Radha Stories

(From Radha's point of view) The curse of Shreedama has torn me from Krishna's embrace. For 100 years, I remain here, on this Earth. Bound by pain ,yet held back by the strength of our love. The Melody of Love is my story, a story full of love, pain, agony, mischief and affection. As each year passes, I feel Krishna's essence surrounding me. Guiding me through each step. Deep in my heart , I know he promises me of reuniting with me in Golok once this life passes.

Eldest daughter of Krishn and Rukmini Chief princess of Dwaraka This is her story. DISCLAIMER:::::::::::: this story is just something i made up in my head i do not mean to hurt anyone's religious views and this is purely fictional so please forgive me if i hurt you're sentiments or you're grammar skills because english is not my first language and also if i see anyone trying to copy or even slightly stealing my book or idea or characters i will SUE I belong to a family of lawyers all kind of them so beware thanksss! loads of love jai rukminikrishn! 🩷🩷🩷

Its a story of Jatila and Kutila.

What if our collective dreams had come true? What if Krishna had really taken Radha with him and ran away from Mathura itself? This novel explores a story that will never happen. Come find out: Who wins this game of life - the God of Destiny, or the Destiny of the God? Note: I will have to shift around a bit of Vyasa's work to make this work, so bear with me. Thank you for reading! <3 Note: This work does not make use of GenAI tools in any shape or form on account of my strong belief that the use of such tools is a sacrilegious betrayal to human nature itself. Hence, if you are looking for such content, please feel free to not interact with my work. Thanks! :)

Two souls. One unwanted marriage. One believes that marriage is a promise meant to be honored; the other refuses to even know the name of the person she's bound to. To the world, they are Smriti, the Queen of Cricket and Jemimah, the rising star of the game. But off the field, Smriti hides a secret that tugs at her heart every day... while Jemimah finds herself falling for her idol, never realizing that the woman she admires is already her wife. A story of unspoken vows, dreams, and destiny where love finds its way, even through the boundaries of silence.

· • -- ٠ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 ٠ -- • · He died, his breath stolen by the battlefield, his eyes closing in a final surrender. Karna lay there, lifeless and broken. But in the void of nothingness, a voice whispered softly in his ear. "I will give you another chance." The voice, melodious and calm, echoed through the shadows. "A final chance, Ashwatthama. But you won't remember, only see." · • -- · • -- · • -- ٠ ✤ ٠ -- • · -- • · -- • · Far away, Krishna, the boy with the peacock feather, watched with a knowing smile, distant from the two older boys. Another chance had been given. A chance to rewrite the deadliest war, to avoid the bloodshed. He hoped this time, the son of the Sun wouldn't set. He prayed the ansh of Mahadev wouldn't bring destruction. And above all, he wished his elder cousin wouldn't be broken. "Bhrata Duryodhan," he thought with a faint smile, "I heard your last plea." · • -- · • -- · • -- ٠ ✤ ٠ -- • · -- • · -- • · Elsewhere, a bond blossomed between two boys with piercing gazes, arrows sharper than needles, and grins as bright as the sun. But when obstacles arose, their resolve was tested. "What are you?" His eyes widened in disbelief. "I am a human." Confusion clouded his voice. "Y-You are a... Kshatriya!" He stammered, his voice trembling. "I am not a Kshatriya." Anger simmered beneath the surface. Was their friendship already in the ruins? · • -- · • -- · • -- ٠ ✤ ٠ -- • · -- • · -- • · "Fate has given another chance, and he is watching us. We are unaware that destiny is changing for love." · • -- · • -- · • -- ٠ ✤ ٠ -- • · -- • · -- • · 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: Irregular updates. This is a BL story. 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: Cover by @Scarlett__World

She was only a month old when her life was cursed. Born into a new family where she is... Unwanted by her father's side just because she was a girl. But on her mother's side, and in her village, she was cherished like a blessing. And above all, she was protected by him Yashaswini was never meant to be in Kaliyug. But one day her destiny changed. She grows up in a world where she doesn't have her real family... except for Rudransh, her childhood best friend, who left his own family, his world, and his yuga just to protect her in an age where dharma is lost, where a girl's voice is doubted, and girls are taught to be silent, soft, and small. ‿︵‿︵‿୨ ୧‿︵‿︵‿ ⚠️This is a work of fiction inspired by our history. It is not in its original scripture and is not intended for anyone's beliefs or feelings. Please do not copy, repost, or use any part without permission. I have changed the real plot of Mahabharata 📸Pic credits: Pinterest

The demigods participating in the greatest battles of all times fought for the duty of the warrior class had achieved unparalleled fame of their lifetime in the end . But the world was yet unknown of one of them who fought without getting much attention. The son of Lord Varuna and one of his wives despite being a God lived the life of a mortal while a mortal from the dark ages gets the opportunity to rediscover the legend himself living the life of the God. Let's join the journey of a commoner of future as he turns the epic according to his own terms playing the role of an unexplored warrior .

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

"You are going to have to marry her." "What kind of person are you?" "I will never accept you."

𝑆𝑂𝑀𝐸 𝑆𝑂𝑅𝑇 𝑂𝐹 𝑊𝐼𝑍𝐴𝐷𝑅𝑌 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐴𝑇 𝑃𝐿𝐴𝑌!! 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑉𝐼𝐿𝐿𝐴𝐺𝐸𝑅𝑆 𝑊𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝑀𝐸𝑅𝑅𝐼𝐸𝑅 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑁𝐴𝑇𝑈𝑅𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝑂𝐾𝐸𝐷 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐿𝐼𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑁 𝑈𝑆𝑈𝐴𝐿. 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐼 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑆𝑈𝑅𝐸 𝐼𝑇 𝐻𝐴𝐷 𝑆𝑂𝑀𝐸𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑇𝑂 𝐷𝑂 𝑊𝐼𝑇𝐻 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐴𝑅𝑅𝐼𝑉𝐴𝐿 𝑂𝐹 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑇 𝐵𝐿𝑈𝐸 𝐸𝑁𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝑅𝑂𝑀 𝐺𝑂𝐾𝑈𝐿!!

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Hello everyone This is my new story "Divine Love" This story will not be like my others it will show the pure love of Radha Krishn .. this shows the true love of Radha Krishn tied into a marital bond full of love .. I really hope you like it .. Please do not give any hate comments this is just a fan fiction.. Stay tuned ♥️

Meet the eternal residents of Vrindavana. In the Time when Radhika and her Shyam lived and loved! Cover Credit - @Shivajaaa

Some lovestory do not belong to just one lifetime... they transcend time itself. Aadya believes she is just an ordinary girl, living in the present-until the past starts pulling her back. Fragments of a forgotten time, flashes of another life.... The pain, the betrayal, the love-they all feel too real. But she doesn't remember everything. Then she meets Devansh. He is different. He knows her far too well, as if he has lived this story before. Because he has. Unlike Aadya, he remembers everything. Their past, their separation, and the truth she has yet to uncover. As Aadya begins slipping between timelines, caught between the past and present, she must uncover the mystery of her own existence. Is history repeating itself, or is this their chance to change fate? A story of love, time travel, and a bond that defies destiny itself.

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my feelings by @varia1291

When a common woman visits the kingdom of the divine, she is unaccepting of the fact that the entire universe can love this cowherd boy turned king. Come and experience the journey of our "un-named" protagonist who accuses, alleges, questions, fights and finally falls for the divine! [ This will be a full length story divided in chapters ] Happy Reading. Radhe Radhe ❤️

In these lines, Madhavi-unpenned alias of 19-year-old Krishnanshika-weaves the tapestry of faith. It is whispered not to the world but directly in the ears of Krishna himself. Here you find the sharp vulnerability of a young devotee dealing with all the complexities of life.