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Ela Acharya now Ela Amberheart is born into Harry Potter world. watch how she uses her intelligence to explore the very limit of magic if there is any, while spreading love and affection to every pure soul. but is it really that everyone's favourite Harry Potter world with just a power hungry dark lord, manipulative light lord, Peter the betraying Rat and Ronald the jealous Weasley or there is something else, something beyond this reality something dark that is trying to wrestle control over this world. this is a fan fiction based on J.K. Rowling's famous work. I do not have any right or authority over any original character/plot except my SI characters.

In this novel The Cursed Lovers, the past birth fuse with the present, it is a fascinating story of love, loss, and Curse. Fang Suksai is a teenage girl, she is studying her senior secondary school, Sha Tin city, Hong Kong. But a Curse threatens her family’s legacy, and unfortunately, Fang is the victim of the curse and she is trying to overcome it. Asvin Acharya is a man of 25 years, he is living in a deep forest of Himalayan Mountain ranges in India, living so far away from the growing world. The reasons for him to live away from the world are several. One of them is the Curse. Selfish intentions and Devotion collide as these two souls meet, unaware that they were lovers in a past life, 1000 years ago. They Challenge each other while at the same time try to resist the irresistible feelings that are pulling them together. Will their infinite love conquer all the Hindrances? Or will the Curse they are bearing lead them to their graves? The Cursed Lovers is a Rebirth romance story, screened with a bit of mystery, romance, comedy, and suspense.

Wang Chong was on the verge of death staring down the horde of mysterious soldiers. He put his final effort into killing his most hated enemy. His country, his people, everyone he loved were all gone… He died with regret. However, destiny has given him a second chance at life. I just want to share what I like to read so this is not my novel and I will just post it for fun

This novel is specifically designed for my one so I don't care about anything

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What happens when you meet a stranger a day before Christmas and suddenly you get to know that person was your best friend or more than a best friend? What happens when that person has gone away from you again and you don't remember anything about them before that day but there is a scraping feeling inside your stomach that doesn't go away, since the day you have met them? Once upon a time, there was a girl and a boy. The girl and boy met on a snowy morning, a day before Christmas. The boy hated Christmas, the girl loved Christmas. The girl didn't knew she had met the guy before, the boy did, he remembered her. What happens when they fight that day, and the boy tells her that they have met before, what happens when she doesn't believe him and he goes away. What happens when Misha couldn't shake off the image of the brown curly haired boy, the black gold eyes that looked at her with such intensity, that she felt the ghost of him in every single moment, what happens when Misha opens her bag and can't help but look at the paintings she made, the paintings she didn't remember making, the boy had asked her a question, "What about Art?" She had never once remembered making any art in her life, she was a math student for god's sake. What happens when it gets too much, and on the morning of Christmas, Misha goes to the only person in the world she can trust, Gem, her grandmother. What happens when she tells her grandmother, the boy's name, 'Aakash,' and her grandmother looks at her in shock, and says that she have been dying for Misha to ask this question for years. What happens when her grandmother tells her, that for four years she have been taking Aakash's name in front of Misha but Misha forgot about it every next day. What happens when her grandmother tells her, "You were so little and so in love.." But Misha can't remember anything, why can't she remember anything about Aakash, why can't she relate to any of her grandmother's story. Amid, all this, Misha knows one thing, she has to find Aakash, she can feel it from the depth of her gut. What happens when one year passes and Misha looses all hope to find Aakash, but one midnight, a bell jangles and she sees the same messy brown curls she has been trying to find every corner, and what happens when those black gold eyes meet hers, and it passes over her like it would any strangers. What happens when this time Misha approaches Aakash, he is the one to ask, "Who are you?" And with a dreadful punch she realizes, Aakash Acharya has forgotten all about her, all about them, even the day they met last year, for him she is nothing but a new page of a book. How can they both forget about each other at different paces of time? Would Misha give up, or would she beyond all measure, fight for their story, the story they both don't even remember anymore? What if, this was all a miracle gifted to them by Universe. Beyond time and place, magic and reality, there is a story that started at the depths of snowy mountains, will the story end at the depths of the snowy mountains, would they find their lost parts, or would they dare to make new ones? ******** And then, she turned her head. He felt a punch to his gut, like a snow storm erupting inside of him. His breathing stopped when he looked at her, he was afraid that this moment would vanish, that he would blink and it would all be a dream. Her doe-like eyes which he knew so well, dreamed about so often, regarded him carefully, as if she was trying to understand something about him, her brows were hunched together and she was staring at him, just as he was staring at her. He held his breath and waited for something. She asked his name. The universe was playing a fucking cosmic joke on him, Misha Negi didn't remember him. ******* @All the copyright of the story belongs to me.

Original Author : A.C Bhaktivedanta Srila Prabhupada Acharya and Founder of International society Of Krsna Consciousness(ISKON) A mystic land where the myriad occult of greatly omnipotent Gods and goddesses was not only worshipped but celebrated magnanimously. It wasn't just these Divine forms that were exceptional but the mortals who worshipped and adored them were cordially gifted with unusual mystical powers beyond the limitation of the usual human beings. There are immemorial and immortal folklore and Vedic legacies about each point of this land which had the privilege to get blessed with the footsteps of mystical sages, demigods, God and Goddess as well the Supreme Lord(Sat-chit-ananda) himself. These omnipotent, and all-pervading forms are present everywhere in their formless potencies but in this motherland, they bore divine forms since ancient times and Legends assuredly say they'll be the only ones to remain standing at the end of the Universe and beyond... The very concept that the all-powerful Supreme Person is unaware of His Godhood, fears His mother, and plays mischievously with His friends is universally delightful. A number of the childhood pastimes of God Krishn, who by the act of His own spiritual potency, forgets that He is God and plays like an ordinary child. These pastimes are described in India's ancient scriptures, which state that although God is infinite, unlimited, and inconceivable, He is ultimately a person. He manifests in many forms and is mostly worshiped with great reverence. In His original and topmost feature, however, He inspires such intimate, sweet affection in the heart of his dear devotees that, although He enacts astonishing pastimes, both He and they remain unaware of His Godhood.

in this book you will find lots of interesting short stories