[THIS STORY WILL BECOME FREE ON THE 5th OCTOBER 2023] Fara's husband, the Prince of Azura, is murdered and she's enslaved by his killer, Theodan, a warrior fighting a war he doesn't believe in - until her. ***** Following the assassination of her husband and the invasion of the kingdom of Azura, Princess Fara is forced to go into hiding. She disguises herself as a lowly servant, determined to escape the war-torn capital, only to catch the eye of Theodan, the commander of the invading army that killed her family. Taken as his slave and a spoil of war, the last thing Fara expects is the forbidden connection that grows between them, compelling Theodan to protect her at any cost. But when Theodan discovers her true identity puts a target on her back, he will have to decide between saving the woman he loves, and betraying all he has ever known. [Wattys' Shortlist] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

I reached the limit of 200 parts for a book in Wattpad and was unable to publish in the same book so I made a new book! It's the continuation of the previous one, from Chapter 67 Part 3 onward. SYNOPSIS: Disguised as a man, the Crown Prince was actually a girl! For 18 years she disguised herself as a man, and what a man: the Crown Prince of the Yan Kingdom. Now in order to kill her greatest enemy, the current Prince Regent, she ended up in his hands. Will she be able to keep her secret identity and succeed in killing him? Or will love bloom from hatred? "His Royal Highness is Pregnant!" tells the story of Prince Murong Ci, the Crown Prince of the East Palace of the Great Yan State, who disguised herself as a man for eighteen years and protected herself as a "Straw Prince" and cultivated power in secret. Her opponent, Murong Yu, the auxiliary Prince Regent, who was given the Emperor's surname by the Emperor of Yan, had great martial skills and power, cruel and vicious, strategizing, and eyeing the Emperor's power. In order to regain the real power of the Murong clan, Murong Ci meticulously planned an assassination of the Regent, but she ended up beginning a strange relationship between them... a strange love. She grew from being the "Straw Prince" to being the Emperor, he grew from being a domineering Prince Regent to a Wife-loving Demon.

She was known as The Ghost, the most fearsome poison assassin in Bido Kingdom. No one lives after she attacks. No one can buy her loyalty. No one can control her. No one knows her whereabouts. She comes and goes as she pleases, blowing in with the eastern wind and leaving with the northern storm. But before she was The Ghost, she was just Du Hongmo. An orphan picked up by a family of farmers that raised her until an unfortunate event killed her foster family. Pitiful, alone, and betrayed by humanity, she survived on the knowledge that the only person she could rely on is herself. Du Hongmo meets a Goryo. A vengeful ghost who ties her soul with Hongmo and teaches Hongmo everything she knows. "The world never wanted you. You have a cursed fate. The world brought you into this world unwanted and now the world wants to throw you away without even a chance to fight for yourself." The Goryo whispered into her ear. "Meeting me is your fate bringing us together. Du Hongmo, do you know what your name means? It means Poison Iris. And before I became a Goryo, I was a poison expert. I'll impart on to you my knowledge so you'll have a fighting chance in this cursed world. And in return, you'll feed me the souls of those you killed." Forced into an unwanted life and death contract with the Goryo, Hongmo strives to live a conscientious life while walking on a thin line of good and evil. On her journey to find herself and her place in the world, she will encounter the men who will stand beside her as she takes revenge on the man who lied, chased, and broke her.

One Year, that's what they agreed upon. That's why she worked so hard to please him. That's why she did everything in her power to help him and his people. So she could live her second life, the way she wanted. In peace. One Year, they promised each other. To live a life as husband and wife. One Year, to convince everyone that they were a loving couple. One Year, to gather information on his enemies. One Year, to gather as much support and power from the royal court to his side. One Year, of playing pretend and fooling the whole Kingdom of their fake love story. Little did she know, it only took One Year for him to fall in love with her. Will he keep to his word of One Year? Or go back on it and break their promise?

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... 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".

To the country she was born to, she is Princess Le-Anne, the king's illegitimate daughter hidden in the shadows. To the empire she is sold to, she is Lady Wei Li Lian, a traitorous spy sent to infiltrate an enemy throne. But who is she really? Gifted with rare beauty and keen intelligence, Li Lian once desired nothing more than a peaceful, ordinary life. She dreamed of traveling distant lands and living freely, far away from politics and power. That fragile dream shattered the moment her estranged royal father finally noticed her existence. To him, she was not a daughter, but a tool. She was given one mission. Enter the enemy empire of Nevoria. Seduce its emperor. Survive the harem. Become empress. And hand the empire to her homeland. From a young age, she trained relentlessly in etiquette, strategy, and deception. She learned how to smile while scheming, how to walk through danger without leaving a trace. She would maneuver through the Nevorian court, evade the vipers of the inner palace, send secret missives in the dead of night, and climb her way to the phoenix throne. It should have been simple. So why did no one warn her? The greatest threat was never the harem, but the emperor himself. Cold, inscrutable, and merciless, he ruled with an iron fist and revealed nothing of his thoughts. Every encounter between them felt like a silent confrontation, where one misstep could lead to quiet destruction. Those eyes of his held no warmth, only sharp calculation, as if he had already seen through every lie she told herself. _____________________________ Cover By Ei_Daisuki

"What do you even need me for?" She asked , speaking into the darkness where she thought he was. "I do not need you." He answered her darkly. Even though she wasn't surprised by his answer, his words still hurt. "I want you." Blurb: One day a mysterious handsome, but rude, man comes by Jade's home. She learns that she has been promised to him without her consent and her objections are futile. This handsome stranger is of a higher social status; as prince. Jade cannot fathom why he has decided to take her as his wife, they have never met before and what does he want with a simple girl like her? Jade is a girl of neither noble or royal blood. She is a simple farmer's daughter who's warm at heart but has a mouth that more than often gets her into trouble. She will not accept being treated like an object but this prince seems almost immune to her sharp words and objections. The only thing he simply cannot ignore is Jade's stubborn and crude nature. William is Jade's complete opposite. As a rude and hot-tempered young prince, he is not the most pleasant man to be around. He wastes no words were none is needed and is emotionally distant. However, he has his eyes and heart set on Jade and won't let anything, or anyone, get in his way to make her his. Whom of the two is the most stubborn? Who will cave first? Will Jade accept her fate and marry this rude and arrogant prince? Can she even love someone like him? Orginally written in Swedish, 2013. | COMPLETED | TO BE EDITED/REVISED | |Highest rank: 3/ 1,73 million in Romance| ⚠️WARNING⚠️ 18+ DARK ROMANCE Trigger warnings: - Abuse in different forms - Sexual content - Violent content - Foul language - Toxic behavior Top Rank: #1 ROYAL #1 PATRIARCHY #1 PROTECTIVE #1 KINGDOM #1 UNDISCOVERED #1 STEAMYSEX #1 ADULTTHEMES #1 MATURETHEMES #1 MEDIEVAL #1 MATURE #1 FORBIDDEN #2 HISTORICAL #2 HISTORICAL-FICTION #3 KING #3 ROMANCE Start: 🇬🇧 Sep. 2019 Finished: May 2020

~ Court of Navalia Book 1~ 1509 Princess Azora is sent across the ocean to marry a foreign prince, and eventually she will become his Queen. However tragedy strikes far too soon and she is under more pressure than ever to produce an heir... Unfortunately for her she is married to a man with a reputation who prefers to spend his evening with the ladies of the court than his own wife. Can Azora find a way to do her duty? And more importantly, will the unlikely couple ever find happiness?

"Who did you say she is?" Osman demanded from the man. The prisoner was shaking and pleading for his life but did not say anything as he got aware of the terrible blunder he had made. "Answer me or I will end your miserable life right here right now" waves of anger was visible in Osman's eyes. He raised his sword intending to cut the man's throat. "Stop" Arta shouted. Osman slightly turned his head to Arta's direction while his sword was still high above his head ready to strike. Arta's heart was beating so fast, she was frightened but at the same time, she couldn't see this monster kill one of her people and do nothing. "I am Shahzadeh Arta. The only daughter of King Darian." Arta confessed. Her voice was louder than normal and a bit shaky. Osman chuckled coldly. A devilish smile appeared on his face. In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat. Everyone was silent only a faint hysteric cry of a woman from the cage could be heard. Arta's body was numb. She was just gazing at the man's lifeless body with teary eyes. Osman turned back and after cleaning the blood on his sword with the prisoner's clothes he lowered his head and whispered into Arta's ear, "you are just a slave now".

Once we are alone, he turns to me, "We need to work on your acting skills. How can a commoner be such a bloody awful liar? Don't you learn that when you are infants?" "Oh, I'm sorry I don't lie for sport like you lot! Last I checked, it's the ones with the sticks up their arses who are so brilliant with deceit and after seeing your performance I know it to be fact! I've never heard such shit! As though I hold any regret, for telling that fancy prat anything, ha" I call back. Now that we are alone, I no longer require restraints as I let my temper run wild. He does something that takes me by utter surprise. He literally grabs my lips and pushes them together. "Don't you ever shut this mouth of yours!" I move my hands to his chest, trying to pay no mind to the heat radiating from him and give him a great push, shoving him a few steps back in surprise. "Don't touch me! Agh!" I let out before taking a breath, and with a little less force I add, "the King bought it didn't he." "Barely," he grunted. My head snapped back at him, I was fuming. How could a man make me so incredibly angry with just a few words? This must be the great charm of the Prince, I hear so much about. #310 in Historical Fiction 10/2, #347 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 1/5, #291 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 5/18, #239 IN HISTORICAL FICTION, #232 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 6/23 #160 in Historical Fiction 1/29/18 , #131 in Historical Fiction 4/3/18, #121 in Historical Fiction 4/4, #108 in Historical Fiction 4/8, #89 in Historical Fiction 4/9, #87 Historical Fiction 4/13, #66 Historical Fiction 4/22, #60 Historical Fiction 4/25, ----- Currently going through some major revisions 1/27/2018