This story can be read standalone. Anamika, the first wife of yuvraj(Crown Prince) Pratap Singh Rathod saw in her dream that all her maids are in a hurry to complete her dressing so that she could attend the puja(Prayer) with her husband. The puja meant for her to get pregnant or shall I say the puja meant for the heir of the kingdom. She was sure that it was a dream because she could see the younger version of herself in the mirror rather than the grandmother of three children. Only to realize that it is not a dream but a reality when she gets pain and saw blood due to the hairpin that the maids were putting in her head. Join Anamika in her journey of Rebirth. Read the full prologue inside the book.

In ancient Times, we have heard about stories of kings who were in polygamous marriages. And certain movies have romanticised their life with second or last wife. But I feel they didn't exactly show the feelings and griefs of a first wife rather they were made villains. So I got a thought why don't I write a story by myself and write what I want to see and show that? So this is my first try in wattpad and tell me your views about the story. #1 in india #3 in Cheating #6 in heartbreak #8 in historicalfiction #7 in betrayal

A girl named Drishti falls into the era of Mahabharata and everything in her life goes upside down. Read to find out about Drishti's adventures in the new-old timeline. Will she have a family there? Will she fall in love with not one but two men? And will she seek revenge? And most importantly, will she try to change the wrongs of the era after knowing the whole story?

"The course of true love never did run smooth." - Lysander On the night before her escape from Athens, Hermia finds herself torn between love and duty, freedom and obedience. With the city she once knew beginning to feel like a prison, the forest beyond its walls becomes both a promise and a danger. A single imagined diary entry from Hermia before the events of A Midsummer Night's Dream begin. And also the translated version of the play too, to get the concept.

Agnika's life began like fire in the heart of the Gurukul-blazing, untamed, impossible to ignore. Her sword flashed, her bow sang, and every lesson tested not just her skill, but her courage. Laughter and rivalry danced beside her, friendships sparked and strained, and two hearts-one loyal, one elusive-pulled at her in ways she could not yet name. She moved through festivals alive with color and joy, through rivers that held secrets and silent promises, through battles and shadows that whispered of loss she could not escape. Arrows flew, choices twisted like currents, and every bond she forged carried weight she was only beginning to understand. Love, loyalty, ambition, and grief wove through her life, each step shaping the woman she was becoming. From the brilliance of youth to the quiet ache of destiny, from fleeting moments of joy to the echoes of grief and courage, Agnika's journey is a storm of fire, shadow, and unyielding strength. Every heartbeat, every glance, every flame within her drives a story that will endure long after the world has turned.