*Formerly known as The Arabian Desert.* He was a cold-hearted bandit with the power to imprison her... Maria disguises herself as a helper boy when Zain, the black-hearted, demonically handsome bandit attacks their prosperous town in the middle of the Arabian Desert and claims it as his own, naming himself sheikh, in search of its riches and treasures and a secret goal precious to his dark heart. To innocent Maria, it's either stay hidden or risk being caught and forced into Sheikh Zain's notorious harem. She was a raging spitfire that burned through his every defense... When Maria accidentally bumps into Zain one hot summer afternoon, revealing long hair, Zain is captivated and intrigued by the boy who turns out to be a feisty girl. He immediately desires the azure-eyed beauty whose melodious voice rivals that of a siren, and decides to capture and imprison her in his harem, for he must know who she is and where she came from. Now a woman who craves freedom above all else, Maria will stop at nothing to free herself from the devil himself even as she struggles against the tempestuous feelings that very devil elicits within her, all while a treacherous enemy plots against them. Copyright © 2023 | All Rights Reserved

In the brutal 15th century, where empires rose and fell on blood-soaked sands, an enmity demanded a merciless price. Agnijeet, the ruthless Rana of Mewar. He was carved from iron, reeking of war, and driven by a thirst of enimy's blood. He takes what he wants and crushes what stands in his way. Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, as blood rained over sword and shield, his lethal trajectory collided with a sudden web of cunning deceit and a captivating pair of green eyes. When the dust of that violent siege settles, he claims a war bride. She is dragged into his world of grand palaces and lethal shadows. With striking green eyes and a mind steeped in subtle deception, she is far more than a helpless captive. She carries dark secrets that could burn Mewar to ash, playing a dangerous game of power, hunger, and forbidden temptations beneath her veils. "Shohar? Kis baat ke shohar? Kis haq ki begum?" Dilshana's voice rang clear and fierce. "Hum is zabardasti ke rishte ko, is shadi ko sire se kharij karte hain! Na yeh magroor sipahsalar humare shohar hain, aur na hum inki begam! Jahan rishte zor-zabardasti aur lahu ki pyas par bandhe jayein, wahan sirf nafrat paida hoti hai. Hum is Iblis ko apna shohar kabhi nahi maanenge!" (Husband? Husband by what right? Wife by what right? I reject this forced relationship, this marriage completely! Neither is this arrogant commander my husband, nor am I his wife! Where relationships are tied by force and bloodlust, only hatred is born. I will never accept this devil as my husband!) Their marriage is a battlefield of powerplays and dark desire. As the lines between cold hatred and searing passion begin to blur in the quiet hours of the night, a far more dangerous question emerges. In a world built on deceit, betrayal, and relentless bloodshed, can two sworn enemies ever find true love, or will they simply destroy each other in the fire of their own vows?

The 23rd century's Xue Fei Yun is a peerless genius, trained meticulously by the kingpin of the underworld who adopted her to succeed him as the next generation leader. In 1 year after she took over her adopted father's spot as the new head of the organisation, she brought a whole new level of "Fear" to the underworld organisations. Be it looks, assassination, medicine, politics, martial arts there was no one better than her. Her only friend, Xiu Lin betrayed her trust and took Fei Yun's life... But this was not her fate. Fei Yun woke up as the daughter of General Xue. She learnt that the previous Feiyun lived a life of hardship. Her father was fighting the war for the last 3 years, her stepmother, Concubine Xia took the opportunity to dispose of her. Her step sisters, Qi Qi and Zhen Zhen also took joy in watching her suffer. But now she's no longer the weak daughter. She vows to climb up and return them fear like never before. She was willing to use anyone, even the God of War that everyone fear but in the end who is using who? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ranking: #1 Genius/ 2.3k Stories #1 China /6.7k Stories #1 Assassin/ 23.8K Stories #1 undiscovered/ 5.5k Stories #1 ColdPrince - ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ please forgive any loopholes, grammar, mixing of chinese culture and weird names. I'm not very sure about the hierarchy thingy in palace as well. This is my original work and im new to writing and i just wanted to explore ;] enjoy !! all pictures used are not mine, credits to owners!

Location: Ancient China Date: T'ang Dynasty During the most flourishing era in Ancient China, all seemed to be well for the people. The kingdom was governed by a wise Emperor, the enemies were kept far from the borders, trade increased, as did the arts and other things... One may just wonder how everything seemed to go wrong for Zhao Jiayi and her cousin Tai Huazhi. Jiayi is the middle daughter of seven to a wealthy merchant of China. Gifted with a silver tongue and vast knowledge, she helps run the house and tries to convince her father to let her elder sister marry. That wish is fulfilled with the arrival of the Emperor's nephew, Li Xiao. Yet when things do not go as she planned, she finds herself thrown into the world of the Royal and Imperial family, fighting not to drown in the midst of all the secrets, lies, and deceit. Huazhi is an outcast, and she chooses to stay that way. After being orphaned at a young age and taken in by her uncle, she becomes accustomed to not being wanted....that is, Until another outcast is thrown into her world. Now she must fight to stay alive no matter what the consequences, even at the risk of losing the ones she truly cares for. Both Jiayi and Huazhi become part of a war greater than themselves; a war of survival, loyalty, love, and family. Yet even a pebble thrown in the water can make a great ripple of impact. Tears of Kai Yuan: All rights reserved Perpetrators will be prosecuted Wattpad Version

*Historical Fiction* II *Romance* II *Literature* *A 25-year-old modern day woman wakes up from a car accident to find herself in the body of a sixteen-year-old Manchu girl living in the 18th century Qing Dynasty. In her new life, she becomes deeply entangled in the princes' battle for the throne and finds herself falling in love with them.*

On the night Pei Wanning decides she no longer wants to live, the fireworks outside her window split the sky open. And when she opens her eyes again, she is no longer herself. Now trapped in the body of a forgotten concubine's daughter, Wanning is thrown into a world where affection is dangerous, power is everything, and survival belongs only to those willing to stain their hands red. In the shadows of the imperial palace, servants disappear without explanation, noblewomen hide venom behind painted smiles, and even the most beautiful love stories end in blood. But the most terrifying part is not the palace itself. But the feeling that she's seen all of this before. The prince's gaze that lingers too long. The commander she can't to escape. The faces feel painfully familiar. The memories that do not belong to her. As Wanning rises through a court built on cruelty and obsession, the line between dream and reality slowly begins to fracture-and somewhere beneath the lantern light and falling snow, something in the palace seems to be watching her back.

From one of the wealthiest and most talented families came a spoiled and unruly 9-year-old girl who boldly declared the Seventh Prince, the emperor's most handsome son, as her future husband. However... Years later, she reappears, transformed from a frivolous child into a poised and distant woman. Her once fiery affection has turned cold and unreadable. As the Seventh Prince grows intrigued by her mysterious change, he realizes the tables have turned-she is no longer his, and now he finds himself wrapped around her fingers.

When the famous General Wei returned after more than ten years of victorious campaigns, The Emperor granted him the privilege of choosing a husband for his only daughter, Yuren, from among the eleven princes. However... Selecting a prince was not the issue; the real challenge lay in finding one willing to marry his stubborn, ill-mannered daughter, who behaved more like a warrior ready for battle than a royal bride. Status: Completed

The room was completely quiet; the only sound was our breathing. According to my nature, I couldn't endure the stillness for long, so I softly spoke, which was obviously not my nature to him... "aap kaha rehte hai" he kept his gun in his jeans pocket and looked at me with the same deep and dark gaze he had for the past hour and said, "kanpur, utter pardesh" Getting an answer from him, my confidence level suddenly rose, so I asked again... "aapka naam kya hai aur aap yaha kya kar rahe hai". He looked at me for a second... oh okay! So I pissed him off this time. Oh god! In just one hour I got used to his stare. And suddenly he said in a dark voice... "Tum sawal bhaut puchti ho?" "Aap jawab kyun nahi dete"? I asked, and again, the room went silent #36 gangster 2/06/2026 - 1st in #gangster