On one side, I am the respected Crown Princess that tries to make peace through negotiations but on the other, I am the Countries greatest warrior that does everything to defend the land. My Goal is to protect my Country and all its people, no matter how much I will have to suffer for it. What I did not account for though, was that somebody would enter my life and try to make the suffering more bearable by understanding my pain. !!!!! Trigger Warning: Panic Attacks! Eating Disorder! Depression! etc.

The Before. There was a time before, a time of a great war, a time there were two kingdoms. War rampaged on the heels of jealousy bred by men's contemptuous hate and fueled by their desire to take what wasn't theirs. Two Kings fought wanting what the other had, holding the Bythe's fire at the tip of his knife The King of the South snuffed it out stealing with him the Jewel of the north. I am Bellary. I live with the tales of the before filling my dreams, and ringing in my ears, I am known as the Silent Princess of Loch. My voice was taken from me by force, an assassination failed. Left with the scars of my abusers to remind me and everyone daily. Haunted by nightmares, and faceless voices calling out to me I hide away in the walls of the castle, under the excuse that it's for my protection under the rule of my neurotic father and overprotective brother I have never tasted freedom. My father's constant fear that the men attacked me would be back to finish the job. I was insecure, maimed, and riddled with shame. The itch in my brain that I was missing something buzzed in my brain, there was a fire in my veins that called to be lit. With no words to speak I filled the void with the written word, I devoured the written word like a lioness hunting prey, and studying languages became my lover and I worshiped them passionately. Being a walking ghost among my kingdom, I heard words drifting on the wind, dripping from the walls and floating off of people like a permeating perfume. They were whispering warnings, the north was awakening, the north was angry, the north was coming. The north was seeking, the north was calling Ophelia home.

*Mature content warning.* A mythical kingdom is ruled by a king, queen, and their son, the prince. The prince is engaged to a rich noble woman, the daughter of a lord. They are married soon after. The two didn't get to know each other well before they were wed. They hoped they would fall in love, but they were too different. They live separate lives. She keeps up her appearance and title in society, and he continues to train to be the next prince. One day, he travels to a tavern outside eon the main city in a smaller town, and meets her. She is gorgeous woman with raven hair and gray-blue eyes who was a waitress in the tavern. Her family owned the establishment with her father and brother working behind the bar and she serving the tables. He was instantly attracted to her and she was too. They fall in love and work towards living their happily ever after. But the girl soon learns that happily ever after is rare for a royal.

I flinch as his hand reaches to my face, and aggressively pulls down the cloak from my head. He surveys my tear stained face and jewelry all the way down to my dress. Then he speaks, "what's your name?" I open my mouth but no words come out. Fear grips me again. "I believe I asked you a question," his eyes grow darker. "Al-Alice" I whisper. His eyes wander outside to the window. "You will address me as 'your highness' and I do not tolerate mistakes. I will punish you and you will never forget to follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?" -------------------- In this world everybody has a soulmate. Two people that are meant to be together for the rest of their lives. Finding them isn't as hard as you'd think, since every two people that belong together have the same tattoo somewhere on their body. It is something you're born with, something that's meant to be. There is no doubt that these two people no matter the status or finances, belong together. Some grow up knowing their future soulmate, some find them later in life, but in the end they always belong together. Marrying someone, who isn't you soulmate is punishable here in my family's kingdom Lyria. My father always believed in the bond. But what if the bond isn't meant to be after all. Or could it be true that my soulmate is no other than darkness himself. That he's the heartless king our country is currently at war with. The one that leaves not even woman and children alive.... Ranks✨ #2 forced ~02.07.20 #2 heartless ~07.07.20 #91 fear ~09.07.20 #1 castle ~10.07.20 #1 obsession ~12.07.20 #1 royalty ~ 02.08.20 #1 hatelove ~02.08.20 #1 cruel ~02.08.20 #1 hate ~ 03.08.20 #1 princess ~ 10.08.20 #1 king ~ 26.11.20 #3 midieval ~ 22.12.20 #1 evil ~ 20.02.21 CAUTION This book contains violence and gore along with cursing. Also if you're triggered by domestic violence DONT READ THIS BOOK. Thanks.

Defiance. Resilience. Those are the traits that are not appreciated from the lower class. Keep you head down, keep quiet, and do your job. That was all that was expected and wanted from you. But what happens when one very quiet rebellion, and one very loud one, come together? Unlikely allies band together, which leads to a chain of events that no one has anticipated. One small action, that's all it takes. A/N: This story is partly fantasy. Nothing supernatural introduced, but it was all created in my mind and has no link to any time in history in particular. Also, this story was inspired by a story I wrote as a young child (8-10) and I was seemingly incredibly morbid at that age (of course altered and expanded, as my idea was rather simplistic).

A pair of fraternal twins are taken into a prestigious noble family to maintain good face in the snobbish aristocracy. When the brother suddenly falls ill, their new family is quick to reveal their true sinister nature forcing his sister to become their scapegoat in order for his treatment. Ridiculed and insulted, the rumours never ceasing, the young miss soon gains a completely tarnished and tainted reputation. Unfortunately it did not end there for she was soon forced into an arranged marriage with a Duke. A powerful man who has no intention of wanting the marriage, yet he too was forced. A horrible start to a horrible relationship and this is only the beginning... [Stand alone but contains spoilers to Erica as it takes place after the events of that story] |Not edited|

** story is triggering** His pleads for help were desperate as he watched his mates eyes flutter close and her chest stop rising. Her grip on his hand loosening as a long sigh left her lips. The king cried out as he felt the awful feeling of his heart being ripped from his chest. In the distance you could hear howls of victory as the king cried for his mate and his queen. He cried for the loss of his son. The prince. ****** Nineteen years after the kidnapping the prince suffers at the hands of his kidnappers. What happens with a troop from the kingdom finds the prince suffering from horrific injury's? Will they return back to the kingdom where the prince can take his place at the throne,or will they leave him for dead and tell the king there was no sign of him?

"I love you," he whispered, his voice breaking. She opened her mouth, but no words came. She couldn't say it back. Because to her, he was nothing but a stranger with sad eyes and a heart full of ghosts.

In the heart of a forest, a mansion tested over time could be found. Long ago, it was said that a Prince had resided there, together with his ten loyal servants. History had it, that after winning a combat against his kingdom’s greatest enemy, he fell into a deep slumber. His servants waited, waited and waited, for the day to come that he would rise again. They waited for months, years, decades and centuries, until they had lost count. It came to the point that they hadn’t left their master’s room at all, until they fell out of consciousness and followed him to wherever he was. Thousands and thousands of years had gone by. Yet again, the Prince and his servants’ story had passed on to every generation. The mansion was locked from the inside by an unknown force, not letting anyone invade the territory. But it was believed that if one got near and listened intently… Voices could be heard. Laughter and joyous conversations echoed. Shadows were marked. Sets of eyes were seeing. Watching. Observing. Waiting.

A murder. A mourning kingdom. A funeral. A coronation. A fire. A family torn from its seems. A deceiving brother. A common villain. A sick child. An island. A rescue? A prison. A jailmate. A game. Three Bullets. A letter. A Promise. Was my life a lie? Follow a princess as her kingdom is overthrown. Lies become uncovered and maybe shell never recover.

"Are you sure you're one of the girls? You seem like a spy to me. Are you spy, Arabella?" My name rolled of his tongue perfectly and I stood completely still as he took another step closer to me. "You know, it's my job to eliminate spies." "Eliminate me huh? I'd like to see you try." I was surprised by my response, just as much as he was, and he raised one of his perfectly shaped eyebrows at me. "Is that a challenge? I like a challenge." *** I never wanted any of the lives set out for me. Unfortunately in the new world where the monarchy has taken over, there was never a choice for a girl like me. At 18, I'm forced to leave the academy. It's a horrible place where young girls are groomed to become the perfect wives, and yet it's the only home I've ever know . Now I'll either become a human incubator, breeding children for the kingdom, or sold at auction to a man who would make me his wife and slave. Little did I know I would become a chosen one. Forced to compete in the coming-of-age competition to win the heart of the Prince and the crown. All were terrible fates, but only one included him. ___________________________________________ - completed - Mature sexual content Cover credits go to Devilishwritings

(Coming soon as captivating WEBTOON) *** For as long as Niharika could remember, she led a simple life overshadowed by her own misery. Despite belonging to a well-established family and being the youngest child, she was the neglected one, living her life as an outcast. She never hoped or dreamed of being desired by anyone, let alone getting married to the most powerful man from an ancient royal clan, who turned out to be an inherited king. It seemed like a nightmare she couldn't escape from. She had no idea how her life had stumbled into such a situation. Just when she thought life had made her suffer enough, it took an even worse turn. Her husband, Prithvi Chauhan, was her safe space yet her tormentor, accusing her of something she had no knowledge of. She found herself trapped in a web of deception and manipulation. It became evident that there was more to the situation than met the eye. Being the weakest and easily manipulated, Niharika was unaware that she was merely being used as a pawn in a much more complex game. But yet, her beauty and her stammering didn't go unnoticed by her royalty, her husband. He couldn't help but be captivated by her, always desperate / yearning to hear her speak. How did this girl, who did nothing more than remain reserved and true to herself, capture the heart of her royalty?

November nights are especially stricken with melancholy, as if the ghosts of all winter past come rushing to haunt her heart. She was a captive of her love, her desire, and her dreams. There's always a special quality to the loneliness of dusk, a sorrowness more infectious than the night. She had earned his trust. She had never strayed, betrayed, abandoned. She'd been stalwart, true, loving. To her, he was her everything. But to him, she was only a secret. He was a prince and she was merely his lover. • Dismount your high horse. come take claim of the girl you ruined. Come lay eyes upon the desolation you left in your wake. Do you not hear the devil at your shoulder sharpening his daggers? He sits heavy on your subconscious. Dauntingly smirking at me from afar. Enough of his wretched sins, speak to me with your eyes and perhaps somewhere, some day, at less miserable times, we may repent. In the arms of dusk.

With one leg and a large, cheerful charm, Hales Adams is as normal as any girl can be. She didn't care about the sympathetic looks she got as she walked down the street; instead, she flicked her hair and held her head high. That is, until a certain Prince enters her already chaotic existence, causing Hales' life to take a wild turn. --------------- Prince Maximus Bartholomew was next in line to the throne, and he was already tired of the fame and criticism that was constantly hauled at him and wishing for a normal life. But not everyone can get what they want. He meets a girl, a girl who didn't care about his superiority or fame, a girl who made him feel inferior. And he falls in love. ----------------------

My name is Princess Annebelle Kinston. My mom and dad rule this kingdom. My brother is to be the next ruler and my sister after him. No one likes them except me. Everyone favors me but I'm the youngest. At age 16, my sister was murdered by assassins. I was in the same room as her but they just left me alone. As if they didn't see me. When I turned 17, my brother Alexon was poisoned and is still slowly dieing a year later. I was never expected to actually rule the kingdom , Kingdom of Aldron, let alone be their favorite princess. Heck, I never learned the things to rule if that helps the case. As I find out how to help my kingdom I find a few friends, make a few enemies, and find out the truth to my past that made all this become real. "You're everyone's favorite." He sneers. "But I don't see a reason why! Show me Annebelle. Why are you everyone's favorite princess when you don't even know how to act like one?" I freeze. "Well at least I know what I'm worth unlike you!" I retort. *Needs Major Editing*

Her presence was once one that enamoured the masses. A beautiful young princess whose destiny seemed to be set in a life of royal balls and princes. But her abrupt absence filled the hearts of so many with anguish and sorrow. On her seventh birthday, Princess Elizabeth seemed to simply disappear. Now, nearly a decade later, her father has declared that she must be found by her 17th birthday, or the search will be abandoned. Hope is diminishing, and a kingdom searches high and low for a lost princess. Village by village, every girl between the ages 15 and 17 must be assessed. As a King searches for his daughter, a kingdom desperately anticipates the return of their Lost Princess. |COMPLETED | HIGHEST RANKING #1 IN HISTORICAL FICTION| This is a first draft so will have many mistakes and plot holes. Sequel Now COMPLETE. Comments: @DumDumPops4: Aww this was a great read! I'm really happy you decided to share your work with us on Wattpad. Great job! Keep writing please! @MadelynCrain: I absolutely loved your book!!!!! A sequel would be amazing!!!!!!! @TwistedSecret: This has been one of the best stories I've read on wattpad @Aurazales: FINSHED this story in two DAYSS!! If you could do a sequel, I would just die (out of excitement) and have my ghost read the sequel Highest rank: #1 in historical fiction Now complete. (18/03/2017)

This is the work in progress version of my first book that I plan on publishing. This is only the first book in what I hope will become an expansive world. I must say that these books deal with some heavy subject matter so if you think you shouldn't read it then don't; you have been warned. For those who choose to stay I look forward to hearing back from you and I hope you will stick around to see how the world I have created develops. Without further ado, Death's Dance. Are you really still a princess if your kingdom is in ruins? If there is no one left to rule over but shadows? I was supposed to be their hope. I thought I changed my destiny; and yet, when my time came and they needed me most I failed them, I failed them all. Most of all I failed you brother. You who believed in me. You gave everything to prove that I was more than the curse flowing in me.

A nameless slave has endured her fair share of suffering over her nineteen years. Her whole life has revolved around keeping the farm animals safe and attempting to keep her sharp tongue in check. But when the current king, a werewolf, announces that his wife has disappeared all eligible women are called to the palace. Surrounded by glittering jewels and high class women the slave believes that no life could be better than that of the royals. But as she finds herself getting sucked into the glory she realizes that underneath all of the glamour and gold there is deceit, lies, and undying hatred. At the head of it all a beast disguised as a human. King Archer has chosen her to be his newest bride.

[WINNER OF BEST HISTORICAL FICTION STORY IN THE FICTION AWARDS] There is a story that has been whispered into ear after ear across many countries. It's a sad but hopeful story, the story of The Lost Princess of Scotland. You should know that the story I am about to tell you is true. The horrific events within said story are real, however I should inform you that some details have been altered and exaggerated over the passing years so believe as much as you wish... ~~~ Seventeen years after the tragic attack on the Scottish Kingdom, Rosalie is leading a simple life with her Aunt and Uncle in England. Their lives are soon turned upside down when an unwelcome visitor calls upon their cottage. Running for her life Rose stumbles upon the help of Georgiana, Princess of England. Introduced to a whole new way of life, Rose finds herself falling for Georgiana's older brother, Alexander. Lust and power are a dangerous combination and Rose soon finds herself caught in the middle of a treacherous plot. The Kingdom may not be the safest place to stay after all. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

War. One act of violence tore families apart and sent royalty into hiding. Fleeing from the burning ruins of her home, Princess Katrina and her mother are forced into hiding, leaving behind all that they knew only for it to be taken away again. Left alone and afraid, an incident forces the very young princess to lose her memories and forget all about who she is and where she belongs. Discovered by a woodsman and his son, she becomes a member of the family. Raised with love and care, she yearns to run free in the forest until one day men come searching for the lost princess. An attack on her family sends her deep into the forest where all her troubles seem to begin. Now she is trying desperately to get back to where she belongs. She will encounter many difficulties but no matter what she keeps trying to be true to herself and find her own way home. ***A/N*** I did have a different description, and tags. Not sure how but they vanished and so here is the new description... All of this story is my own work, stemming from a short story I wrote for a fb game competition back in 2011 which is the only story that should have similarities! Some chapters have had a little editing done but most are still in their original form. (completed 10/01/2016) Copyright - all rights reserved Please feel free to comment, leave feedback etc, it's greatly appreciated!