Mahabharata Stories

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.

This is the story of two assassins, who travel back in time to the era of the Mahabharata..... ----------- Dishita and Aditya, two master assassins, while retrieving a drive of prime importance, fall off from a mountain's cliff. When they wake up, they find themselves entangled in the era of the Mahabharata. One is curious, while the other is cautious. One is playful, while the other is serious. One is carefree, while the other is organised. One is an extrovert, while the is an introvert. One thinks from heart, while the other thinks from brain. One is mischevious, while the other is mysterious. Both are one another's strength and weakness. When destiny has different things on hold for them, how will the brother-sister duo manage to stand shoulder-to-shoulder despite the obstacles and problems they face??? Read on to find out what destiny had in store for them.......... ------- It is pure work of fiction, inspired from the great epic The Mahabharata. I don't intend to hurt anybody's religious sentiments. -----------

She was never meant to change history. Only to witness it. Carried into the world of the Mahabharata, Gangadatta finds herself living among princes, rivalries, and unspoken rules that decide a person's worth. As skill is weighed against birth and loyalties are forged in unexpected ways, she watches moments unfold that will one day become legend. This is not a retelling of the epic, but a story that moves quietly beside it - through glances, silences, and choices made before fate takes its final shape.

When Prakriti herself become the part of great epic story of Mahabharata where she fight for the righteousness (dharm) along with Pandavas. Lets see how the story change due to her intervention. (Arjuna love story/OC) Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, some scenes are from Mahabharata and some are my original ideas which has my copyright. So don't copy my ideas or concept in any form. -------------------------- Cover credits : @GoldenUnseenGraphics

One daughter born of fire. One born of lotus. Two destinies tied together. This is the story no bard ever sang... the story of the sister history forgot."

In the sacred city of Kashi, where every dawn whispers the name of Mahadev, a girl named Shravika grows up believing she is ordinary. She is not. On her seventeenth birthday, a single moment shatters everything she knows. A temple door opens... not into stone and silence, but into Kailash itself. Into the presence of gods who do not welcome her as a devotee but claim her as their own creation. Born from the essence of Mahadev and Parvati, Shravika was never meant to live a mortal life. She was divided at birth, her existence split between worlds, her destiny hidden even from herself. Now, the truth stands before her, vast and unrelenting. She has a purpose. But purpose comes with a cost. Trained under divine eyes and guided by Krishna himself, Shravika learns more than strength. She learns of dharma, of war, and of a future that is already in motion. A future she is bound to enter... the Mahabharata. Yet, there is a cruel flaw in her fate. She remembers fragments of what is to come. Glimpses of danger. Echoes of tragedy. But never enough to change everything. Only enough to suffer. Placed among the Pandavas, bound in a marriage she did not choose but didn't deny either, Shravika is no longer just a witness to history. She becomes a part of it. Every decision she makes carries weight. Every silence demands sacrifice. If she interferes too much, she risks shattering the very fabric of dharma. If she does nothing, she must watch destiny unfold... knowing what it will cost. Caught between divine will and human emotion, between knowledge and helplessness, Shravika walks a path no one was meant to endure. Because some wars are not fought with weapons. They are fought within. And in a story where even the gods do not interfere freely, one question remains- If you knew the future... would you have the strength to let it happen?

A flute she should not have heard. A world she was never meant to enter. And a man whose smile feels far too familiar. When Arohi Sharma finds herself drawn into the ancient city of Dwarka, she realizes some stories are far more dangerous than legends ever warned. Especially the ones written by destiny itself.

Herstory An anthology by Nidhi. Some figures have been written about for thousands of years. And still, sometimes, the way they are remembered is not the way they were. This is my voice, offered to theirs. The ones I grew up hearing about, and the ones I had to come back to. In my own time. In my own way.

In a world where the ancient legends of the Mahabharata are just stories whispered through the ages, Aaradhya, a brilliant and skeptical archaeologist, uncovers a hidden prophecy that might change everything she thought she knew about history. When she is thrust into an unexpected journey to unravel the truth behind an ancient curse, Aaradhya is joined by a team of unlikely companions, including the sharp and mysterious officer Vira, who holds more secrets than she lets on. As they venture deeper into an unexplored cave, the team faces dangerous puzzles, ancient trials, and a web of deception that forces them to question everything they've ever believed about the past. But there's more at stake than just their survival. The deeper they go, the more the team realizes that the past and present are linked, and the curse that reincarnates ancient warriors could mean the end of their world. a curse that is already in fruition. four warriors have arrived from the past to the present. As the puzzles get deadlier, the stakes rise higher. Aaradhya and Vira's constantly clashing personalities give way to something more complex, a bond neither can deny, but both are too proud to admit. And when the truth about who they really are finally surfaces, it will change everything they thought they knew about loyalty, destiny, and love. This is a slow burn, enemiestolovers story, with deep plot of our history and a bit of forbidden romance... so if you love ancient histories bought to life and presented with a new perspective , well you're in for a ride!!

They say history celebrates its heroes, remembers its villains, and erases its 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔. But nothing erased stays hidden. Mistakes are meant to burn. Suffocate. Ache. They coil around the finger until it bleeds-or are carried by a yuga-but they never stay buried. An ordinary girl, Tarika Singh, entered Dwaparyug-and learned fire does not always burn. Sometimes- The scorching heat is Karn, the abandoned giver. The silent flare is Yudhishthir, the puppet of dharma. The cackling flame is Bheem, the weapon of vengeance. The curling smoke is Arjun, the dancer of battlefields. The biting spark is Nakul, the healer of destruction. The glowing coal is Sahdev, the foreseer of destiny. They say, fear the villains. As if they began it all. As if the world were not threads - pulled, twisted, strangled - each cutting the other. Some thread tightens like Duryodhan, desperate for the crown. Some knots itself like Dushasan, loyal until he forgets where he ends. Some loosens itself like Vikarn, questioning even the blood in his veins. It is law...threads burn when touched by flame. Only she decides whether they bind or snap. But She is no longer Tarika here. And the myth is no longer myth. 𝑨𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒂. Friend to the kauravas. Sister to the pandavas. Daughter of the sun. The ruiner... or the redeemer? It depends on who tells the tale. Because, To hear of the Mahabharata is one thing. To live it, surrounded by unknown faces, is another. Among the 'unknown', two men became her world, standing beside her, one like a vow, the other like a sin. Both willing to fall, if it meant she would not stand alone. "I wonder if the stars are jealous- they've never been looked at the way I look at her." "If the gods made her... perhaps they aren't so useless after all." ▪previously titled as Threads of Flames

Death comes in many forms and sometimes, you are your own death. This quote is true for the enigmatic Shridhara who lays in his bathtub bleeding from his wrists as he stares at the glowing lights. People say in life, famous parents lead to ease life, but it is nothing but false for overburden, no free will to live is just choking. And the only way, he figured that he would finally achieve peace was by dying and joining with Lord Shiva for he had heard that after death you either merge with that one supreme or reincarnate or live the life of a ghost. But what he wouldn't expect was reincarnation especially in a time where he could adapt quite well and become strong fulfilling the ancient prophecy but is it truly the first time he has reincarnated? Well, the story will tell us more. Welcome to the journey of Shridhara the devotee of Shiva and the reincarnated warrior who is hellbent on changing fate by hook or by crook to make Dharma even stronger. HAR HAR MAHADEV

After a tragic death in the modern world, Tara is given a second chance at life. Reborn through a sacred fire in the kingdom of Panchala, she finds herself surrounded by the legendary figures of the Mahabharata-King Drupada, Draupadi, Dhrishtadyumna, and Shikhandi. With only fragments of her past memories remaining, Tara must navigate a world of destiny, family, love, and war while discovering her true purpose. Will she be able to change fate, or will she become a part of the epic story she once knew only as a legend?

Rudra is a rogue. An orphan surviving on the ruthless streets of Devnagari, he lives by his wits and a clever hand that slips into rich men's pockets. He believes in nothing, least of all the gods. To him, if gods existed, the streets wouldn't be filled with starving children. He steals to feed the helpless, playing the outlaw Robin Hood of his slums. But destiny doesn't care about his skepticism. After a brutal clash to save a helpless mother, Rudra catches the eye of an enigmatic old hermit-none other than Guru Kripacharya, the immortal master from the epic Mahabharata. Rudra is shocked to learn that three universe-shattering weapons-the Brahmastra, the Vaishnavastra, and the Raudrastra-reincarnated as human souls in the modern world. And an ancient Asura has risen to hunt them down. Guided by Kripacharya and accompanied by Ishani-a fierce girl harboring her own mystical secrets-Rudra must find the other immortals, Ashwatthama and Sage Pippalada, to protect the realms. But how can a street thief protect the universe when he refuses to believe in the very gods who chose him? An epic fusion of ancient Hindu mythology, high-stakes urban fantasy, and a thrilling anti-hero journey. New chapters weekly!

Abhimanyu, the son of the legendary Gandivadhari and princess of Dwaraka, along with his maternal cousins, encounters a colony of Asuras. While there, he meets a few trapped hermits and sages. Following the escape from those demons, he spends extended time with them, but doesn't realise that they are his exiled family and the one he connected to was his Father Arjuna, whom he had yearned to meet for years. This is a story, recounting a fictional circumstance about a son and his father and the trials faced by both during their time together and after. ~~~ || Om Namo Bhagwate Vasudevay || ~~~ This is a complete work of fiction and not meant to hurt any of the readers' sentiments.

"I am the eldest daughter in law of the Kurus and barring my husbands and sons, I await their complete annihilation." "Draupadi please don't do this, please don't say this." "Why?" "Because I am the eldest daughter in law of the Kurus" A Mahabharat time travel fanfic. KarnaxOC pairing

A series of unrelated writing, prose and verse.

"Janardhana." Kaalindi had been His Leela Shakti through it all, He smiled, His eyes meeting Hers, both ever appearing as One, even to Arjuna, who had been there for their reunion. Krishna knew He was radiating the essence of His Paratattva, but in the presence of His Kaalindi, there was nothing else that He could do. She made Him energetic, made Him Leeladhari, She arose from His left side, and She would always be One with Him. Parama-ananda Rupini. She who is of the form of every happiness in the Universe. ***** Kalindi, the daughter of Vivasvan Aditya, the Sun God, was performing Ghor Tapasya to marry Her Eternal Lord, Sri Krishna, whose Leela She Herself embodied. Having become a celestial river, She purified even the worst of sins by the mere touch of Her waters. When the Pandavas arrive at Khandavaprastha, whose borders She flourished, She knew that Her reunion was close, especially when She felt Satyabhama lovingly touch Her waters. A limited chapter book on Kalindi Kalyanam, the reunion of SyaamaShyam, Their Love beyond, originating before Time, in the beautiful, Eternal Moksha Dhaama of Goloka. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

These are a few one shorts on karna that I came across in different places. None of these stories belong to me.

what if there was another person born from the fire along with Draupadi and she was someone special dive in to know who she was and the changes she brought cause i don't think i can fully summarize my thoughts XDXD

Time, something exempt from the shackles of nature, it is independent, curious and ever-changing. It almost never bowed to anyone. So when time decided to play a little, chaos was right behind her, striding confidently as if he knew it was his time to unfold. So when the girls, the righteous daughters of the mother, with a solemn and reassuring smile on their faces fell together into the depths of the blue, he who wielded time accepted their wish, and thus humankind recieved a second chance. All is found when Princess Shivanya of Hastinapur and Princess Madhavi of Dwarka reach their age of maturity and are suddenly enlightened about their mission, their fate, their second chance. While the bestfriends turned sisters try to unfurl the messy knot of chaos, the almighty sits back to watch. Would the mortal girls succeed or will humanity be doomed all over again? started: ended: tbd