Losing this war means captured by the enemy empire and considered as their prostitutes and servants. Dreaming that situation made my heart race even more. I settled myself on the floor, close to the door. Time passed but no one came unlocking the door and allow me to fight for our pride. "Attention..." the speaker said loudly. I quickly stood up and I could feel my heart coming out of the skin. Anything can be announced at this moment. " As the Prince of Pratapgarh killed mercilessly by our strongest army, I declare the war won by the Mahabaleshgarh and all the property belonging to Pratapgarh claimed by our empire including all Money, Royalties, children and all the ladies..." I Stood Frozen at that moment. I can't hear anything else. I tried escaping the place but suddenly the door stand banged open. I ran and in the hurry, I banged to the table and fell on the floor. I tried to stand up but They came fastly and one of them caught me by pulling my hair and made me stand. It hurt like hell. I cried, I cried loudly feeling the fear and most of all losing my everything. The person holding my hair try to press his hand against my cheeks and then one of them said " Keep her for the Prince, she is the Princess Abhishree""yes... I agree, Don't touch her. Princess can only be the prostitute of the Prince" Another one said.~~~The story is set back in the sixteen century When The most powerful empire Mahableshgarh attacked the another Empire Pratapgarh and won the battle effortlessly. Losing the battle doesn't come with the loss but with the dangerous situation for the ladies. They would be treated as prostitutes, Raped, work as a slave and in the most dangerous condition sold or killed. The never saw dream of Abhishree came true. She was taken by the Prince and has to work as his slave. But her attitude was never giving up. She considered that She was the Princess, She is the Princess and she will be the Princess. THE BATTLE IS NOT ENDED YETMature content!!!
Fantasy: 🧚🏾♂️🧚♀️Fantasy and reality often serve as contrasting realms in art and literature, each offering unique perspectives and experiences. Imagination and Creativity: Fantasy allows for the creation of worlds, characters, and scenarios that defy the laws of nature and logic. It opens up endless possibilities for storytelling and artistic expression._____________________________________________Reality: 👩🏾💻Authenticity and Relatability: Art and literature rooted in reality often resonate because they reflect real experiences, emotions, and societal conditions. This authenticity can foster a strong connection between the work and its audience.I hope you enjoy this beautiful view of how Fantasy meets Reality in words of Art and Poetry.
****** ****, the right-hand man of the 'Star King Dragon' Veldanava, died after battling the 'World Destroying Dragon', Ivarage. However, what the others do not know is that he has now reincarnated as a lovable slime named 'Rimuru Tempest'. How will the other beings who knew him before react to his reincarnation?#1 in feldway(1/10/2023)#1 in ramiris(16/10/2023)I don't own Tensura(LN).Veldanava will be at least a little OOC due to me not knowing much about his personality.There will be A LOT of changes in the original timeline.****** **** and Rimuru Tempest's personalities will be very different.This story doesn't have a prologue.
Are MBA programs a golden ticket to product management? Not so fast...
Love is the most unexpected thing that could come on our way. It's a phenomenon, and we can't change anything about it. Pero mapaglaro rin ang pag-ibig. You will never know what might happen along the way.
{DISCONTINUED} "I know it feels like the odds are against us, but we will win. We have to."Sophie means to teleport to Atlantis for some midterms shopping with her friends, but instead ends up in Bright Moon. The Best Friend Squad immediately see the strange people as a threat, but Sophie assures them they're not. It turns out, the Neverseen have also found a way to teleport to Etheria. Will They be able to stop the Neverseen and get back home?I do not own any of the characters in this book.
"it hurts like hell to be torn apartand it hurts like hell to be thrown around"
This is one of my favorite novel. Read this for at least more than 5 times. 🖤Credits to the original owner.⚠️⚠️⚠️This story is just for my keeps and I corrected some grammars in the story from it's original cause I found it inconvenient myself.Here's the Prologue of the story:Rong Qingyan is a 21st century successor of a medicinal family, proficent in medical knowledge. But in the end, she has died in the hands of her relatives.Murong Qingyan is Sheng Hong Continent's Murong family's legitimate miss. But even though she is a legitimate daughter, she is the Murong family's shame because her appearance is ugly and her meridians are blocked, making her a trash that cannot cultivate.After she transmigrated, she became her.When she reopened her eyes, the originally unable to cultivate trash let everyone stumble in shock. Flipping over the clouds, going against the heavens and changing fate, letting those that originally looked down on her regret it deeply.Contracting magical beasts, concocting immortal pills. Meeting gods, killing gods; meeting Buddhas, killing Buddhas; swearing to let all those that looked down on her see her in a new light.When the trash turned into a universally shocking prodigy, when the ugly appearance was shed off, she was no longer the original her. In the whole course of events, whose heart did she actually steal?Her ex fiancé regretted it deeply, but to no avail. The family that looked down on her is now immensly remorseful, yet they can't change anything anymore.When she stood at the peak of the world, he was always by her side protecting and guarding her, letting her be able to freely soar in the sky.He said: "In my life, I wish for nothing else. I only wish to love you forever."She said: "If it is what you desire."(*** Chapter 1 to 173)