Devotee Stories

INDIAN ROMANCE 🦢🪷🐚 #Top 1 in India - 29/1/26 #Top 2 in India-28/1/26 #Top 3 in India-4/9/25 "The most unexpected things come to us when we least expect it." Yash showed up in Aarya's life only to love her without expecting anything but Aarya? She was not ready to believe in the word "Love." YASH OBEROI a famous actor and AARYA SHARMA a simple interned doctor and single mom. Will Aarya give Yash a chance? Will fate bring them together? Or will Yash break Aarya's heart like everyone else? ✰ Raghav was Aarya's worst nightmare. The man she thought would love her ended up hurting her beyond repair. But Yash? He was the prince charming. Where raghav caged her, Yash would set himself on fire just to keep her warm. He would love Aarya till his last breath. But would Aarya be able to love yash back? Her trust in love was completely gone with the men she meet in her life. Everytime she gave love a chance they broke her and now she stopped believing in love. ✰ Until one day when Yash's emotions took over him and he made a mistake of marrying Aarya. His reputation was at stake and they had to keep this marriage a secret. The Film industry would drag him down once they get to know that he's married to a widow with a child. Unknown to Yash that the only faceless girl he fell in love with that day was none other than the girl he'd married accidentally. Their story was written by God and fate played it's role.The long lost Princess of Jaipur who had no idea that she was a princess and the famous Actor. How will their story take turns?

This is a telugu story. I will try to give translations and try to write most of the story in english and don't think it is a story of radha krishna. It is a normal story and a beautiful art written by destiny. I am a new telugu author and it is my first story hope you all support me

She was once a Gopika of Dwaparyuga, born again in Kaliyug for a purpose she does not yet know. She doesn't remember who she truly is. Her past is hidden, her divine self forgotten. And yet... every beat of her heart, every breath she takes, carries the memory of a love that never left her. Somewhere deep inside, her soul still calls for Krishna. Even when her mind has no memory, her love remembers. Will she ever remember who she was? Or will love guide her before memory does?

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A Love story where Lord Krishna comes in disguised form to save his Devotee ❤️

We all know the story, Holika sat amidst fire with Prahlad on her lap, and was burned to death while her nephew survived. A look into her thoughts before the events unfolded.

*This work is an Imaginative Story and I don't want to hurt any religious Sentiments* This Story is About a Girl named Kalyani.... she is an 8 year old Girl... who is an Ardent devotee of lord Ayyappan... her life was Filled with Hurdles and Sadness... until One day when the Lord Decided to meet her.... Swami Sharanam 🙏🙏❤️✨

July, 1983. That's when I first saw them. The five men that would become my focus for most of my life. Duran Duran. Each fan of this particular band has their own personal story to tell, whether it be short, or long. This is my tale. My fandom experiences from my perspective. How this band has affected my life. Probably forever.

JUST WANT TO SREAD SPIRITUALITY AMONG PEOPLE TOWARDS RADHAKRISHNA

Amelia was a chubby girl, with rosy cheeks and a contagious laughter that could light up a room. But behind her smile lay a yearning that consumed her thoughts, shaping the very fabric of her existence. She suffered from apotemnophilia-an overwhelming desire to be an amputee. For years, Amelia harbored this secret in silence, exploring her desires through hidden online communities and the depths of her imagination. She longed to experience the world in a way that defied societal norms, to shed the confines of her able-bodiedness and embrace a different reality. It was a dangerous desire, one that danced perilously close to tragedy. And then, fate intervened with a cruel twist. On a dark and stormy night, Amelia found herself trapped within the wreckage of a tragic car accident. The screams of twisted metal and shattering glass echoed in her ears as her life hung in the balance. When she woke in the sterile confines of a hospital room, she discovered that her secret desire had become a horrifying reality-

The true story of one man and one woman living life against the odds.

In letters... My life, love and lessons My all in letters... For world Mine and yours For universe For you and me...

What's more melodious than Krishna's flute?

This is the sequel to the story Kayadhu Kalyaan (Book 1 of VishnuBhakti series). Do read it before reading this book. In the heart of the infernal realm, where shadows dance and fear reign supreme, a child is born. He is the heir to the Demon King, a creature of darkness and malice. Yet, this child is different. Instead of inheriting his father's cruelty, he is drawn to the light, to the divine. The Demon King, enraged by his son's defiance, vows to destroy him. A clash between the forces of light and darkness unfolds. Will the child's devotion be enough to overcome his father's wrath? Or will the demon king's reign of terror continue unchecked?

A girl named Clary lives in a small town in la... She is on the outside of the town next to a field where kids loved to play she did not mind it as she is in her 20s but one day they did not come back before sunset. Clary goes and looks around in the field an finds something she would never expect (A/N this is a Brendon Urie fic but not bad.. also I am doing Brendon's POV and Clary's POV)

"Oye, Miss Arrogant," he said, standing in front of her now, "can you stop showing your attitude for one minute and act like a normal person?" Devanshi slowly turned her head. Her gaze met his-steady, sharp. "Before giving others advice," she said calmly, "shouldn't you try applying it to your own life, Mr. Slow?" Rudraksh blinked. Mr... Slow? "What did you just call me?" he asked, disbelief clear. Rudraksh Bhatt lives in the quiet shadow of the ancient Shiva temple on the city's edge. Unemployed by choice and untethered from the grind of modern life, he wakes each day not to alarm clocks but to temple bells. His world is incense smoke, sacred chants, and the silent presence of Mahadev, his only master. To the outside world, he is a drifter. To himself, he is a seeker-of truth, of peace, and perhaps unknowingly, of purpose. Devanshi Rathore is the opposite-a force of nature in high heels. As the CEO of Rathore Enterprises, one of India's fastest-rising tech conglomerates, she has fought tooth and nail in boardrooms built by men and tradition. Feared, respected, envied-she walks a tightrope between power and loneliness, between empire and emptiness. When fate entwines a wandering devotee with a woman of steel, sparks fly-not just of conflict, but of transformation. He sees through her armor. She challenges his detachment. One believes in surrender, the other in control. But both, in their own way, are lost. What happens when Shiva's devotee meets the empress of ambition?

Fragments of my imagination, put together in words, framed in one shots...