he never kills any innocent. He is half indian and American his mother was indian but father was American He lost his father during his childhood He was raised by his mother who started running her husband's bussiness after his death He is very rude personality with dark aura , 6.2 ft tall with sharp facial features , well toned body , sexy abs and shoulder. He can make any girl to drool over him . . . . Female character Shrinika shivaay is Strong female character She is 25 years old working women who is coo of highfly Airways. She is highly talented , great devotee of radhekrishna, maa durga ,mahadev and maata mahalakshmi. She is qualified sword fighter with the grace of maa durga . She doesn't fears anyone except God She is very beautiful whenever she smiles it feels like lotus is blooming . She looks very feminine Her dance ability is excellent. She is woman of honor . Her height is 5.7 with great feminine figure . . . Shrinika ×Achintya 🌷 Shrinika told him very angrily that who the hell is that bitch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . Achnitya eyes were flashing with anger . He held her by shoulders very tightly , making continuous stares into her eyes . Then he spoke who the hell u r to say something like that to her who had saved by life 2 years ago ............. She is love of my life and I will never love someone like you You are golddigger for me and nothing else After hearing his harsh words for herself .Tears started flowing from her eyes

Mythology, history are very interesting to listen...... but what will happen if a character of history land into the 21st century....... ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● { a character from dwapar yug discover himself in●● kaliyug} ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● 》》》》》》》》》》》》《《《《《《《《《《《 "You're Karna ??? you lived in ARYAVART !!! " Krisha asked and the person in front nodded. Krisha sighed 'wow this guy is so into the story Mahabharata. that he imagined himself as Karna ' Krisha thought. "So you think you're Karna ?? from Mahabharata?? " Krisha asked again. "What Mahabharata?? and I'm not thinking, I'm karna , I told you I came here accidentally, after an explosion " he uttered Krisha don't know how she react , this guy is really mentally sick . she only let out a sigh ......... 》》》》》》》》》》》》》《《《《《《《《《《《 (A complete fanfiction )

Hey all.. This is a fanfiction of our very own.. Manna-Ashwinkumar Manni-Sivaangi Two souls who were in love drifted apart due to some circumstances.. Life rifted them apart and kept them 15,000km away.. Will they meet again? Will they find solace in Each other? Let's wait for the kadavul setting? VENPANI💜❄️.. He is like a desert(introvert) who longs for love. She is like a flower(magic) who showers only love. Who will be the magical snow which will bring some moisture in the barren desert.. Who will be the Rain which makes flowers bloom in desert? Do read the story and find out.

"By the grace of Gods, I want you to seek a husband for me who embodies the epitome of eternal strength. He should be a man who is not only the most magestic warrior, capable of vanquishing any foe but also the most handsome, with a countenance that rivals the Gods themselves. His power must be endless, unyielding in the face of adversity, while his loyalty must surpass all else. And who would be bound to Ishwar with unbreakable devotion. I DESIRE TO MARRY THE MOST POWERFUL BEING OF THE UNIVERSE." (SANKARSHAN PRIYA) In this realm where time bends and Gods walk among mortals, The divine feminine always comes with the desire to unite with the divine masculine. Ksheer sagar... Naaglakshmi... Jyotismati... Revati... Urmila...... She manifested herself in different forms and different timelines, but with only one aim. The aim which lead her to embark on eras of penance. And that penance, which could dilute the mighty kaalchalra (wheel of time) by making her travel across it to meet her aim.... Her eternal twin flame.... The love of her soul... Her Lord Adishesh Ananat. As centuries pass and civilizations rise and fall, will her devotion endure? And when she finally encounter her divine beloved, will their love transcend the boundaries of mortality and divinity, or will it be lost to the sands of time?

Have you ever read your own history? The culture we come from. The bloodline we were descended from? Even before caste and religion were part of an ancient India there were only two kinds of people. Shaivas and Vaishnavas. But even before them were Suras and Asuras. But have you ever wondered from which of them we came from? The gods? Or the demons? One such story is our 'DESTINED TO FATE' where in all this stuck a girl who didn't believe in any of this but believed only in facts. But what if her blood and ancestry are beyond the facts? Come join the story of 'SHIVALI' as she discovers her roots, god, enemies and mostly love amidst all these.

𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. ✿✿✿✿✿ Welcome to the world of Aryans where family is placed before money or power. Here is love, here is hate, here is pain and here is the cure. The Rajputs. Rajput is more than just a name. It has a history of more than hundreds of years. The valour, the strength and the power to survive and win the darkest and hardest battle runs in their blood. Even after hundreds of years their blood holds the same valour, the same spirit which can cut an enemy into pieces. Carrying the Rajputana blood in their veins are The Aryans. The Mafia Clan led by the Rajput brothers. The powerful mafia and the more powerful men. With the faces of the great Greek Gods they are the walking Lucifers in the daylight and an alive Satan in the deep darkness of the night. Being in the Mafia and being the part of highest royalty they are worshipped like gods by their subjects. The gods who are the only makers and destroyers of the large and fertile land of 'Khashiq' a city which is hidden by the eyes of common people of the country. Even after 75 years of independence the government is afraid to set a foot inside this deep sea of death. The air of khashiq holds the smell of dead, blood and cries of innocents and sinners. In the land of darkness entered three innocent souls, one being ambitious who had to sacrifice, the second being musical who had to stay quiet and the third being the purest but had to turn filthy. They are the wives of three elder Rajput brothers who know everything but to love. Tainting the pious relationship of a husband and wife they break their wife in such a way that now nothing can pull the three souls out of that darkness, a darkness which is darker than the world of the Aryans.

------------------------------------------------------- The Blessing of the Moon: The Pandava's Sister is a reimagining of the great Mahabharata, where destiny takes an unexpected turn. In the exile of King Pandu, he and his two wives, Kunti and Madri, live in solitude with their five sons. The arrival of a letter from Hastinapur announces the birth of a daughter in the Kaurav family, stirring Pandu's longing for a daughter of his own. On the very same night, in a twist of fate, Pandu finds a mysterious baby girl near the river, glowing under the moonlight. She is an incarnation of the Goddess Lakshmi, a divine being whose radiant presence brings prosperity, joy, and peace to all who encounter her. She is the sister of the Pandavas, a being who is both part of their bloodline and a divine blessing. As she grows, she becomes an embodiment of positive energy, capable of sensing the hearts of those around her. She changes the lives of the Pandavas, bringing love, light, and balance. Her connection to Lord Krishna, her blessings, and the bond she shares with her brothers form a unique and powerful thread throughout this tale of fate, family, and divine intervention. Follow the journey of Padmakshi, Shrivanya, and Kanvika (the names by which she is known), as she navigates her destiny in the world of gods and mortals, intertwining with the legendary Pandavas, and plays a key role in the epic saga of the Mahabharata. -------------------------------------------------------

What if Sita wasn't just a kidnapped princess but the heir of Lanka-a secret Ravana took to his grave? They built a golden cage and called it a kingdom. They gave her a crown and called it love. They burned her name and called it justice. They thought she would kneel. But they forgot-Sita was never theirs to break. When Ayodhya turns its back on her, Sita does the one thing no queen before her has dared: she walks away. But the gods aren't done with her yet. The moment she crosses into the wilds, she hears it-Lanka still calls her name. The kingdom her so-called husband burned to the ground. The throne Ravana died protecting. The power sealed inside her blood, waiting to be claimed. Lanka still whispers her name. The whispers say she was never meant to be Ram's queen. She was meant to rule this. But she's not the only one chasing the ruins of Lanka. Ram, the golden boy of Ayodhya, the king who let her burn, now a man unmade-haunted, hollow, and willing to tear the heavens apart to get her back. He was once the god who swore to protect her. Now, he walks the path of forbidden magic, his devotion twisted into something darker, something unholy. He should be her past, her mistake, her ruin. But he watches her like he still owns her. Like he'll destroy the world before he lets her go. A war brewing between mortals and gods. A prophecy that demands blood. They want her to be a pawn. A symbol. A sacrifice. Too bad. Sita is done playing by their rules. Now, she's here to rewrite the story. And this time, the fire belongs to her. For fans of secret royalty, enemies-to-lovers tension, morally gray heroine