Eighteen years. One choice. Aurelia never asked to be at the center of destiny. She only wanted to heal. But when dragons begin to stir and the world's oldest magic shifts, duty comes calling-and there's no escaping it. A princess. A healer. A coming storm. Crimson Fires is a slow-burn fantasy where loyalties are tested, secrets linger in shadows, and the flames of fate wait for no one.

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In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

The city didn't just sleep; it seemed to hold its breath whenever he walked into a room. He was a man who had curated his life into a perfect gallery of successes: untouchable assets, fleeting connections, and the intoxicating freedom of answering to no one. Tonight, standing thirty floors above the glittering sprawl, he felt invincible. He was the master of his own untethered world, convinced that every risk he took was calculated, every outcome managed. He didn't know that thousands of miles away, a different kind of calculation had finished. It wasn't measured in currency, but in years lost and secrets kept. He didn't hear the storm approaching. It sat quietly in a sterile airport terminal, clutching a one-way ticket toward a stranger, carrying nothing but a backpack and a pair of eyes that mirrored his own. The king was about to be dethroned. And he wouldn't even see it coming.

Princess Aren is determined to make the human who killed her mother and exiled her people to the bottom of the ocean pay. To do so, she must go to extremes of pain and heartache in her search for justice. Aren, however, is no sweet, happy mermaid. To kill is to ignite a fire of passion in her heart which only the savage letting of blood can satiate. She will go to any lengths to find the man responsible, including cutting off her own tail and sewing, in its place, a pair of human legs - legs she tore from one of the many humans she had murdered. With the unwilling help of the sea witch, Princess Aren must go ashore and hunt for her mother's killer. But, in doing so, the worlds above and below the ocean will clash in ways neither thought possible! And the Meek Shall Walk - a 'beautiful' and 'savage' retelling of a classic story!

8 years old Aarya was raised in silence, in fear, and in chains. She never knew a life beyond bruises and rules - where food was a privilege, smiles were sins, and love was just a myth. For eight years, she lived under the iron hand of her mother and her cruel boyfriend, taught to be invisible and obedient or be punished. She didn't know family, joy, or even her own worth. Until one day, everything changed. When her abusers were arrested in a drug bust, Aarya thought she was finally free. But freedom was a lie. Because this time she is captured by a monster even more dangerous, a ghost from the underworld, long thought dead. Where she learns a truth more unbelievable than fiction: she is not alone. She is the daughter of Satyaveer Malhotra - one of the most feared mafia dons in the country - and sister to three ruthless crime lords. Thrown from hell into a den of lions, Aarya finds herself in a world she cannot understand - a world of power, guns, secrets, and brothers who speak in bullets and silence. Cold, broken, and dangerous - they don't know how to love. And neither does she. But blood remembers. And somewhere beneath the scars, loyalty, and violence... a family begins to rise..........

✨️Mah-e-Noor: Between Love and Loneliness✨️ She was once the princess of the Malik family-spoilt, rebellious, and fearless. Hemayal Mah-e-Noor Malik grew up in a world where limits didn't exist, where tantrums were forgiven, and mistakes were hidden. But one argument, one careless decision, and everything she knew shattered. At fifteen, she was sent away to boarding school, abandoned by the family she loved, misunderstood by the people who mattered most. Now, four years later, Hemayal is called back home. Her grandmother misses her. Her siblings fear she hasn't changed. The cousins whisper, and the house that once adored her waits for the chaos she once brought. But Hemayal is not the same girl who left. The years away have taught her lessons she never wanted to learn. The girl who once demanded the world has almost lost herself-and now she must face the family she left behind. Will they see the change in her, or will the past always define her? A story of mistakes, loss, and the painful journey of growing up... of becoming someone you never thought you could.

Born into a legacy of power, pride, and politics, twins Zarmina and Zain Khanzada never asked for a kingdom they weren't welcome in. With four much older brothers who were heirs to everything-from feudal titles to family devotion-their unexpected arrival brought not celebration, but shame. Hidden from the world, denied by their own mother, and resented by the very blood meant to protect them, they were ghosts in a palace that never wanted them. But what happens when the forgotten grow up quietly-wise, observant, and dangerously different? Raised by the one woman who saw their worth, Esra Khanzada, a divorced artist with fire in her veins and wounds of her own, the twins become something the Khanzada clan never prepared for: A rebellion with royal blood. A story of belonging, soft strength, and silent storms-The Heirs of Nothing isn't just about the children no one wanted. It's about what happens when those children decide not to need anyone at all.

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

This is a compilation of all the translated novels I had read and love. This ranges from ancient to the modern era stories with a lot that focuses in rebirth and transmigation. I don't own the stories. The cover photo is not mine. Credits to the owner.