Courtpolitics storie

Before the war, before Aegon took the throne, before her bestfriend married her father, Rhealla Targaryen was simply girl in love with her bestfriends older brother. They were each other's first love-until war, pride, and family tore them apart. Fifteen years later, Gwayne Hightower returns to King's Landing to find the Targaryen princess he left behind, living as a glorified prisoner of the Greens. Forced together while the realm burns, they discover that hatred is far easier than forgiving the one person they never truly stopped loving.

Elara Ayer has spent nine years surviving the fallout of her father's betrayal. Branded the traitor's daughter, she became a sword‑for‑hire - taking any job that keeps her mother and little sister alive. She never asks who she's working for. She never asks why. Until one mission changes everything. She's hired to escort the prince. Prince Kavan. Her childhood best friend turned sworn enemy - the boy who watched her world burn and learned to hate her for it. He doesn't want her near him. She doesn't want to care. But danger rises, secrets resurface, and the spark between them refuses to die. Enemies by fate. Bound by a contract. One wrong move... and the crown might fall again.

Greta Gerritsen is a fifteen years old girl who has always been different in many ways. First physically because she is the only red hair in her school, but also because she sees things that no one else seems to see and has strange dreams. Everyone thinks they are just nightmares, but Greta feels there is more... One day, her bullies try to cut her hair. This marks the beginning of Greta's journey in a world she always knew of but wished wasn't real. Soon she finds herself in the middle of a war, and the worse is that she has an important role to play! Remember: Faeries are not only kind little winged beings... Having red hair doesn't make you a witch... Dreams can turn to nightmares and nightmares can turn to dreams... And stories are not only for kids... *If you like Celtic mythology, romance, and fierce heroines, this story is for you.* Have a good read💕

The Creator forged the Ether. The Ether became Yin and Yang. From their balance came existence. Now that balance is breaking. Aerin is the most powerful Fortune Teller alive. The guardian of the Shadow Realm, keeper of ancient prisons. To some, he is a legend, to others a weapon. To the Prohibitans imprisoned beyond reality itself, he is only one thing: ~The Ether Witch~ But under all the titles and power is a man terrified of becoming another piece in the system. As ancient conspiracies awaken, forgotten cities stir beneath desert fog, and whispers of the Crimson Wraith spread through the realms, the balance between Yin and Yang begins to fracture. And if that balance breaks, reality itself may follow. Fortunately enough, Aerin is not alone. At his side stands Silver-Fox. His bonded hybrid partner, his anchor, and the one soul who still sees the man beneath the myth. In a world bound by power, duty, and destiny, the greatest battle may be holding on to one's humanity.

When a murdered young noblewoman uses the last of her soul to summon a modern woman into her past body, a deadly countdown begins. Rewound two years before the assassination, the modern transmigrant must navigate a treacherous aristocratic court, hunt down a killer who hasn't struck yet, and secure her vengeance-or remain trapped in the past forever.

Amidst the downfall of Anne Boleyn, the tumultuous marriage of Henry VIII, and the rise of the sweet-plain Jane Seymour, an unexpected guest arrives at the English court. Her name? Her Royal Majesty, Queen Adhara Samira Eloise of the House of Oldenburg - the formidable queen of Sweden, Denmark, and Norway, wielding unmatched power across northern Europe. She comes seeking a trade alliance with England: timber for ships in exchange for gold, rare spices for fine cotton. Yet fate has a different plan in store. As a Scandinavian queen cements her place, a Boleyn Queen spirals out of control, and a Mistress Seymour makes her final gambit, the court is thrown into chaos, intrigue, and desire. One kingdom. Three queens. And a King who never expected to be tamed.

Things Joanne expected on a Tuesday: Getting fired. ❌ Arguing with her best friend. ❌ Waking up in a medieval empire where everyone thinks she's either a witch or a spy. ❌ Now she and her bestfriend Diane have exactly one objective: Stay alive long enough to convince an entire royal court that they're harmless.

In a kingdom where loyalty is bought and secrets are buried beneath silk and stone, one princess has spent her life hidden behind a perfect smile. But when a single mistake shatters the peace, forgotten truths begin to surface, powerful enemies awaken, and the line between friend and foe disappears. Some crowns are inherited. Others are earned through blood, betrayal... and impossible choices.

Ashley Ashcroft was never meant to survive in the palace . she entered as a maid to bring the empire on it's knees !! but was she the only one who wanted to ruin the empire ?? Kingdom Astermoor was surrounded by traitor's and enemies. here, every smile is rehearsed. Every word is a lie. Every step draws her closer to the betrayal she was raised to commit. But the place is far more dangerous than she imagined. A king who hides more than he reveals. A man whose loyalty is as unquestionable as his smile is unreadable. One wears a crown , One carries the kingdom's darkest secrets. Both make her question everything she thought she knew. As alliance shift and enemies wear familier faces , ashley finds herself trapped in a game where every move costs a life. Trust becomes weapon the palace walls, a traitor is waiting for a perfect moment to strike. The problem is................ Ashley no longer knows who is using whom. The king may not be the hero. His closest companion may not be the villain . And the greatest betrayal may not come from the person anyone suspects. When the truth is finally uncovered.One kingdomwill fall, one heart will be shattered , and one kiss will change everything. But in a court built on deception. Who is the traitor ?? And when the final choice comes............ who will Ashley kiss ??

At sixteen, Saerina al-Hakim has spent her life crossing the deserts of the Qamari Empire alongside her father's renowned merchant caravan. Clever, sharp-tongued, and gifted at reading people, she expects to continue the family trade, not become a prize in the Sultan's harem. But when a chain of desperate lies and cruel misfortune places her before the empire's newly crowned Sultan, her future is no longer her own. Determined to marry for love rather than fight for a ruler's attention, Saerina refuses to play the deadly game of palace politics. Instead, she allies herself with the Sultan's most favored consort, believing that loyalty and obscurity are her safest path to freedom. She is wrong. Behind gilded walls and silken veils, every smile conceals an ambition, every kindness carries a price, and every whispered secret can cost a life. The skills that once made Saerina an exceptional merchant prove dangerously inadequate against seasoned courtiers, ambitious consorts, and royal schemers who have spent their lives mastering deception. And the greatest danger of all may be the Sultan himself. Intelligent, calculating, and impossible to ignore, he is unlike the tyrant she expected. The more fiercely Saerina resists him, the more their fates become entwined, drawing her deeper into a court where survival demands more than honesty - it demands power. In the palace where affection is a weapon and trust is the rarest currency, Saerina must decide how much of herself she is willing to sacrifice before the game consumes her entirely.

Every kingdom is built upon a sacrifice. Some are remembered. Others are forgotten. Lady Evelyn Baratheon has spent sixteen years ensuring hers would be one of them. But the North remembers what the South buried, the dead are not always done with the living, and the past has a habit of returning when winter draws near. In a realm where love is a weakness, loyalty is bought, and crowns are paid for in blood, one forgotten woman may change the fate of the Seven Kingdoms. This is a work of fan fiction. A Song of Ice and Fire, Game of Thrones, and all related characters, locations, and concepts are the property of George R. R. Martin, HBO, and their respective rights holders. I claim no ownership of any canon characters. This story is written for creative, non-commercial purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended.

After seizing the throne from his tyrannical uncle, King Edward IX must navigate the perilous game of ruling a kingdom. To solidify his power, he selects five advisors through a fierce competition. Among them is Arya Ashford- brilliant, unpredictable, and frustratingly lazy, yet capable of brilliance when she chooses to become serious. As the months pass, Edward grows closer to his advisors, but his connection with Arya feels different-uncertain, almost magnetic. Killian, his cousin and trusted ally, remains steadfast by his side, always ready to support him in the challenges ahead. The King's Chancellor is a tale of power, tension, and the uncertainty of trust, where every alliance holds a secret, and every decision could be the last.

In a kingdom where crowns are stitched from silence and daughters are bartered like coin, the wind carries whispers of a girl who will not kneel. Isabel Harvanser was once the sunlit heir, a daughter born to rule. But in a court where sons are salvation and legacy is measured in bloodlines, she was cast out-erased, exiled, forgotten. The throne that should have been hers now sits heavy beneath the weight of betrayal. But Isabel does not wither in the wild. She sharpens. She waits. She remembers. This is not just a fight for power. It is a reckoning. A reclamation. Of the crown. Of the bloodline. Of every woman who wore silk and chains, who was crowned only to be caged. The stories of her foremothers-queens turned ghosts, girls turned shadows-echo through her steps. Isabel walks with them now. She is their voice, their vengeance, their vow. And she will not go quietly into the pages of forgotten history. As alliances are forged in marriage beds and broken in backrooms, as kings secure their lines through conquest and fear, Isabel rises-not as a pawn, but as a force. A Single Rose is a lyrical, unflinching tale of exile, inheritance, and the women who refuse to disappear. In a world built to silence them, she will be heard. In a world built to break them, she will rise.

After a sudden death, Shen Yuan awakens in the body of a poor village boy in the Great Liang Dynasty. Armed with memories from another life, he vows to rise above poverty through knowledge. From mocked farmer's son to the empire's most brilliant scholar, Shen Yuan walks a difficult path filled with hardship, examinations, and political intrigue. Cold, disciplined, and seemingly indifferent to romance, he plans to dedicate his life to serving the people and bringing prosperity to the empire. Then he meets Lin Qingyu. Born into a wealthy merchant family, Qingyu is a beautiful and intelligent ger who refuses to live according to society's expectations. While others believe a ger's place is inside the household, Qingyu dreams of building businesses and creating a future with his own hands. But his talent and beauty make him a target. When a jealous step-sister's scheme threatens to ruin his reputation, a chance encounter with Shen Yuan changes everything. To Shen Yuan, Qingyu is simply a clever young ger in need of help. To Qingyu, however, the handsome and serious scholar is already his future husband. From that day onward, Qingyu shamelessly pursues him-appearing at bookstores, bringing him meals, and flirting at every opportunity. Yet beneath the laughter and teasing lies a determined heart willing to stand beside Shen Yuan through every challenge. As one climbs the road to officialdom and the other builds a business empire, the two find themselves drawn together by fate. But hidden enemies, court conspiracies, family conflicts, and secrets surrounding Shen Yuan's arrival in this world threaten the peaceful future they desire. Can a cold scholar and a flirtatious merchant ger overcome every obstacle and create a life together? Or will the secrets of the past destroy everything before their story truly begins?

Loki married Sigyn for duty, not love. But once, I believed he would choose me. We grew up together-partners in mischief, keepers of secrets, two souls intertwined long before fate pulled us apart. When he chose another, I lost him... and the future I thought we'd share. Years later, he returns with a request that changes everything: he asks me to help him create an heir for Asgard. It should be political. Simple. But nothing between us has ever been simple. Old feelings resurface. Old wounds reopen. And suddenly, the boy I loved-and the god he became-stands before me asking for the one thing only I can give. by the way when you see ( and im talking orLoki that us talk to you, dear reader) If I say yes, our lives will never be the same. If I say no... nothing will ever be the same either. Because Loki may have chosen duty- But destiny isn't finished with us yet.

She failed her coming-of-age rites and paid for it with exile. Banished by her own father, cast aside by the coven who raised her, she learned to understand what survival looks like without blood or protection. Three years later, she is summoned home. Not to be given a second chance but to compete for a crown she never dreamed of. In a world where magic is inherited, loyalty is conditional, and blood is fashioned into both a weapon and a chain, she must decide how much she is willing to give to a coven that once discarded her. Because this time, she won't bleed quietly.

Xiang Liu's hand slammed against the wall behind her, caging her in, water streaming down the hard lines of his jaw. "You don't even realize it, do you?" he said lowly, eyes fixed on her mouth. "How recklessly you test my control." Yueling blinked up at him, cheeks flushed from cold-or maybe from how close he was. "I-I was just trying to help-" His fingers curled under her chin, tilting her face toward his. "Then stop running to fix things that don't concern you. I'm not someone you can save." But then his lips crashed against hers, fierce and unrelenting, the kind of kiss that sears and drowns all at once. Her mind went blank, breath stolen by the heat blooming in her chest. And when he finally pulled back, just barely, his voice was quieter-possessive. "Next time you throw yourself into danger for someone else, Yueling... I might not be so merciful." -------------- Disclaimer: The plot, storyline AND OC's of this work are my original creation. However, most characters belong to the Lost You Forever drama and novel, and all rights to them remain with their respective creators. This fanfiction is a transformative work created purely for entertainment and personal enjoyment-no profit is being made. Please do not reproduce, copy, or repost this in any form, with or without permission. Cross-posted on Archive of Our Own (AO3).

She was never meant to wear the crown. But when betrayal shatters the court, Abigail must rise. With vengeance in her heart and a forbidden love in her shadow, she must choose- Loyalty to the throne... or love that could destroy it all. - In a kingdom where silence is power, she was born to roar. Abigail, the hidden heir, is forced to rise when betrayal bleeds through the royal court. Crowned with secrets and cloaked in scars, she must choose between vengeance and mercy, love and loyalty. But the throne whispers... and it remembers every sin. Will she rule with her heart, or burn the empire down? 👑 A story of power, prophecy, and a queen no one saw coming.

Princess Iris Solari has spent her life mastering stillness. In a palace built on stone, tradition, and careful silence, she is expected to listen more than she speaks and to exist without disturbing the shape of the kingdom. Her brother, Celestino, is being prepared for power. Her parents speak of duty as if it were inheritance itself. Iris is watched, guarded, and quietly excluded from decisions that shape her future. But something beneath the palace is beginning to stir, and Iris feels it before anyone else does. Her constant shadow is Sir Miranda, the knight sworn to her protection. Reserved, unreadable, and bound by oath, Miranda sees what others overlook and keeps what she knows carefully hidden. As the pressure of court politics tightens and Iris begins to sense that the palace is not as inert as it pretends to be, the distance between princess and knight begins to fracture. What starts as watchfulness becomes understanding. What should remain forbidden turns intimate. As magic long buried presses closer to the surface and loyalty is tested by desire, Iris must decide whether obedience is safety or simply another kind of cage. A slow-burn wlw fantasy romance, [Title] is a story about quiet power, forbidden love, and the cost of becoming visible in a world that profits from your silence.