Exiledprince Histoires

Hanan Kabir Kangiwa had it all-wealth, beauty, and the unshakable confidence of a spoiled princess who always got her way. Bossy, arrogant, and sharp-tongued, she ruled her world with disdain for anyone beneath her. And no one felt the sting of her cruelty more than her family's errand boy, Haseeb Muhammad Datti. Haseeb was everything she despised-quiet, humble, and infuriatingly beautiful. His extraordinary looks earned him mockery instead of admiration from Hanan, who found every opportunity to disgrace him. But behind his calm eyes hid a past more regal than she could ever imagine. For Haseeb was no ordinary servant. He was the exiled prince of the powerful Agadas Emirate, cast out after a web of lies spun by his own cousin destroyed his name. Accused of a crime he never committed, abandoned by those who should have defended him, he bore his pain in silence-until fate bound him to Hanan. What begins as hatred slowly unravels into obsession, and Hanan finds herself falling helplessly for the very man she once humiliated. But when secrets of his royal blood and the betrayal that shattered his life are revealed, their worlds collide in a storm of passion, pride, and redemption. Will Hanan's love be strong enough to heal his wounds? Or will the past rip them apart before she can finally claim him as hers? An intoxicating tale of arrogance, humility, forbidden love, and the sweet ache of destiny.

I was a princess who adored only herself, lost in the magic of my own reflection. People were mere shadows-until a mysterious boy exiled from Egypt stepped into my world. Supposedly a slave... but secretly, he was a prince, and he would change everything.

Rowen, an ordinary teenager, is suddenly snatched from his familiar world and taken to frostfire glade, a mysterious city beneath a purple sky, discovering he's not just a visitor, but a key player in a prophecy that involves a ticking clock on his wrist, a watch that counts down to an unknown disaster. Accompanied by Keira, a determined girl with a mysterious past, and aided by the conflicted guide Adam, Rowen has to navigate a series of deadly trials. ​As the countdown nears zero, the shadows themselves become sentient and aggressive, fed by the malice of those seeking power.

In a world where betrayal and duty are woven into the fabric of power, two hearts bound by their pasts must navigate a treacherous path toward freedom. Kieran, an exiled prince from the war-torn kingdom of Arkanor, seeks refuge in Solara, determined to leave his dark past behind. Taking a quiet position as a palace guard, he has no intention of getting involved in the kingdom's politics-until his path crosses with Princess Elira. Elira, burdened by the weight of her royal duties and a marriage arranged for political gain, is struggling to carve out her own path. While her father pressures her to secure an alliance with Arkanor, Elira is caught in the grip of her own grief and frustration. When Karl and Elira form an unexpected connection, they find solace in each other's company-both hiding painful secrets and carrying burdens that threaten to unravel everything they've come to know. But as their bond deepens, the stakes rise higher than either could have anticipated. In a kingdom where nothing is as it seems, Karl and Elira must confront their pasts-and each other-before the choices they make bind them to a fate neither can control. UPDATES ON EVERY WED AND SAT AT 00:00 A.M ANNOUNCEMENT: SEASON 2 IS SCHEDULED TO PUBLISH FROM MAY 2ND ONWARDS.

All Dinah Ahmadi wanted was better living conditions for the people of her tribe. Instead, she got the chance of a merciless revenge. A chance that will turn her world upside down. Motivated by all the wrong reasons, Dinah revolts against the Crown. Desperate for help, she relies on a shady traveler, an exiled prince, and a retired prostitute turned brothel madam. She journeys the Empire with her band of misfits, meeting mysterious, mischievous creatures, and rallying troops for her cause. Guided by her flaming blood lust that will only be satisfied by the sweet nectar of revenge, Dinah awaits the day of judgement. The day the guilty will burn. Cover by @DrWidAA

*"The Lion of Awadh: A Prince Caged in Iron"* is a gripping historical drama that plunges readers into the politically charged world of colonial India, telling the untold story of Wazir Ali Khan, the exiled prince of Awadh. Set in the late 18th century, this tale follows young Wazir, adopted heir to the throne, as he navigates betrayal, power struggles, and an imperial grip that seeks to crush his spirit. His uncle's scheming, the British machinations led by Sir John Shore, and the infamous "Massacre of Benares" weave a story rich with rebellion, loyalty, and the high cost of honor.

In a world where ancient legends intertwine with modern reality, the fate of a long-forgotten heir is about to ignite once more. His past lies veiled in mystery, his present bound by friendship and pain, and his future promises a war for which no one is prepared. When a golden light descends upon Earth - not as a gift, but as a sentence - three friends must make a choice that will change everything. The only question is whether they can remain human in a world where destiny itself calls them gods. This is a story of betrayal and loyalty, of the wounds of the past and the strength of new beginnings. A tale that reminds us: even amid darkness and blood, a gentle lullaby still echoes... a mother's lullaby.

Eighteen months ago, Dr. Margot Cross presented evidence that the Temple of Dalreth was far more than ancient stone. She was right about the impossible-and it destroyed her career. The archaeological community called her delusional. Her university cut ties. Her colleagues whispered behind her back. But when reports of a mysterious illness start emerging from the forbidden northern territories, Margot sees the patterns she predicted. The temple is responding to something. And people are dying. With nothing left to lose, she hires a guide to take her into the restricted zone. Aren is guarded, capable, and hiding secrets of his own. Together, they discover that Margot was right all along. The temple holds memories of the last outbreak, three hundred years ago. It knows what's killing people. It knows how to stop it. But its ancient solution might destroy everyone before it saves them. With only hours to prevent a catastrophic response, Margot must learn to communicate with something that remembers when her ancestors were still learning to build with stone. What begins as a desperate race to save thousands becomes something neither of them expected: a partnership built on trust, a love forged in impossible circumstances, and proof that sometimes the greatest discoveries aren't found in ancient ruins-they're found in each other. A slow-burn adventure romance where nature holds the answers, ancient wisdom meets modern science, and two broken people learn that believing in the impossible might be the most rational thing they've ever done.

Kylan Vison is the heir to the throne of the Falcon Empire. A prosperous and rather influential nation. However, when his younger brother Leofrick takes control of the nation and traitorous secrets are revealed, the near perfect nation that once was isn't so perfect anymore. (Title is also subject to change) ( Book 1 (?) of The Kingdoms of Old Series)

Prologue "Power doesn't always fall with thunder. Sometimes, it dissolves in silence... like sand slipping through your fingers." For a thousand years, the Six Kingdoms held to a fragile balance, ruling over the Fringe-a vast and merciless stretch of desert that split the continent in two. At its heart, rising above the dunes, stood the kingdom of Lûmar-the jewel of the sands, cradle of wisdom and might. Its king, Elandor, was feared and revered. His word could seal treaties, spark wars, or end them with a glance. But every jewel invites greed. And all power, betrayal. On a moonless night, the palace burned in silence. Shadows moved faster than torchlight. Banners were torn down. Gates opened from within. Blood spilled where peace once echoed. The coup was swift, silent, and absolute. The king fell without raising his sword. And with him, the legacy of a dynasty. Only his son, Kael, managed to flee-covered in ash, terror, and disbelief. His face was stained. His name, cursed. The crown was empty, and yet he was hunted like a criminal. No allies. No army. No path. The desert is no refuge. It is an open grave. And yet it was there he fell. Where he abandoned his name. Where the prince was swallowed by the sand... and Ashan was born. A royal child among thieves. An heir hidden among the forgotten. A destiny suspended between dust... and fire.

Victoria's heart and mind were in turmoil. After the queen's death, the burden of protecting her family-especially her older brother Arthur, the young crown prince-fell entirely on her shoulders. She had to shield Arthur until the day he would wear the crown. Next week's royal ball was more than just a gathering-it was a turning point. Victoria knew her stepmother was planning to arrange a marriage for her. But this time, she wouldn't let that happen. This time... she would choose. What Victoria didn't know... was that she had already been chosen. Eyes had been watching her all along- Sharp, greedy, and void of feeling. The eyes of an exiled prince.

Volkmo, once the crown prince of Kyron, fakes his death after being sentenced for treason. He finds solace in Zimrea as a renowned conductor, pouring his past into wild, breathtaking performances. When Kyron discovers he is alive and declares war on Zimrea, Volkmo fights to protect his new home. In the end, he secures Zimrea's future at the cost of his life. Over time, his legacy fades, and the world moves on, but his symphony remains in the echoes of the past. - - Hiiii! This will probably be another short story, but who knows! I might take interest in it again. Hope you enjoy it!!! It's one of my favourite stories so far!

One touch was all it took to change her normal life. Aaradhya Sen thought that she was ordinary; a simple girl who preferred the company of her sketchbook to people. Used to being invisible. But, the first blooming flower of spring was anything but simple, she got to a realm with floating islands and ruins alike just by touching it. With a dead God's memories to unlock and a system that monitored her every emotion to survive, the only way to return is to save the realm from complete doom. Bound with the exiled prince as cold as his silver eyes, she has to find a way to save the realm. To do that she had to find an artifact with the god's essence. But, before there she must protect her heart from the oh-so-attractive prince she is forced to work with. ----- This novella is a part of the ONC 2026 contest. Main prompt: #2 Other prompts: #44 and #93

Sia was never meant to belong anywhere. Not among the living... and certainly not within the forest of Thyrren. But when an ancient power begins to stir, she becomes its chosen heir-marked by something older than memory, something that has been waiting far too long. Chased not only by monsters... but by the ruin sleeping beneath her skin, Sia is pulled into a brutal trial where the forest does not protect. It devours. And as roots tighten, shadows whisper, and blood ties turn to curses, she must decide what she will become... Before Thyrren claims her entirely. Because some awakenings are not gifts. They are endings. ________ Mimmin🩷