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what happens when a girl in Kaliyuga who considers Krishna as her sakha time travels to dwapur yuga to help her sakha. let's join her in this story.

This is the story of Devi Subhadra, the most Pampered princess of the aryavart. Favoured by Krishna and balarama Parthejaya Abhimanyu's mother. Second Part- Balaram's Poorna

This story is about AshtaMahishi If I made any mistake then plzz forgive me and tell me about right and wrong. My Grammer is weak but I will try to give eng substitute. And post 1- 2 chapter in weak

Her hair, a cascade of raven waves, flows like the ocean's endless rhythm, each strand mirroring the ebb and flow of the sea she was born from. Her eyes, the most enchanting shade of seafoam green, hold the mystery of the deepest waters - calm yet fathomless, gentle yet fierce. When she smiles, it is as if the world itself is bathed in light, the sun rising from behind a darkened sky. Even the hardest of icebergs would melt in the warmth of her gaze. Her presence is a symphony of nature itself, a reflection of the oceans, the winds, and the skies - beautiful, powerful, and unyielding. She was Padmaja, the princess of the Trivandhya alliance, born of land and sea, the youngest of the great Trivandhya empire. She was the princess of Saurashtra, her roots deep in the soil of the sacred land, yet her heart belonged to the boundless waves. She was Mahalakshmi herself, the eternal consort of Krishna, born of the lotus and the ocean, of grace and strength. She was the one who shared his burdens, who wiped his tears and lent him a shoulder to lean on when the weight of the world became too heavy. The divine protector, the guiding hand for those who faltered, Padmaja was the mother goddess of the universe, the Sarva Swamini - the all-mother, the one who embraced all in her arms, offering love, protection, and wisdom. To the Pandavas, she was not just a figure of power but their savior, their guide, and their unwavering protector. She was the strength that bolstered their resolve and the heart that healed their wounds. She was the embodiment of compassion and power, the very force that balanced the cosmos. In her, the world found solace, in her, the divine found its purpose. She was the dawn, the moonlit night, the sun's warmth - both the protector and the protector's light. And no matter the storm, no matter the darkness that loomed, Padmaja, the princess of land and sea, would always rise - a beacon of hope, an eternal mother to all.

Each day was a procession of adulation, a symphony of bowed heads and reverent whispers. Every ruler, be it a chieftain, a king or an emperor, all knelt before her, their eyes filled with a reverence that bordered on worship. The world saw in her a goddess, a savior, a beacon of hope. But in the quiet of her chambers, Krishneshwari felt like a mere mortal. For thousands of years, the land of Aryavart had groaned under the weight of oppression, its people mere shadows of their former selves. Finally she came, like a dawn breaking through the night. Her birth was met with a collective sigh of relief, as if the earth itself exhaled after ages of holding its breath. But Shukracharya's cruel curse shrouds her memory, leaving her a mortal adrift in a world she commands. The Asuras seek her demise, while Shri Krishna is forbidden to see her, lest she perish. A story of the making of Rajadhirajendrakumari, the princess of the greatest kings, the most clever woman who would ever walk the earth, the story of Krishneshwari, the tritiya manav-avatar of Harihareshwari.

Who was she? Many years before the bloodshed of kurukshetra war, there was a princess who captivated the heart of the undefeated warrior. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Man: No matter, how but I will get you! Woman-1: You! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Woman-2: I don't want to talk with you now. Come later. Woman-1: Your husband bring me to serve you! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Woman-3: Mother! You are also going to leave me alone? Woman-1:*mysterious smiles* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The prince of Indraprasth, The princess of Dwarka. Incarnation of Lord Nara, Incarnation of Devi Vishnumaya. The undying and glorious sage of love and sacrifice between Kaunteya Parth and Krishnaanuja Subhadra. The story of true love which remained unsung but never forgotten. Book-2 of "Krishnaanuja" series! Cover credit- @me_idnsd

Duryodhana and Bhanumati's Enigmatic Bond The suyodhana that the world doesn't know The suyodhana who loves his queen, his wife. his world The eldest Gandharinandan who was just an innocent child thrown into the poltics of the world he was too young to distinguish what was dhrama and adharama The child who has yearned to parental love in childhood who's mind got blinded with jealousy way before he could understand what it was The child who was Casted into Life's Cruel Abyss what will happen when he will get the love he yearned for from someone who's soul was meant to be with him together forever but Destiny weaves its tapestry

•MONTHLY UPDATES• ➳𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐬 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 •❅───✧❅✦❅✧───❅• What happens when you love someone but that someone is from another time, the urge to soothe their pain & giving them our share of happiness and bearing pain of their share Surrounded by unsupportive people, they grew up in this world with eachother's love, support, the four Kaliyugi sisters were devoteed to the men who were not in this yuga The Almighty decided to change the history just because of them, but they are not any normal devotees, they are very important people All of them are important in different ways, for them the God himself changes the flow of time 𝗝𝗼𝗶𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗢𝗳 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗞𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘆𝘂𝗴𝗶 𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗧𝗼 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗿𝗮 𝗢𝗳 𝗠𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿, 𝗠𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗕𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗔

In the shadow of a legendary feud, where ancient rivalries simmer, a hidden truth awaits. Beneath the surface of animosity and pride, a tangles web of emotions threatens to upend the fate of sworn enemies. As the winds of destiny sweep them towards towards a distant shore, the lines between loyalty, duty and desire begin to blur. Will the masks that shroud their hearts be shred, or will the weight of tradition crush the whispers of their souls? In a world where love dare not speak its name, can the flame of forbidden passion illuminate a path to redemption, or will they be reduced to ashes by the unforgiving tides of society, fate, destiny and world? An incident started with mistake, walked with unknown Temptation, ended with Endearment.