𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐
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  • Reads 318
  • Votes 21
  • Parts 5
  • Time 58m
Complete, First published Feb 09, 2023
❝ 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫? ❞

Online gamers who died due to the lack of decent sleep, all so they can rank up and reach mythic together. 

Well, they did ranked up, in a different life. 

A high ranking position of a Marquis, from the North and from the South. Both gamers reincarnated in a world unfamiliar to them, yet as long as the friends are together, nothing's terrifying, right? 

That's how it should be, but the bottomline is, they reincarnated as rivals.

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Started: February 9, 2023
Started (posted): February 10, 2023
Ended: ____
Language: English (+ Tagalog)
Genre: Action, Adventure, Historical, Fantasy, Isekai, Comedy
Bookcover by: Truly Yours❤ (I meant the edited one. While the pictures of the characters and the background belongs to their rightful owners)
 
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📍𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞:
This story is not a translated novel as it is an original story written by me.

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This was my first time. I patiently waited for the man Dua Begum told me would be my first to bed with. After starting to bleed two years ago, my stepmother left me at a pleasure house when my father abandoned us. Since then, I've accepted the pleasure house as my new home. He walked in a black Kurta with subtle green eyes and a deep voice. The moment he asked my name and age and then proposed to me for the wedding, I fell in love. There was no denying it. I was just fifteen, and he was nineteen. But, ever since the night of our wedding, he has not come back to take me with him to his home. He left me alone, stranded, burning for him. I did not know who he was. What did he do? All I knew was that he was the soul of my World. My Jaan-e-Jahan. Seven years later, he came back as a storm in my life. As Sultan Rehman Sulaiman. The son of the man who took everything from my family, even before my birth. The reason I ended up in the Pleasure House in the first place. But my love for my husband, the Sultan, is bigger than the mountains, deeper than the oceans, and wider than the skies, even though he is himself a Mountain, impossible to move, an ocean, scaring people to stay away, and a wide sky, impossible to reach. Discipline is everything for him. He is full of love and respect for his family but equally heartless and dangerous toward those who cross him. And, in all of this, I entered his life as a burning flame, a tiny candle's flame, dancing for his attention, crying for his affection, and dying for his love. Until he killed my only loved one. My love died. And, his never bloomed. I was once a bud, unbloomed Rose, who opened my deep red petals for him, and he turned them black, leaving me forgotten inside the dying pages. Was I always forgotten for him? Did he never consider me anything more than a mere responsibility? Will I always be remembered as Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose? Mature Content!!! @Copyright 2025