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Petite Princess VS Rough Khan On their wedding day, Yelu Yan told Li Xianyun that apart from affection, he could provide her with endless wealth and honor. After the marriage, he indeed kept his promise, cherishing her in the palm of his hand. Little did he know, the more he cherished her, the deeper she burrowed into his heart, right to the very top. Not long after the political marriage with the Khitans, Li Xianyun gradually noticed earth-shattering changes around her: Initially, the commoners who disliked her began to worship her as a deity... The court officials accusing her of bewitching their lord were now pleading with her to consummate the marriage with the Khan... The most perplexing of all was her husband in name; wasn’t he the one who said he wouldn't give her emotional affection? Why was he always following her around? Little theater scene 1: One day, Yelu Yan cornered Li Xianyun against the wall. “Why are you avoiding this Khan?” “They say you might have taken a liking to your servant.” “Remove ‘might’, isn’t it obvious enough from how this Khan acts?” “But you said you wouldn’t give your servant emotional affection.” Yelu Yan held his forehead; he had indeed said too many foolish things. “The Han people always say that one should start a family and then establish a career; clearly, the two are not in conflict.” Little theater scene 2: The sun had risen high, yet Yelu Yan was still clinging to Li Xianyun. “Get up quickly, I have to leave. There are patients on the street waiting for my consultation, the good fields to the west need irrigation, the homestead plots in the east need measuring, and I have to oversee the silk reeling and dyeing... Uh...” “Your husband is a patient, don’t you care for him?” Li Xianyun looked at the man tough enough to rival ten bulls and was utterly speechless.

"Rajpot Khan" is an enthralling tale of honor, legacy, and resilience penned by the masterful storyteller Sir Faraz. This literary marvel delves into the lives of warriors bound by tradition, navigating a world of intrigue and peril. Set against a vivid backdrop of historical grandeur, Rajpot intricately weaves themes of love, betrayal, and redemption into an unforgettable epic. The story is a testament to the power of collaboration, with contributions from Raj, Srk, and Baba, whose distinct perspectives add depth and vibrancy to the narrative. Raj infuses the tale with a personal connection to heritage, Srk's imaginative insights bring cinematic flair to the unfolding drama, and Baba's wisdom grounds the story in timeless truths. Together, they have helped shape Rajpot Khan into a rich and dynamic saga that resonates with readers of all ages. Prepare to be transported into a world where valor meets vulnerability and tradition clashes with modernity—a journey that only Sir Faraz and his creative team could craft.

It was blood for blood. That is the rule of the golden throne. Kingdoms, tribes, and sects fought for it but only one will remain and sit on it. The throne of gold and power that is what they describe it. Who ever sit on the throne always seek to conquer the lands and let the enemies of the throne kneel and bow done rejoicing to those who sit on the golden throne. But it was no longer subject to return to the hands of mortals. Because the unstoppable force of the 9 Heavenly dragons took the power and the glory of it. The so-called guardians of the skies and the heavens, but like all those who maintain peace, there is always chaos among peace, and so the battle of the Ruling Dragons started. They named the first dragon after the shining brilliance of light that came when it fly down from the heavens. They called it “Eternal Dragon”. Followed by its brother, the second dragon, who bites on the handle of the throne and is wise and intelligent, the “Enlightened Dragon”. From the left side of the throne, the third brother grips on the handle and roar loudly and its claws embedded itself on the golden throne and named the “Ferocious Dragon”. Then followed by the fourth brother that slithers on the back of the golden throne known for its sweetness and gentleness, the “Blossom Dragon”. Then the fifth dragon known for its love for money and gold, the “Fortune Dragon”. That ended the 5 heavenly Ruling Dragons, but it did not end there. As there are still the four Dragons who did not get near the Golden throne because of their destructive power. Known as the 4 Demonic Dragons of Asura. First was the 6th brother known for mercilessly exterminating innocents and giving the art of war to the mortals. And widely known as the “Dreaded Dragon”. The 7th brother who sided with the Dreaded Dragon, known for liking the color of blood and created the river of blood of Asura the “Blood Dragon” and the 8th brother known for the thinking of the dark arts and created the dark demonic styles of fighting. The only rival of the Eternal Dragon, the “Ravenous Dragon” and the last of the 9 Heavenly Dragons that sided with that Dreaded Dragon and breaking the stalemate among the heavenly dragons for good, the “Thunder Dragon”.

Don't laugh on people but laugh with people

Khan, a reclusive college student, lives a life of quiet routine—until fragmented hallucinations and inexplicable blackouts shatter his reality. Haunted by visions of fire and a shadowy figure he can’t name, Khan dismisses it as stress… until he wakes to cryptic sketches he didn’t draw and news reports linking his unexplained actions to a string of violent crimes. As Detective Lucy closes in, investigating a decades-old conspiracy tied to a ruthless syndicate, Khan discovers a terrifying truth: he is not alone in his mind. Fragments of strangers—a fierce protector, a cunning strategist, a volatile enigma—surface to guard secrets buried in his past. But when their clashes threaten to consume him, Khan must confront the darkness within before a mysterious puppeteer manipulates his fractured psyche into unleashing chaos on the world. Blurring the lines between savior and destroyer, this psychological thriller explores the masks we wear, the shadows we bury, and the terrifying power of the selves we dare not know.

Frank Callahan is looking for love on the moon. He risks everything to get back to Moon Base Alpha and the woman he loves. Unfortunately the woman he loves doesn't feel the same. Frank is heart broken and nearly ends it all. Frank is the first person to be kicked off the moon, the first stowaway on a trip to the moon, the first homeless man on the moon and that all happens in the first ten pages. After decades of technological advancement and hundreds of missions, Moon Base Alpha has reached a level of self-sufficiency. The first hotel on the moon is about to open creating a burgeoning economy. Frank sees opportunities if he can keep from getting sent back to Earth. The night of the hotels pre-opening gala, the base is invaded by The Sons of Khan who want to take control of the base and future opportunities. Frank must use his skills, wits, and abilities he didn’t know he had to help save his friends and Moon Base Alpha.

'HUM AAPSE NAFRAT KARTE HAI!! CHALE JAIYYE YAHA SE!" (I HATE YOU!! GO AWAY FROM HERE!) She shouted pushing him hard *He grabbed her arms pulling close* "Hum yaha se kahi nahi jaa rahe hai, samjhi aap!" (I am not going anywhere from here, you understand!) _________________________________________________________________________________ "Hani, aap kab tak yeh bakwaas karti rahengi?" He whined. (Hani, How long are you going to do this nonsense) "Is this nonsense to you?" He nodded as he stood up laughing running while she after him _________________________________________________________________________________ "Sahil?" She called him "Hmm" He looked at her "Aap hume kabhi chodke mat jaiyyega, hum aapke bine mar jayenge" She said looking at him innocently. (Never leave me, I'll die without you) "Kabhi nahi" He said (Never) "Promise?" "Promise" _________________________________________________________________________________ "Aap hume kabhi chodke mat jaiyyega, hum mar jayenge aapke bina" Her words echoed in his mind as he stared at her picture. His face was emotionless but his tears kept on flowing. "Humne to wada aapse kiya tha lekin aap hi hume chodke chali gayi. Ab bataiyye hum kya kare, hum mar jayenge aapke bina Hani" (I had made a promise to you but you left me. Now tell me what should I do, I will die without you Hani)

We all fall in love at least once or even twice in life and that love never leaves as hard as we try...what is most captivating is the hold they have on us whether near or far...

In the kingdom of Zhora, the legend of the Core of Muri Khan stirs once more-a relic said to awaken pure goodness and grant limitless power. Aren, the Laughing Blade, seeks glory and the truth behind his evolving Smiling Sword. But when he meets Valerie, a fierce warrior desperate to save her sister from the cruel Warden of Silence, his path turns deadly. Together, they face monsters, traps, and betrayal-but the closer they get to the Core, the more dangerous the truth becomes. When loyalty is tested and destiny demands blood, Aren must decide-save Valerie's sister, or save the kingdom. A journey of courage, loyalty, and the heart of a true hero. Your support keeps this story alive! Add to your Library Vote daily Leave a comment to inspire the next chapter! Discord: silent_plume

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!