Based off true events tells a story of Roxana, a Bactrian Princess held captive under Alexander the Great. She was always taught to put her country before herself, but is there more to that than what she is told? But as she plans her escape, Roxana captures the heart of the Macedonian King. He adored her in a way she never thought possible. But battles and forces were brewing, and in the midst of it all, she must protect her own sworn enemy. Torn between the love of her country and the undeniable connection with Alexander, Roxana must learn how to live in a world of war and deceit as she is forced to become the mistress to the greatest conqueror of all time. The real question was...who truly owned the heart of Alexander? *excerpt* All monsters were once like you, desperate and alone. But they embraced the other monsters inside their head. Thinking back to my dream with Cassandra, I thought of Alexander's monsters. What made him embrace those monsters? What happened in his past to make so cold, so guarded from all? I wanted to know everything about him in that moment. His fears, his talents, his passions, all that he had to offer. But here he was, pouring his heart out without a single word leaving his lips. In response, I smiled. One brief moment of vulnerability came to light within us both, yet vanished into the darkness once more.

I have known the Bridgertons for most my life. Daphne is my best friend and the closest to a sister I will ever have. Being the only child isn't just lonely. It's a constant reminded of the future I will have if something were to happen to my father, and if I ever try to forget, my mother will be there to make sure I remember. Then there is Lord Bridgerton-- Anthony...I have loved him for as long as I have known what love was. He makes my heart pound and my knees unsteady. One moment of weakness made it easier to believe he could love back, but my mother isn't going to wait for him to maybe ask for my hand. My reality is that I must get married and he will never want to marry me. I have one more London season to find my match before my mother makes one for me... ________________________ This story is based off the Bridgerton books series by Julia Quinn(that I highly recommend). I haven't seen the show (only parts). So, any relation to the characters, situations, or events relating to the book or show clearly do not belong to me. **Please don't come for my history accuracy. I did the best I could.**

Sophia Badger always envied those born as elites, attending balls and wearing fancy dresses. She's spent her life trying to get there; from falsifying legal documents to get into finishing school to learning how to sew her own dresses. Still, without any guardian to watch over her, she is now stealing and thieving to stay upright. One particular night, Sophia finds herself chased by the cops, and ends up in the Bridgerton's garden, where she runs headfirst into a green-eyed gentleman. To her surprise, he is more than happy to help her out and bring some action into his own unfulfilled life. In the weeks following their meeting, secrets unravel themselves and relationships form. Both Benedict and Sophia have one goal; to find out who they really are, and as it seems, they might just find each other in that process too.

( COMPLETED STORY) What happens when the rakish Lord in the whole of London is truly falling in love with a simple, plain, and most ordinary girl, something he has been avoiding- his innermost fear. True love? Miss Amy Ott is London's newest riddle. . . She's the mysterious niece of one of England's wealthiest dukes, and is about to encounter her first season. Knowing nothing about the workings of corsets and country dances, she's looking for any help she can find... even when it comes from the most unlikely source... London's infamous rogue-an older Duke. Duke Wardington's face transformed into something... dark . "Don't fear, Miss Ott. I have no desire of you. What if I told you that I could make you the belle of the ball? In every ball. The entire season." Amy chuckled. "Me? The belle of the ball? Impossible!" ... Or was it? This catches the attention from the most unlikely, most alluring man in all of London. Lord Nathaniel Dawnton knows what he wants. Amy Ott. And... this is definitely not in a way that he could speak of in public. The scoundrel, who blackened his own soul, had met all sorts of women throughout his years, but none like Amy. He's intrigued and won't stop until he has her. When Nathaniel's pursuits meet the walls of Amy's strength, the young lord is ready to jump those walls blindly... But... he doesn't realize that a jump toward Amy might mean a fall toward love... something he has been avoiding-his innermost fear ... true love. Find out NOW!

Al-Andalus 1183. Lluna Valentia bint Al Mualim De Bosch is a Spanish/Moorish noble, fruit of an interfaith union that hoped to unite two conflicting faiths of the Iberian Peninsula. However, hope is a dream and the reality is that the family's influence, wealth, and titles are in danger with the constant friction between the Almohad Caliphate and the Christians wishing to retake their Iberian land. At nineteen, Valentia is the only remaining daughter to be wed and their only hope to salvage their social standing. At the other side of the Mediterranean, the terminally young King of Jerusalem fears for the future of his kingdom and his struggle to provide a successor that will lead in example. In a last act of hope, or desperation, word is sent out that the King looks for a betrothed. Many countries receive the news, but few people are eager to answer. Yet in Al Andalus, it means a seizable opportunity for a certain family. It is no doubt a convenient solution for both sides. But the convenience is flawed, complicated. Because of the King's illness, it remains to be seen whether there is a point to it all. And, after all, nobody asked what Lady Valentia thought about the whole situation. Can this unwilling bride give her life and love away to a leper? And what is that which makes her the only one who could? Something far more sinister than a disease lurks ahead. Factions and alliances will either cooperate or sow discord. With such chaos, even the most unlikely of alliances may not be out of reach for this Kingdom. //the mature tag does NOT indicate smǔt, it indicates violence, blood, and heavy topics (and perhaps mildly spicy scenes (but no smǔt)) More disclaimers and warnings inside King Baldwin IV x OC || This is a long-fic and slow-burn so that's why the pace is so "slow" ALSO AVAILABLE ON AO3‼️

"I've always believed fate brought us together, my dear. I am sorry that death will tear us apart." Y/N comes from Constantinople to Jerusalem to find refuge. She finds herself rising to be a queen instead.