Medievalish Stories

He didn't even look up when I spoke. "You're not ready for my OR." Great. Just great. - After everything-fighting my parents, walking away from the only life I knew, chasing a dream no one believed in-I thought things might finally get better. Instead, I ended up here. In his hospital . On his team and he already hated me. Dr. Nathan Cross didn't need to say it twice. It was in the way he dismissed me, like I was nothing. Like I didn't belong. But I wasn't going anywhere. Not after everything I lost to stand here.He might hate me. And I definitely hated him...or at least, that's what I told myself. Because neither of us knew yet..this was only the beginning. - Age gap (11 years) Enemies to lovers Slow burn Enjoy🤭

In a ruthless kingdom, feared nobleman Sebastian Blackthorn claims a bride as payment for a debt-shy and frightened Anastasia Ravenscroft. What begins as a cold, forced marriage slowly turns into something neither of them expected. But everything changes when the truth is revealed....

Harry Potter x Game of Thrones crossover. An adult Harry Potter dies during an experiment, but his soul finds a new host in a very distant world. After experiencing death for countless years, Harry wakes up in the body of Joffrey Baratheon. Now he has to navigate this unknown world with strange magic while trying to figure out how to best use his new resources to accomplish his goals. It is a Game of Thrones fic so expect plenty of nudity and violence.

Dr. Mohammad Abrar is known as the "Hitler" of City Care Hospital - strict, emotionless, and impossible to impress. Dr. Rukhsar, on the other hand, enters the same hospital with nervous dreams and quiet determination "Dr. Rukhsar, you are in the middle of your critical surgical rotation. Do you think.....hospital can afford to lose an intern for half a month?" He said "Khud ki shaadi hai aur wajah mujhse pooch rahe hain..." ​"Speak up, Dr. Rukhsar" Abrar commanded quietly. ​"Sir, meri shaadi hai" she said aloud, her voice tight. "Bed 3 ka IV drip abhi tak kyun nahi badla? Maine bees minute pehle order diya tha" Abrar stepped toward her, his eyes piercing right through her, cold and entirely unforgiving. "Sir, main yahan child patient ko stitch kar rahi hoon... inka bleed zada tha.... Bas do minute, main karke-" "Maine 'do minute' nahi maange thay, Doctor!" Abrar stopped right at the edge of the bed...."Wahan patient severely dehydrated ho raha hai, unka BP drop kar raha hai, aur aap yahan apni marzi se priorities set kar rahi hain? If you cannot multitask under pressure, you don't belong in the ER! Go and fix that drip. Now!" "Hospital gossiping ke liye nahi hota, Rukhsar" he said, his voice sharp. "Hum bas 5 minute ka break le rahe thy sir" she replied, intentionally using the formal title, though it felt like salt on a raw wound. "Rukhsar?" he murmured, his voice dipping as she reached out, her fingers gently unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt. "You're always so busy being 'Dr. Abrar" she whispered, stepping closer until her feet touched his.... She looked up at him through her lashes, her hands sliding up to his chest, feeling the heavy, steady thud of his heartbeat. "Tonight, just be my husband..... Completely....."

پارک چانیول، رزیدنت ارشد زنان‌وزایمان، پزشکی که همه اون رو می‌شناسند؛ آرام، دقیق و غیرقابل نفوذ. مردی که سال‌ها یاد گرفته احساساتش رو پشت یک چهره سرد پنهان کنه و فقط روی نجات بیماران تمرکز داشته باشه. با ورود بکهیون، رزیدنت جوان و پرانرژی بخش، نظم زندگی چانیول شروع به تغییر می‌کنه. بکهیون تنها کسی‌ـه که از دیوارهای اطراف چانیول عبور می‌کنه؛ کسی که می‌بینه پشت اون نگاه سرد، مردی خسته و تنها پنهان شده. اما در بیمارستانی که یک اشتباه می‌تونه همه چیز رو تغییر بده، رابطه بین یک رزیدنت و مافوقش چیزی نیست که به راحتی پذیرفته بشه. 🩺Couple: Chanbaek - HunHan 🩺Genres: Dram, Medical Romance, Smut 🩺By Elsa

I died after hearing that Elder Scrolls VI was delayed again. After opening my eyes, I woke up in a village that was blazing with fire and being attacked by a dragon. I realized that this place was Helgen I trying to save myself. Then I saw a woman lying down. I reflexively saved her and it turned out she was Dragonborn. if you want to support me and read more chapter visit my Pat_reon.com/frz10

The Humanity had almost been extinct, with North America, Oceania, and the Southeast Asia being the remainings of the Earth, the powerful adversaries: Martians, and the Ironized Empire had been completely annihilated and collapsed and faded from the face of the Earth, ending the gruesome war no one ever wanted. Years later, in the year of 1980, The Land of Liberty and Freedom is given a second chance to save a world alien to them which has magical kingdoms, science, Renaissance, medievals including a ancient threat. But this world is fuelled by corruption, imperialism, tyranny, arrogance, greedness, and lastly slavery. Today, the freedom and democracy and liberty will overcome these daily things Images in this story are not by me. Japan Summons is not by me. World of Warships DeviantArt Shipbucket

He sees her. She doesn't even know she's been claimed. In a rain-drenched city of neon secrets, trauma surgeon Elara Voss lives quietly-saving lives, avoiding danger, and burying the past that almost broke her. But everything changes the night she crosses paths with Arnol Draven: a dangerously controlled billionaire whose power is matched only by the darkness he hides. He should be a stranger. He isn't. Threads of something ancient-something impossible-bind his shadows to hers. And the more she tries to walk away, the tighter the invisible tether pulls. Caught between obsession and destiny, between danger and desire, Elara must uncover the truth Arnol refuses to speak... Before the silent threads binding them tighten into something unbreakable. Or fatal. A cinematic, slow-burn, dark romance where destiny feels like possession - and love feels like a haunting.

I don't own BBC Merlin or any of their characters. I only own any added storylines and my OC's. Arthur Pendragon x OC (Season One- ) "Have you ever wanted to live in your favorite tv show?" Join Carly as she experiences life in a reality far from her own and learns to navigate what it takes to survive and maybe even thrive. She will make many friends along the way that will grow to feel like family. Will you join her in her adventures? Unpredictable updates, a work in progress.

Reader Note:The plot twists, character choices, and major creative decisions in this story are mine. I used an AI assistant to help draft the chapters, expand descriptions, image generated and pull the words together. Thanks for reading my ideas! These story is to remind that love can be that ray of light that heal the deepest hidden scare . It inspire's love is gentle and optimistic yet powerful to shape life . Dr. Aarohi Patil, a determined anesthesiologist,rises through sheer resilience and her mother's sacrifice. What follows is not just a love story- it is the story of learning to heal wounds, medicine cannot touch. "Some wounds need surgery. Others need courage, truth, and love."

Dr Lena Rattanavichai trusts precision, control, and the things she can prove. Captain Miu Voranont has built her life around movement, instinct, and knowing when to take a chance. They meet during an emergency medical flight and should have remained strangers. They don't. What begins with professional friction slowly becomes something neither woman planned for - late-night conversations, stolen time, quiet routines, and feelings that become harder to ignore. But love does not exist in isolation. As their lives become increasingly intertwined, old histories, difficult choices, and the things left unsaid begin to test everything they have built. Because sometimes the greatest danger isn't distance. It's silence. A slow-burn GL romance about love, timing, family, and two women trying not to repeat the mistakes that came before them.

"Two souls devoted to their dreams, unaware that love was quietly walking toward them."

There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

"Let's play a game," he announced, his boots echoing off the ground as he neared me. "It involves a little bit of blood--," he paused, a slow smirk spreading across his face, "--considering it's your first time."

"Ten years ago, I threw my life away for a glittering lie. Today, I'm taking it back."Elena spent ten years as the perfect wife, working grueling night shifts as a pediatrician to fund her lazy husband Oliver's luxury lifestyle. On their tenth anniversary, her loyalty is rewarded with ultimate betrayal when a private detective sends proof of his infidelity. Faced with his cold indifference, Elena collapses in grief-only for her reality to violently shatter, sliding her back in time.Elena wakes up as an eighteen-year-old medical student on the exact day Oliver first proposed to her. Armed with the memories of her ruined future, she chooses a different destiny: she says No.Determined to rewrite her life, she buries herself in her studies, completely unaware that her quiet college friend Emre-the poor scholarship orphan she once rescued from bullies-is destined to become a wealthy, powerful heart surgeon. He is a man who has quietly, fiercely loved her across every reality.As Oliver's bruised ego turns into a dangerous obsession, Elena must navigate a high-stakes medical world to protect her career, claim her freedom, and discover if the selfless soul watching from the shadows is her true last chance.

*Undergoing editing. Half of these chapters were written when I was a child.* Book One: There is no prophecy. There is no tell-tale legend. There is no scripture written down in a book or a hidden cave. There is only the spoken word of the Gods. Dare not go against them, for life's very existence would be jeopardized. And the Gods never make mistakes. So why is everyone questioning their choices when it comes to a female? Men with a courageous nature and determined mindsets have made their legacy and are talked about in stories; even after death, they live on. The Gods never make mistakes; however, people believe the Gods have made just that when a girl is chosen to fight in a man's war. For, there has never, in the history that has been written in books and along the walls of undiscovered caves, been a female dragon rider. Highest ranking #1 in dragon #1 in dragonrider #1 in wings #1 in soul-mate #1 in magic #1 in academy #1 in war #1 in sexism #1 in fantasy-adventure #1 newstart

My AU! ok,to summarize shortly about the story,Sonic is a prince of a kingdom that was forced to marry somebody (no spoilers of who it is). Unfortunately,he likes somebody else (no spoilers again), a war occcured (no spoilers) and... nope, I'm already giving spoilers. That's all I could tell since I'm gonna be busy for days due to school.Thank you for your understanding,stay safe!

Aira never wanted romance. She wanted residency, respect, and a life built on faith - not fantasy. Until a rain-soaked night shift introduced her to Dr. Zayan Mirza, the man who looked composed but held chaos in his chest. Their love grows not in haste, but in softness - chai shared at 3 A.M., stolen glances across ECG monitors, duas whispered instead of confessions. When Nikkah comes, it isn't the climax - it's the beginning. This is not a love story where hearts fall recklessly. It's where two souls fall correctly. A gentle Muslim romance with hospital nights, shy smiles, and a forever built one prayer at a time. AIRA ANSARI • Age: 24 • Profession: MBBS Resident / ER Medical Officer • Personality: calm yet sarcastic, intelligent, emotionally soft but strong, observant, values modesty & growth • Arc: learns to embrace love without losing herself - love as support, not replacement • Weakness: overthinks, hides her feelings • Strength: empathetic, hardworking, spiritually grounded ZAYAN MIRZA • Age: 28 • Profession: Cardiologist / Senior Medical Resident • Personality: composed, sharp intellect, calm exterior with suppressed depth, protective but respectful • Arc: allows himself to feel, to be vulnerable, to choose softness without fear • Weakness: shuts down emotions to avoid pain • Strength: loyal, gentle leader, emotionally safe partner Together they grow - not perfect, but aligned. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

A place of superstitions A place of curses A girl who was forced to sacrifice her life for the welfare of the village and was widowed against her will. Widowed? Or Married? Ella Rosemane was satisfied with what little she and her family had. But one incongruous incident shatters everything she had and kills the spirit in her. Stuck between being a widow and married, Ella finds the curse around her is embraced by a stranger who is anything but a stranger to her. "My Corpse Husband" is a gothic love story with heartfelt love and a lovely romance.

Losing this war means captured by the enemy empire and considered as their prostitutes and servants. Dreaming that situation made my heart race even more. I settled myself on the floor, close to the door. Time passed but no one came unlocking the door and allow me to fight for our pride. "Attention..." the speaker said loudly. I quickly stood up and I could feel my heart coming out of the skin. Anything can be announced at this moment. " As the Prince of Pratapgarh killed mercilessly by our strongest army, I declare the war won by the Mahabaleshgarh and all the property belonging to Pratapgarh claimed by our empire including all Money, Royalties, children and all the ladies..." I Stood Frozen at that moment. I can't hear anything else. I tried escaping the place but suddenly the door stand banged open. I ran and in the hurry, I banged to the table and fell on the floor. I tried to stand up but They came fastly and one of them caught me by pulling my hair and made me stand. It hurt like hell. I cried, I cried loudly feeling the fear and most of all losing my everything. The person holding my hair try to press his hand against my cheeks and then one of them said " Keep her for the Prince, she is the Princess Abhishree" "yes... I agree, Don't touch her. Princess can only be the prostitute of the Prince" Another one said. ~~~ The story is set back in the sixteen century When The most powerful empire Mahableshgarh attacked the another Empire Pratapgarh and won the battle effortlessly. Losing the battle doesn't come with the loss but with the dangerous situation for the ladies. They would be treated as prostitutes, Raped, work as a slave and in the most dangerous condition sold or killed. The never saw dream of Abhishree came true. She was taken by the Prince and has to work as his slave. But her attitude was never giving up. She considered that She was the Princess, She is the Princess and she will be the Princess. THE BATTLE IS NOT ENDED YET Mature content!!!