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The Serpent's Throne

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Parties 16
Durée 1h 28m

LECTURES 110
Votes 54
Parties 16
Durée 1h 28m

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In a land where the Nile meets the Mediterranean, a princess named Callidora is born under the prophecy of serpents-a symbol of power and chaos. Raised in the court of her father, the Greek Pharaoh of Egypt, Callidora, is both revered and feared. Unlike other women of her time, she is educated in statecraft, war, and the mysticism of the gods. As she comes of age, Callidora is thrust into a world of betrayal, alliances, and forbidden love.

Through her eyes, we witness the grandeur of Egypt's pyramids and the influence of Greek philosophy. But her heart is torn between duty to her people and a love that could shatter two empires. Callidora's story challenges the notion of a woman's place in history, as she strives to wield the power of the throne while remaining true to herself.Tous Droits Réservés

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The Battle of the Noble Ladies (Book 3), écrit par NoenSnow

Other titles: Noble Family's Battle in the Boudoir Noble Family's Inner Struggles 名门闺战 Author: Qin Xi Translator: Me (XiaoBai) Having lost all sense of face and shamelessly clinging to Duke Ying, Shen Qingrang, for a lifetime, Song Chuyi died. On the day she died, Duke Ying happened to have a theater troupe perform to celebrate her younger sister's birthday. Alone and desolate, Song Chuyi felt she had no more attachments. To her surprise, she opened her eyes and found herself back before she was married. When asked if she would still recklessly pursue so-called true love, she calmly replied, "If it's not mine, I don't want it." In her previous life, everyone made mistakes, so let's let it go. This time, she just wants to live well. However, someone who has also lived another life insists on meddling and disrupting her peace.

Conqueror's Pleasure : From a King to a Concubine, écrit par Sandhya_sss

"Will you surrender to my desires, or will you watch your people suffer?" After a brutal war, King Arjun stood defeated before his conqueror, King Udesh. The once-mighty ruler now wore shackles, his fate hanging in the balance. "You have two choices, King Arjun," Udesh sneered, his eyes roaming Arjun's defeated form. "Be my Whore and save your people or watch your Kingdom get burned to Ashes" Arjun's mind reeled as Udesh presented the cruel ultimatum. With each passing moment, Arjun's resolve crumbled. He knew his kingdom's fate was sealed, but his own...? "Choose wisely, King Arjun. Your kingdom's destruction or your own degradation. The choice is yours." Would he find a way to reclaim his throne, or would he succumb to Udesh's twisted desires?

I've Got This Cannon Fodder Trope Covered!, écrit par NoenSnow

Author: 伴树花开 Translator: Me (Xiaobai) Longer Title: "Favoring the Concubine and Disregarding the Wife? I'll Protect This Cannon Fodder in the Family Rivalry Novel!" 宠妾灭妻？这宅斗文炮灰我罩了 Born and raised as the cherished daughter of a marquis's household, Wei Hanzhang had no grand ambitions in life. She only dreamed of marrying her childhood sweetheart and living a happy life together. Unexpectedly, before they could marry, her childhood sweetheart took two concubines! Shocked, she then discovered she had transmigrated into a book. Her mother was the villainous supporting character who lost in the household battles. Her elder sister was the cannon fodder who was framed and lost her reputation at the beginning. Her maternal family was a minor character family that was quickly destroyed in the original story. And she... She didn't even exist in the original book! Unacceptable! How could she be a mere cannon fodder? Since she was here and had received the grace of life, she had to protect her family. If her childhood sweetheart was unreliable, the Prince next door seemed quite nice.

Time travel to dwapar yug, écrit par dwaparyuglover

**This is a purely fictional work, created with no intention of hurting or offending anyone's religious sentiments.** In modern India, historian and archaeologist Nisha Sharma, during a excavation process she suddenly got trapped inside groud due to earthquake. Nisha then finds herself thrust into the heart of the Dwapar Yug, an age of real and historical heroes and divine beings. Struggling to return to her own time, Nisha must decode ancient prophecies, confront powerful adversaries, and uncover the true purpose of her extraordinary journey. This story intertwines history, and adventure, challenging Nisha Sharma to reshape her destiny and preserve the delicate balance between worlds. Don't be a mysterious reader as i want to know each and everyone reading this book and about their opinion. So please vote, comment and enjoy reading 😊😊 #1 in nakul {9/10/24} #2 in hastinapur {5/10/24} #1 in archeologist {5/10/24} #2 in arjun {5/10/24} #1 in sahadev {5/10/24}

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Aishwarya ~ The Prince's Brown Bride, écrit par magicallovely

Marriage had always been my dream but not to a man about whom I know nothing. The moment my father fixed an alliance of me to a Prince without even telling or asking me, all the dreams I thought of a beautiful escape from reality, called marriage shattered into the pieces. Never in my thoughts, had I imagined that I would get married to a complete stranger of whom I only knew the name. Prince Ranvijay Dev Singh. I could see all my dreams shattering while chanting the prayers with him for our marriage. But, as soon as I took the step into his territory, my whole perspective towards a man changed. Never in my thoughts, had I imagined that I would marry such kind of man. He was beautiful, and handsome, someone a woman would desire her whole life and still would not get. And, in front of him, I was nothing. With my dark complexion, different upbringing, illiteracy and everything a princess should not be, I felt afraid even to my bones about what would he think after seeing me. I did not even deserve him. And, the mere thought of such a handsome and beautiful man finding the ugliness of his wife was twisting my stomach in thousands of ways. *** Princesses should be beautiful, smart, intelligent, well-educated and up to the mark in all aspects of life. In the era of the 17th century when all the Princes were in search of the most beautiful brides. Prince Ranvijay Dev Singh got married to Aishwarya through a political arrangement. And, after seeing her wife after the wedding, he became the reason for the turning of her world upside down. Let's dive to enjoy the journey of a politically arranged marriage. @Copyright2023

Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose, écrit par magicallovely

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

Soulbound in Rajgarh: a tale of a Indian princess' s Ghost , écrit par megh_writes

The night of her wedding, Princess Meera Shree Rajput stood adorned in red and gold, her heart pounding with an inexplicable dread. She turned, hearing footsteps, and saw him-her groom, his face hidden behind a dark mask, his hand gripping a gleaming sword. Before she could react, he struck. Pain tore through her chest, and as her life faded, she glimpsed his retreating form, leaving her to the silence. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer alive. She stood, watching her lifeless body, trapped within the palace walls, an invisible spirit, unheard and unseen. Centuries drifted by, and she watched the world change from her prison, yearning for release, but bound to the place of her death. One night, as she looked up at the moon, her silent prayers for freedom met the sudden sound of a car's approach. She turned to see a man stepping out-a powerful, intense figure, his dark eyes piercing through the shadows. Her endless solitude shattered, as his presence stirred something deep within her, something long forgotten.

အဆိပ်ရှိသောကျေးလက်က 'ကြင်ယာတော်' (Book II), écrit par Minute_Book

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