Throne Stories

Mahnoor is a second-year history student. She is sharp-tongued, fiercely independent, and unafraid to speak her mind. Her latest coursework is on the lives of powerful figures who contributed to India's growth. That's when she discovers him. An emperor unlike any other who was undefeated in war, feared by rulers, praised by history, but still infamous for his cruelty. The deeper she reads about him, the more her hatred for him grows because it was very evident the textbooks tried to balance his brilliance by sugercoating his brutality, but to her, his name is soaked in blood. One afternoon, sitting in the library, she seethes to her friend, "Still. If one of those women had rebelled, her name would be in this book today. I'm angry that none tried to do so." "I wish I was there. I really do." "I would have said things everyone was scared to utter to his face. He wasn't feared because he was powerful, he was feared because people feared for their lives. And that is not power." "He won't be remembered because he was great, but because he did things no one could ever forget." That night, on a rain-soaked street in Mumbai, her car nearly hits an old woman crossing the road. When she gets down to confront her, the woman curses her. "So, you wish you were there? You think you could speak, rebel, and change history with your voice? Then go. Let's see how your voice will be heard in a palace where a woman's opinion holds no importance. Your freedom will crumble because rebellion there means death. Your name will rot with theirs and be forgotten and only then you will understand they too were not stupid. Go. I'll love to see how you make history remember you." The world spins and she finds herself in 1574, inside the emperor's harem, the very one she hated with every fiber of her being. She knows how his story ends. But this time, she's inside it. Will she become another silenced voice in his dark legacy or the one woman who dares to rewrite history?

In this gripping sequel to The Culled Crown, Monroe finds herself fighting between the power in her blood, her traitorous heart, and her freedom. ***** Monroe Benson had two choices: be queen or be dead. When the Culling for the Erydian crown turned deadly in new ways and girls started dying outside of trials, Monroe's rebel brother gave her a third option: kill the queen and escape the Culling. Hidden in the mountains of Vayelle, Monroe must now try to prove her loyalty to a group of rebels who only see her as a threat. They don't want culled crowns or toxicant thrones - they want a new country with no goddess and no goddess-touched girls. With her only allies now her enemies, Monroe finds herself on a dark path filled with grave danger. [[word count: 250,000-300,000 words]] Cover designed by Natasha Shaikh

Two maids were cleaning a vast chamber when the younger maid asked the older one, "Didisa, you have been working in the palace for two decades right. Please tell me why are we cleaning this already clean chamber?". The older one smiled and said, "Although this chamber is always kept clean, it should be cleaned before anyone can reside here. And above all, our Ranisa is coming back to the palace". The younger maid didn't seem to accept it as a good news and said, "Whoever may come, but they cannot become equal to our choti Ranisa. She is the most kind, generous and sweetest person I have ever seen. She had never gotten angry on any maids even if they make mistakes. Take my example, I have made such a blunder on my first day here, but choti Ranisa accepted me as her own maid. Who can match her in kindness or even sword fight? And moreover she is Ranasa's heart beat". The old maid sighed and said, "Our Ranisa may not hold the heart of Ranasa. She may not be well versed in sword fight. But there is a reason why she is still our Ranisa. Sometimes one may have to be harsh to deliver justice and not just compromise between the victim and the tormentor. The people should have some fear about getting punished if they do wrong. And that charisma is with our Ranisa". ----------------------------------------------------------- A young girl of 17 years, looked at the retreating back of her newly married husband with a sad face. Just then her brother-in-law seated beside her husband's empty seat said, "Why are you sad, Bhabhisa?". She replied, "It's Nothing devarsa". He glanced back at his bhabhisa one more time and thought, "I don't know when bhaisa will open up with bhabhisa about his heart. She thinks that he is not fond of her. But how would one explain, why he ate the saltless food without a complaint and glared at me to keep my mouth shut. Unless it is for his beloved wife".

'Things aren't always what they seem to be." It's often just a show A curtain drawn to shadow the reality from the prying eyes of the world. In the dim view we all might be of the opinion , money is the source of everything. Yes perhaps , everything. But not happiness. Not peace. The most vital components of one's life cannot be bought. Luxury and security aren't the key to everything and the princes of Udaipur seem to be it's walking examples. Wrapped in every speck of extravagance are the lives of the three princes. Their hearts holding within them mounts of things left unspoken like the walls of the palace concealing mounds of secrets left buried. Encountering these are the three brides of the renowned Shekhawats. Desperately in love with her husband the eldest still clings to the hope of it all changing one day. Distinct is the second bride who has her own evils to fight. The third a perfectly bubbly pie of love looking forward to mend all these broken relations whilst saving her own. Will these young lives succeed in battling the sorrows of life alongside keeping upto the promise of love?

King Zuma now feeling the weight of age settling on his shoulders, knows the time has come to choose an heir. He chooses wisdom over tradition and instead of naming his successor he gifts a territory to each of his four children. A sign of trust and the ultimate challenge. A fight for the throne a chance to one day rule. They must prove they can build, protect, and inspire. A warrior, a diplomat, a rebel and a scholar. One sees this as a challenge as a chance to shape their destiny. One sees it as a betrayal of their birth right. As old rivalries brew and hidden enemies rise. The siblings must decide will they destroy each other for the throne. A tale of legacy-Throneborn begins where destiny is earned, not given.

The unfavoured, antisocial vampire prince and a human girl whose while town and family had been killed. One wants power, the other wants revenge. Both at the prestigious academy, not by choice, where humans are treated like cattle. What could come of this? A whole lot of bloodshed of course. And maybe some other elements too.

What happened when a cursed child falls in love with the child of the person who cursed him? main ship hyunlix. side ship minsung jeonchan

Kecantikan Desa Jiu yang kerap dipanggil Xiao Jin ingin membalaskan dendam keluarganya yang dieksekusi mati atas tuduhan yang tidak pernah mereka lakukan. Dia menyelinap ke dalam istana demi menemukan bukti agar mendiang keluarganya mendapat keadilan, malah harus berhadapan dengan Pangeran Zhang Zhexu yang telah mencurigainya sejak awal. XuJin Fanfiction 🩷

🔥 The Throne of Suryavrat - Raktasindhu (Book 1) 🔥 After seven years in training, the Sun-Blessed heir returns to the golden citadel of Suryagarh. But in the Hall of Thrones, every smile hides a blade... and every crown drips with blood. Amid lords who watch her like prey and a prophecy that whispers of fire and ruin, Maithili must tread carefully - for in Suryavrat, even the sun casts shadows. An epic tale of power, prophecy, and betrayal. © 2025 Radhika Dhir. All rights reserved.

Unable to stop the Fourth Realm from invading her home, Rowan must go to war. Using her dream-walking abilities to take over the bodies of enemy soldiers, Rowan fights on the front lines, giving everything she has to keep her realm safe. Season 2 of The Skin Thief *** Two worlds slowly collide, and an unexpected enemy rises. War has arrived in the Second Realm, threatening to destroy Rowan's home. With her Dream-Walking abilities, Rowan is ordered to fight deep in enemy-occupied territory, taking over the bodies of enemy soldiers in deadly battles. To make matters worse, Marcus, the man she betrayed, survived her killing blow and he is hunting her down, dead set on revenge. In the Fifth Realm, the timid, naive priestess is gone. Kiora has risen from her slumber and hatched her dragon, Beira. With a dragon by her side, Kiora wields power and new alliances are made, especially when a new wife joins the harem - a fierce woman of fire who warms Kiora's cold, broken heart. Despite her newfound power, Kiora and Beira are not invulnerable. Schemes threaten to destroy her and her beloved dragon, but this time, Kiora will not take it lightly. She will have her revenge against those who wronged her. She will be their empress. Even if she has to bury this realm in ice to do it. *** Weekly updates on Thursdays

The 19 Years old orphan who have always dreamt of the sea, living in the white lands not knowing who is she, little did she know that she was the last descendant of her kind, little did she know she held the power of the ocean and earth in the blood of her veins , little did she know, that her legacy has been written in the stars before thousand of centuries...

Some secrets of the magical forest have already been revealed... but not all of them. What will happen to the only heir of the throne when she finds out what's going on in the Forest? A story full of magic, treachery, broken - and mended - hearts... and mysterious creatures inhabiting the Forest of Lights. ~ This is the continuing part of my series - the first book, The Forest of Lights, can be found on my profile :) I recommend reading it first for better understanding. This book is currently ✨️on hiatus✨️, because I'm working on The Bringer of Light atm so that I'll be able to publish it by the end of 2024 💪. Basically, I can't write 2 books at once and also, my friend, who is the co-author of the book (or at least the helper), is inactive and it doesn't feel fair to continue without her as that would be stealing her idea. Anyway. I might continue this book at some point or I might not. Only time will tell.

This is part of game of thrones fanfiction. The line of Cersei Lannister and Rhaegar Targaryen. I OWN NOTHING. ALL RIGHTS GO TO HBO AND GRRM.

In a kingdom where duty weighs heavier than dreams, Princess Tressa hides her defiant spirit behind laughter and charm. While her sister Selene embodies grace and responsibility, Tressa secretly trains with the knights under moonlight, chasing freedom with every swing of her sword. But as suitors gather, alliances form, and whispers of danger grow louder, Tressa finds herself caught between the thrill of adventure, the stirrings of forbidden affection, and a fate she never chose.

Fanfiction of game of thrones. I OWN NOTHING. ALL RIGHTS GO TO HBO AND GRRM.

One year ago, Prince Andrew of Avaloria reclaimed his name. The rebellion's fight toppled Lord Vale's grip on the kingdom, but Avaloria's future is far from secure. War looms on the horizon as Narva and Elmet edge closer to open conflict - and Avaloria is trapped between them. The wrong choice could destroy everything Andrew has fought to protect. In the halls of the palace, the dangers are quieter, but no less deadly. Princess Beatrix of Narva moves with practiced grace, her presence a constant reminder of an old betrothal Andrew never chose. Whispers of a future royal wedding circulate in the court, threatening to undermine every decision. And somewhere beyond the palace walls, is Veronica Neale, though she's never far from Andrew's thoughts. When new enemies emerge and old wounds are reopened, Andrew must confront what it truly means to be king - and how much of himself he's willing to sacrifice to keep Avaloria from shattering. Because in a kingdom built on fragile alliances, even the smallest crack can bring the whole throne down. **BOOK 2 OF THE LEGACY OF AVALORIA TRILOGY**

⚠️ Bahasa melayu moden, sikit je 'touch' of klasik ⚠️ fantasy ✔️ magic ✔️ tak ada kaitan dengan real world. "Siapa kau ?!" Ini kisah aku, beradu di dunia lain bangkit di dunia lain. Aku sangka aku sudah mati yang bermakna aku tidak lagi punya kesempatan untuk bernafas di dunia ini lagi. Namun, sebaliknya yang berlaku. Di dunia aku. Aku hanyalah insan biasa yang tiada harta untuk diwariskan sehingga ketujuh keturunan, jauh sekali memiliki pangkat pangkat kayangan. Sehinggalah kewujudan dunia dia ini telah berjaya mengubah gelaran aku ke tahap yang aku sendiri tak pernah jangkakan. "Puteri Mahkota." Mungkin ada yang bakal menjerit histeria mendengarkan hal ini. Tetapi aku hanya mahu kalian tahu, hidup menjadi seorang puteri bukan seindah yang dirakamkan dalam kisah dogeng. "Pergi mati !" Itulah sambutan yang aku terima di sini daripada seseorang yang sepatutnya mengasihi aku. Dia yang sentiasa berada dalam impianku. Namun, nampaknya kehadiran dia berjaya mengubah impian itu menjadi mimpi buruk yang menyesakkan dan membunuhku dalam keheningan. "Aku ada." ⚠️ Mengandungi angan angan penulis semata mata. Tiada hubungan langsung dengan dunia realiti ini.

A baby? On a battlefield? Marcus is a clerk in the Imperial army. When he finds an abandoned baby on a battlefield, he has no idea what to do with her. His best friend is no help; he thinks Marcus is a sucker for taking the kid in. The slave who ends up babysitting the child is no better; she thinks Marcus has ulterior motives - bad ones. Not only that, but two mysterious female assassins appear on the scene. Whether they intend to harm the baby or protect her, Marcus isn't sure. It doesn't help that the assassins have magical cloaks that allow them to turn into birds at any time. Marcus and his friends soon find themselves caught up in things they doesn't understand: the child has some connection to an ancient prophecy, one that could have implications for fate of the Empire itself.

"As I turned, I saw beside me laid a man in his thirties, blood pouring out from the wound in his stomach. I was bewildered, where was I? Who is that man beside me? Why do I have this knife with me? These questions fogged my mind. I was feeling dizzy and was disgusted by the sight of blood when memories of what had transpired here started pouring into my mind. But it was not me, they were not my memories, I have not seen this man in the entirety of my twenty years of life...nor do I know the person whose memories were flooding my mind. Who is it? " Enika is a simple college student, she was caught in a car accident and went into a coma. Meanwhile, her soul wandered off and transported to a novel on her bookshelf, one she had not read. She knows nothing of the novel, but with the help of a messenger, she gets to know that the novel she is in is a Murder Mystery and she has possessed the body of the dead sister, Evelyn Gracia of the male lead, Alexander Gracia. The only way she could go back to her home is by finding the killer, and by killing him. This is her story where she tries to find the killer before he finds her, with the help of her knight, Edmund Florentine and the crown prince, Cesare Samarian.

𝙳𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ✨ To the ones who loved in silence, and lived in sacrifice. To those whose names may never be carved side by side, but whose souls remain forever bound. To Maheen - For carrying a heart full of storms and still choosing to nurture. For showing that even broken women can raise best Rulers. To Arjun - For loving once, truly, deeply and letting go not out of weakness, but strength. To Ruhani, whose softness is not her flaw, but her power. To Rudra, who must learn what it means to love without fear. And to every reader who believes that love is not always loud... Sometimes it lingers quietly-in glances, in sacrifices, in unspoken goodbyes.