Treason Stories

The story illustrates the tragic and dramatic life of a young lady in one of the small states in the African continent where as she faces scenes that bring regret ,reveal and growth once she was stepping into another step in life.....

In a palace where silence is obedience and perfection is survival, Kabir exists as a shadow- an Indian servant who is anything but ordinary, a spy trained to observe, calculate, and disappear within the system that was never meant to see him as human. But the moment he catches the attention of Julien, a sharp-minded British official who notices what others overlook, the careful balance begins to fracture. Suspicion turns into fascination, and their quiet battle of control slowly shifts into something far more dangerous-recognition. Meanwhile, in the same suffocating corridors, Sarat- another spy who survives through humor, masking fear with laughter and rebellion with charm, until he crosses paths with Edric, a calm and unreadable figure who speaks in silences and watches like he already knows the ending. Where Sarat is chaos, Edric is control-and yet, against all logic, they begin to understand each other. As secrets tighten and loyalties blur, both pairs find themselves trapped in a system built to erase individuality, where every connection is a risk and every emotion a weakness. Because in a place like this, love is not freedom-it is treason.

༺═────────────═༻ 𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵 | K. Bakugo | ༺═────────────═༻ ❝ 𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕. ❞ The kingdom has always known who to fear. The ruthless prince. Not the girl with ink-stained fingers and a worn leather journal. When an unexpected encounter with the crown's explosive heir pulls a commoner into the heart of the royal court, she finds herself surrounded by dangerous alliances, whispered conspiracies, and secrets older than the kingdom itself. Everyone wears a mask. Every promise has a price. And every act of kindness comes with a consequence. As war brews beyond the palace walls and betrayal lurks within them, she must decide who deserves her trust... before the kingdom decides her fate. Every chapter begins with a page from her journal. Every page tells the truth. You just won't understand it until the very end. **Book One of the Treason Duology.** _________ Top Rankings so far: #3 in diaryentries (7/29/26) #8 in journal (7/29/26)

On the scorched continent of Sauven, where kingdoms rise and fall beneath an unforgiving sun, the fate of empires rests not only on armies but on blood, marriage, and betrayal. As the King struggles to preserve a fragile peace, ambitious princes, devoted queens, cunning statesmen, nomadic rulers, and gifted healers each pursue their own vision of the future. Alliances are forged through sacrifice, ancient faith challenges royal authority, and every choice carries a terrible cost.

"Don't you know? Us witches don't burn." Mae-Lynn is a witch. She is not a good witch. She is not a bad witch. Just a witch. But nobody believes in witches that are not bad. So she, and her sisters, have to hide. ~°¤☆¤°~ Alistair is Emperor of Palim. He is an unorthodox Emperor. No Empress, only concubines. But he is under great pressure. And his mages are dying. ~°¤☆¤°~ When Mae-Lynn and Alistair cross paths after a great disaster in Mae-Lynn's country of origin, Algenov, which involved some unknown witches, it seems they have what each other needs. But jealousy threatens that. And the court is full of it... ~°¤☆¤°~ This is an original work of mine. I own everything in this book, and none of it can be used without my permission.

Twenty-four-year-old Hadleigh's life was perfect. Or so she thought, until she wakes up in a human hospital with a mysterious wound in her side, no memories, and a strange voice that keeps whispering to her in her sleep. Upon her awakening, Hadleigh finds herself giving into the nagging urge to head north to pack Praesidio. There, she comes across a group of wolves sworn to protect her, yet they will not tell her why. Next, enter Alpha Eric Bellator, Hadleigh's mate, yet just as secretive as the rest of them. Soon, Hadleigh finds herself knee deep in a plot against the entire species of werewolf and a greatness she never wished for is thrust upon her; she is the only hope for her kind, the only living witness to a series of massacres that have been continuously taking place for the past twenty years. The only problem? She doesn't remember a single detail of what happened the night she was nearly killed, and the fate of her species relies on it. (This book is currently being re-written under the title 'Recollection (Rewrite)' Approximately two updates per week)

Prince Tyrran and Princess Braganza leave Cadora for their new life in Garrol, the capital of the Empire of Thargoza. Once they arrive Braganza finds that the palace in Garrol is filled with intrigue and corruption. When her uncle, Emperor Ignazio, dies she has to fight her chief minister Oria Yemas and her Imperial Council to assert her authority as Empress, a fight which finds Tyrran at the centre of, nearly costing him his life. To make matters worse the god Cador has taken an interest in Tyrran and wants him to fulfill a prophecy to kill the dark goddess Thargoz. Can Braganza keep her throne? Can she stop Tyrran from leaving? What about her marriage? Will the price for her ambition force her to pay a price she is not prepared to pay? Buy "The Empress of Thargoza" on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D9HF2DKG

It is a time of brutal civil war in the Iron Kingdom. Young King Holtheg Kormagdelon has lost the support of half the kingdom, who have formed a rebel alliance to combat what they see has tyranny and ambition. For the clever and greedy Duke Anthony Stark has been gaining power and influence in the land, and some believe he is more in command than the king is. Further, the duchy of Limbs is in dispute; King Holtheg appointed Duke Stark to it, but the council voted on the hereditary heir, Lothric Nindelon, the bastard son of the late Gwyn Nindelon. The rebels support and are lead by this Lothric, along with Duke Frederick Lothardelon, whom they wish to be king. Can the Iron Kingdom stand the test of civil war and emerge intact? And will it succumb to greed and tyranny, or to chaos and disunion?

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"Clove Kentwell!" Clove's world fell apart when those very words slipped from Selena's( the escort for district 2) mouth. "And now for the boys!" She exclaimed. "I volunteer!" I stared blankly as Cato Hadly walked onto the stage with me. "Our tributes for district 2!" Me and Cato stared blankly at eachother. "Go on you two shake hands!" Me and Cato shook hands. I mouthed the words 'thank you'. Till death do us part, You are the reason I still want to breathe Please oh please stay with me

Two sisters separated by different views. A war that would surely split them for good has brought them together after four years of some time of forgetting and some not.

An assassin's journey out to kill traitors for personal quarrels that happened in the past. There is nothing sweeter than the sweet smell of cold-blooded revenge.

Chaos. That is how everyone would describe the world after Korra died, well- better said, after she was murdered. Everything went to hell, literally. The people, the nations and even the spirits were not interested to remain in peace, of course there were alliances but unfortunately they were really unstable and unpredictable. Red Lotus, White Lotus... what was the difference? The color? The intention? Both orders wanted the avatar, and the search for that earthbender boy was a race. Balance was at stake but- what if the avatar had other... priorities? What if chaos was the answer to the mess Avatar Korra left behind? And most importantly, what if this avatar thrived in it? ------------------------------ All rights reserved. Almost every character belongs to the creators of "ATLA" and "TLOK" I do not own any of them, I just own Azis and a few new characters of my own that I will introduce in the story as it goes on. This story is completely my creation, do not copy. Any doubts, do message. This is the english version. Vote, comment and share, enjoy!

Begins with the typical story of the average guy who is tired of living his boring and depressive life until some things unfolds on his favor ,when he finds himself trapped in a contract he didn't asked.

Shrouded within the subterranean realm of the Underdark, Falanhor Daelass finds that nothing is easy. Not magic, not fighting, not love... not even keeping his head upon his shoulders. Being a lower class man in a matriarchal theocracy, this might be expected, but it is made infinitely more difficult when he begins to understand just how corrupt his nation is and how much what he loves means to him. Furthermore? He's /knows/ he's destined for something more. He just knows. Note: This is a collection of short stories set anywhere from a couple months to a couple years after each other, so it won't read like a normal book. Warning: Contains violence and graphic descriptions Cover background obtained through Google Images. If this is your image and you would like me to remove it, please let me know.

Seeking a love potion for her arranged marriage, Timothea Horton seeks out Beatrix. The witch gladly sells her the brew, but it comes with a tragic twist.

Originally called "you're forbidden (but I couldn't care less)" this is my first actual fanfic, so please no hate! I'll work on it, but updates may be slow. The landmarks/places, ideas, prejudices, and other things are not from pokemon world, so it's technically alternate universe. Summary: A glaceon is falsely accused for treason. Together with her leafeon cousin and flareon friend, they search for the true culprit. Despite the fact that it wasn't hard to find whose hands did the deed, there was someone working behind the scenes: they were the true culprit. Note: This story is on Wattpad and Ao3 only. If it is found on any other writing platforms, then it has been stolen. I do not own Pokemon, but I do own my characters and the plot

"𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻, 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗱." "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮, 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂?" Every year the kingdom of Winachech gathers ten men at random from across the land in hopes one of them will catch the princesses eye, and win her heart. This year, Clay H. Fostier happens to turn eighteen on the dreaded day. He has no interest in the princess or the Royal family, so when he's chosen for the role and his life as he knew it is forever gone he's rightfully upset. Being pushed along the tide of sipping tea, bowing, and bearing itchy clothes, he loses hope of ever returning to the man he once was. *** Especially when he's kidnapped by the irresistibly hot princess's brother. ((Dnf royalty au. Contains mature themes))