Krishnavataram
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The fourth wife of Krishna.
Story of how hate and love stand on thin string.
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Reborn in the age of Pandavas, I am a sister they never knew. A mischievous child with a fearless heart, caught in a war written centuries before my birth. Can one girl change the course of an epic?? Rankings. Laxmi -1🥇 Laxminarayan -1🥇 Krishna -3🥉 Do not copy my story work if I got to know then that story will be reported. Thank you hope you enjoy this story.Complete
The Quite between storms
A sister left behind by the one who was her life. A brahmin who lost everything. Become each others peace
The dream made him feel alive The dream which he went to sleep every other night The dream that made him fall in love The dream showed him his reality And finally, the dream is nothing but her. She is his as much as he is hers, He only cools down in her presence, whereas he heats hers. God made her for him, and the same god sent her to him. He knows her throughout his life, whereas she only knows him as others have described. Will the dream survive reality, or will it perish? Witness the story that tries to combine one's heart with one's heart to make a life out of it. ________________________________________________________________ Updates: Mon - Sat @ 6 PM IST unless mentioned otherwise
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