Wreaking Havoc
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  • Reads 1,895
  • Votes 60
  • Parts 6
  • Time 31m
Ongoing, First published Apr 22, 2016
A wild young servant is forced to become a lady-in-waiting as her mistress, Lady Meredith Trent, fills her family's space of the new debutante and has no one but her two best friends, Lady Elizabeth, and Lady Lydia, to accompany her to the palace. This servant, though born of noble blood was a noble's bastard child and has nothing to her name.

The Crowned Prince Claymond has always been the apple of his parents' eye, always staying in line while seeming to become his own man as well, able to entertain everyone including his slightly younger twin set of brother and sister, Prince Theo and Princess Cat as well as the youngest of the royals, Princess Arwen. The educated, honorable and gorgeous prince could do no wrong in the eyes of everyone in the far wide kingdom.  

Clay is quite bored of the tenacious flirting that was always thrown his way, this would be the Prince's last season then he would agree to let marriage become the last on his mind. Clay just wants to find a real and loving relationship just as his parents found in each other, someone who is after his heart and intellect--not his crown and throne. 

What will happen to these two blessed but unlucky people? What will happen once the crowned Prince meets a beautiful raven-haired woman with olive skin that entices him, only to find that in her different colored eyes, he was not the apple of them? What happens to said servant once the crowned Prince tries to work himself into the woman's life, rising only more hatred in her for him, turning his hatred into love for the woman with black hair.

Thank you to the woman with black hair, the lady in waiting, the servant of noble blood, Raegan Trinity.


Warning: I just picked this book back up. I was like 14 when I started to write this. Therefore, it is under serious editing and revision. Once I edit the current chapters fully, I will be releasing more chapters. Read at your own discretion.
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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