Historias de Ancient-history

The throne room shimmered like a wounded lullaby. Marble floors mirrored torchlight, but the air was heavy with disdain. Priests in gold-lined robes. Advisors carved from old stone. And voices- sharp as scripture. "A boy cannot command." "A submissive creature cannot be King." "Let him sing in silk, not speak in law." And yet- Taehyung sat. Bare wrists resting on the throne's cold arms. Lashes downcast, but gaze unfazed. Like moonlight resting on a blade. He said nothing. He did not explain, did not defend. He simply was- draped in silver silence, crowned in defiance. Until- The doors opened. Slow. Ancient. Final. And in stepped Jeon Jungkook. The King of Iron Nights. The shadow-draped tempest in black velvet and stormfire eyes. He moved with thunder in his veins and a smirk carved like sin on his lips. He did not ask permission. He did not greet the court. He only walked- to him. The condemned Queen. The boy they all feared would break the crown. Taehyung did not look up. Not until- A shadow knelt. The hall gasped- a sound like glass shattering beneath velvet. Jungkook bent low, like prayer, like gravity itself bowed with him. Then he did what no one dared believe- He took Taehyung's foot -fragile, pale, sacred- lifted it onto his knee... And kissed it. Not with hunger. But with hush. With worship. With forever. Then he pressed his forehead against it, eyes closed, breath steady, and whispered so only the boy on the throne could hear: "My moon-blessed Swan..." The room fell into a stillness so deep it felt like snowfall on a battlefield.

These are all girl and boy names inspired by Ancient Roman/Latin/ Greek Origin

စိတ်ကူးယဉ်နေလတိုင်းပြည်ထဲသို့ ဒုတိယအကြိမ် ပြန်သွားရဖို့ အကြောင်းဖန်လာခဲ့တဲ့ စာရေးဆရာလေးShine အကြောင်း

Aware of the dispute beyond the nine gates and numerous walls of the grim palace, as a contender for the esteemed role of crown princess, she attempted to flee herself. But it was in vain. She is the one who was fated. Eventually, she ought to accept her fate, which she deems a desert. "I will give you my word. In my heart, no one else but you, till death." Yet in that desert, a bloom has unfurled, along with her heart. In the deep palace, she found herself becoming intertwined with her fate, who blossomed a bloom in her heart, the crown prince. A purpose was mould for her, igniting a deep yearning. "S-since when... when did you become as this, heartless?" "I was always as this. You had been unable to recognise." But was imprecise. A storm squalled. The bloom was wilted. In the absence of the desert, she became akin to an arid desert. Amidst the turbulence and scattered storms, will she ever be able to rekindle the bloom? Or would it forever be deserted?

Arrata was a mountain kingdom that chose survival over pride. When war became inevitable, its queen divided her people among neighboring lands, hoping some might live. Many did not. Some escaped. The courageous female General, Atossa, stayed to fight along other soldiers. Captured alive after an ambush on the mountain road, Atossa is dragged into an immortal empire ruled by a Vampire Lord who has crushed Nineveh, Persia, and every land between. He expected submission. What he found was defiance sharpened by loss. She does not beg, nor kneel and never submits to him Forced into the heart of his dominion, the general is given a choice no captive should ever face, struggle and watch her captured people die one after the other or fight along side the vampire lord and protect the empire that destroyed her land.

1st of 3 series Immaculate Angelyn Conception, a brilliant and seasoned Filipina archaeologist is tasked with unraveling the mysteries of the Sevilla family's ancestral palace and estates in the Philippines. With her expertise in excavating hidden treasures and deciphering ancient secrets, she's the perfect fit for the job. As she surveys the palace grounds, Immaculate's keen eye catches the whispers of a forgotten era, drawing her in like a moth to flame. That's when she meets Mark Vincent, the family's enigmatic grandson, who's still licking his wounds from a painful breakup and wants nothing more than to be left alone. As Immaculate works to restore the palace's ancient structures, she stumbles upon clues pointing to a hidden resting place of the family's ancestor, King Marcus. Legend has it that King Marcus, a just and fair ruler, suffered greatly due to a brutal war with a rival kingdom and lost the love of his life, a young lady named Inmaculada. As Immaculate digs deeper, she realizes that she's not just uncovering the king's history, but also unraveling a centuries-old tale of love, loss, and sacrifice. It turns out that King Marcus, much like Vincent, was begging to be left alone, worn down by the weight of his responsibilities and the pain of losing his beloved. As she navigates her feelings for Mark Vincent, who's struggling to move on from his past, she begins to see parallels between their lives and the ancient tale of love and loss. Will they find a way to break free from the cycle of heartache, or will history repeat itself? Cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner. Disclaimer: This is a Taglish story.

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H I M The one he'd die for, wanted to kill him the same, But death would be a guest he'd welcome, if she promised to sit by his grave. ................................................ H E R If there was a list of all the sins she was too afraid to commit, his name would probably be at the top. She loved him like she loved the stars, fiercely but from distance. ............................................. S y n o p s i s Two enemy kingdoms, united by a marital bond, Two royal children, betrothed before they were born, The boy, the girl, and the war at stake, You pay the price in lives, it doesn't matter how many you take, The boy, the prince, the mind games with a twist, The girl or a princess, the sweet tongue with wit. ............................................

Navarino is now desolate. A young boy's fate and a young girl's story changed forever. A Titan, trapped in Tartarus for all eternity. How was this the result of a magical orange pearl? Find out in this four chapter long, short story - Statues and Stone.

I walk into the palace, he knows my presence awaits. I walk into the palace, he is standing there holding his hands out for me. I walk up to him, hold his hands. We sit there locking eye contact. He is so perfect; his lips, hair, eyes. I wonder if he knows... --- PSA, stupid story my friend and I came up with for a laugh. (friend in question's username is @izzybung)

"ඔබේ කඩුවට මගේ පපුව පසාරු කරන්න ඉඩ දෙන එක, ඔබ නැති ලෝකයක රජකම් කරනවාට වඩා මට සැපක් වික්‍රාන්ත..."

"When young Aiya unintentionally gets send 10'000 years into the past through her new found power of time itself, she joins King-Avalar, Queen-Foínix, young Natty alongside the mysterious-knight and past versions of Mike's parents as Aiya learns/experiences what became of The Island of Soleanna and what led to The Gaia-War through a journey of self-discovery, mystery and redemption."

[ARCHIVED/UNFINISHED] This story helped me discover the kind of writer I want to be. But over time, I realized it wasn't the story I was meant to finish. So, I'm archiving it with gratitude---For everything it taught me, and for every reader who gave it love. I'm starting something that feels more true to me now, and I hope you'll stay with me for what's next. ---Original Description Below--- [He stormed towards her and slid his hand under her left cheek and kissed her like never before. A kiss that was filled with anger, disappointment and intense passion. A kiss that could convey a goodbye. She placed her hands on his chest taken aback by his sudden action, her eyes squinted with the intensity of his kiss and she was losing her breath. Suddenly he took his lips back and placed his head on hers, both panting for air, but their eyes did not meet. And then what he said next swept off the land from under Maadhavi's feet. 'I will never touch you again.' 'I snatch you off all the rights of being my wife' Maadhavi stood still her eyes stuck on his chest as his feets turned walking away from her. All she heard was the fading footsteps.]

After awakening in an alternate Mahabharata world, Rikto explores a realm where laughter meets wisdom. Through playful adventures and deep reflections, he navigates the epic's web of conflicts and alliances, uncovering profound truths about human nature and cosmic destiny." #It's not the real mahabharata 😅 #I Don't own the real epic. #Read at your own risk #The picture in the cover isn't mine.If the original owner wants to remove it then dm me, I will surely remove the pic. English is not my first language.So, bear with me.

"He came to conquer my kingdom. Now he holds my heart in his hands and I want to kill him for it." When the war ends, Seraphine Lysmere's world does too. Her kingdom falls, her parents surrender, and in exchange for mercy, she is handed over like a pawn, to be wed to Rafael Arlo Kingston, the cold prince of the Northern Kingdom. Thrown into enemy territory, Seraphine prepares to hate Rafael with every fiber of her being. But hatred becomes something more complicated when she sees cracks of humanity spilling from his brutal mask. She learns he may be hiding more than one secret, including the truth behind a ring of ancient power and a war that was never meant to be won. Torn between seeking revenge and vulnerability, putting her pride aside for survival, Seraphine must navigate a castle full of unknown foes, a fiancé she does not trust, and a destiny she never chose willingly. But in the war of thrones and thorns, love just might be the most dangerous weapon of all. ...

Both (u + z) (complete🍁) ၂၁ ရာစုမှ ၉ ရာစုသို့ Time Travel ရောက်သွားသော ကောင်လေးတစ်ယောက် အကြောင်း။ ရယ်သောသူသည် အသက်ရှည်၏ တဲ့😁 စာဖတ်သူတွေ ဒီficဖတ်ပြီး စိတ်အပန်းပြေစေဖို့ ရေးခဲ့ပါသည်။

A Love triangle of ancient alien origins, this "pair" of 3 retired demigods (not a typo) take a romantic vacation to rekindle their potentially polygamous marriage. They embark to have a relaxing time, casual fun and couples nights at a fancy resort set in ancient times. None of that shit works out. This tale of warfare, murder, a struggle to survive and the meaning of love, sends these battered demigods into a world of bigger, badder, more vicious gods and monsters that will stop at noting for blood and vengeance, world domination and chaos. Through Egyptian, Greeco-Roman, Norse, Dane mythology and more, this trifecta of confused lovers must divide and conquer, kill and unite to get back home in what can only be described as the worst vacation that could possibly happen to them. Join them in faraway lands, ancient kingdoms and even actual hell, as they gear up for war and show what they are made of...mostly radioactive metals and blue goop, but also courage and love. WARNING: This version contains sex scenes. If you don't want that, but still want the love story and the violence, then check out Adrian Ozryth, for the cleaner version. Same story, no direct sex, and even the first book's cleaner version. Don't get left out, humans!

Kill Circle is a tournament created by the government where no law is applied, all to determine one thing: "Who is the most dangerous human alive?" Strong fighters from around the world are invited to participate to see who is better. Who will be victorious, will someone avoid defeat, Read to find out

In a reality where many worlds exist, Earth is left out. Humans don't know about the existence of other worlds. Even in these universes, no one has the power to travel between dimensions. Philip Prince, however, is an exception. With the power to jump through these realms, he has become strong enough that he has a bounty of millions on his head. After he saves a pixie named Joy, his life becomes more interesting. He learns more about the world he lives in and his powers begin to grow. Soon, he must face much greater pains and sorrows, along with his rag-tag team of travellers. Philip learns more about his power and its source. A battle between cosmic beings with Philip at the centre of it. Will he be able to protect his team and his emotions? Will he learn more about his powers? Will he find out who is fighting him from behind the scenes? Read on to find out. New Chapters Every Sunday.