Peasant
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The Prince's Escape
Once we are alone, he turns to me, "We need to work on your acting skills. How can a commoner be such a bloody awful liar? Don't you learn that when you are infants?" "Oh, I'm sorry I don't lie for sport like you lot! Last I checked, it's the ones with the sticks up their arses who are so brilliant with deceit and after seeing your performance I know it to be fact! I've never heard such shit! As though I hold any regret, for telling that fancy prat anything, ha" I call back. Now that we are alone, I no longer require restraints as I let my temper run wild. He does something that takes me by utter surprise. He literally grabs my lips and pushes them together. "Don't you ever shut this mouth of yours!" I move my hands to his chest, trying to pay no mind to the heat radiating from him and give him a great push, shoving him a few steps back in surprise. "Don't touch me! Agh!" I let out before taking a breath, and with a little less force I add, "the King bought it didn't he." "Barely," he grunted. My head snapped back at him, I was fuming. How could a man make me so incredibly angry with just a few words? This must be the great charm of the Prince, I hear so much about. #310 in Historical Fiction 10/2, #347 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 1/5, #291 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 5/18, #239 IN HISTORICAL FICTION, #232 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 6/23 #160 in Historical Fiction 1/29/18 , #131 in Historical Fiction 4/3/18, #121 in Historical Fiction 4/4, #108 in Historical Fiction 4/8, #89 in Historical Fiction 4/9, #87 Historical Fiction 4/13, #66 Historical Fiction 4/22, #60 Historical Fiction 4/25, ----- Currently going through some major revisions 1/27/2018Complete
Imagination (Short Story)(Complete)
Sky💙 အထီးကျန်မှု ဝမ်းနည်းမှုတွေကို ခံစားနေရတဲ့ကောင်လေးတစ်ယောက်အတွက် ပုံရိပ်တစ်ခုဟာဘဝထဲတိုးဝင်လာခဲ့တယ်။ ဖေးမပြီး အမြဲတမ်းရှိနေပါ့မယ်ဆိုတဲ့နှစ်သိမ့်စကားတွေနှင့်အတူပေါ့ ။ တစ်နေ့မ ှာတော့ ကိုယ်စွဲလမ်းချစ်ခင်ရတဲ့သူ ကိုယ့်ကိုနွေးထွေးမှုတွေ ဆက်တိုက်ပေးနေတဲ့သူဟာ တကယ်ဖြစ်တည်ခြင်းမရှိတဲ့အခါ......Complete
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 ━━━━━ 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒆 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒕
[COMPLETED] ❝ 𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. ❞ Freedom. It was such a small word but held the world in its letters. It meant anything and everything that they've never had. ________ Medieval Fantasy Themed Fan Fiction. [Started: Nov 10, 2019] [Completed: March 10, 2020]Complete
Vampireကတော်ပေါက်စ
ဖခင်စီစဥ်တဲ့လက်ထပ်ပွဲကိုမလိုလားတာကြောင့်အိမ်ကထွက်ပြေးလာတဲ့မြေခွေးမလေးကျူးလစ်...မထင်မှတ်ပဲvampireတို့ရဲ့အရှင်သခင်ဖြစ်တဲ့ဂျယ်ရမီနှင့်မှဆုံတွေ့မိသောအခါ.....Complete
YOURS WITHOUT CHOICE
Her heart chose him before she even realized it. He loved her real self-without masks, without expectations. And even when duty tried to tear them apart, their love held on-because some connections are made from the soul, not by rules.
₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊ "Where the Thorns Rest" ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ ၴႅၴ ₊ ⊹
₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊ 𝑨 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝑵𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 15 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑨𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕, 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 "𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇?" ₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊ 𝑾𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒔? 𝑶𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍... 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆....
Love Letters To My Villain
He doesn't believe in love. But someone is teaching him how to feel-one forbidden letter at a time. In a kingdom ruled by fear, the villain hides behind masks, shadows, and a heart untouched by mercy. No one dares speak his name-except her. Every week, she leaves him a letter. Unsigned. Untraceable. Unforgivable. But when the war ends and their paths finally cross, he doesn't realize the girl he's hunting... ...is the one who taught him how to feel.Complete
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑
"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳." 𝖠𝖯𝖱𝖨𝖫 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 － 𝖠𝖴𝖦𝖴𝖲𝖳 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥Complete
Once we are alone, he turns to me, "We need to work on your acting skills. How can a commoner be such a bloody awful liar? Don't you learn that when you are infants?" "Oh, I'm sorry I don't lie for sport like you lot! Last I checked, it's the ones with the sticks up their arses who are so brilliant with deceit and after seeing your performance I know it to be fact! I've never heard such shit! As though I hold any regret, for telling that fancy prat anything, ha" I call back. Now that we are alone, I no longer require restraints as I let my temper run wild. He does something that takes me by utter surprise. He literally grabs my lips and pushes them together. "Don't you ever shut this mouth of yours!" I move my hands to his chest, trying to pay no mind to the heat radiating from him and give him a great push, shoving him a few steps back in surprise. "Don't touch me! Agh!" I let out before taking a breath, and with a little less force I add, "the King bought it didn't he." "Barely," he grunted. My head snapped back at him, I was fuming. How could a man make me so incredibly angry with just a few words? This must be the great charm of the Prince, I hear so much about. #310 in Historical Fiction 10/2, #347 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 1/5, #291 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 5/18, #239 IN HISTORICAL FICTION, #232 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 6/23 #160 in Historical Fiction 1/29/18 , #131 in Historical Fiction 4/3/18, #121 in Historical Fiction 4/4, #108 in Historical Fiction 4/8, #89 in Historical Fiction 4/9, #87 Historical Fiction 4/13, #66 Historical Fiction 4/22, #60 Historical Fiction 4/25, ----- Currently going through some major revisions 1/27/2018
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