In the 18th century kingdoms of Vortania and Zevonia, a mysterious virus wiped 90% of the female population and reduced women to mere breeders and slaves. Desperate to provide an heir for the throne, Queen Margaret instigates a dark secret that burns at the heart of power. After the birth of Marice, the King's daughter, Margaret fakes an identity and pronounces her child as the King's son and heir to the throne. Marice, celebrated as the Prince of Vortania, is a master of war and strategy, destined to inherit a throne she can never truly claim. Hidden beneath her male disguise lies a woman of great strength bound by duty and torn by a forbidden desire to be seen for who she truly is (a woman). As political intrigue tightens its grip, Marice faces betrayal from within: a treacherous duke, a desperate mother, and a kingdom on the brink of chaos. Left with no choice, Marice sheds her prince's crown to become something far more fearsome; a War Goddess. Leading a revolution of the oppressed women, she turns the tables on a male-dominated world, forcing it to kneel before her. As peace hangs in the aisle, new threats loom, Marice must decide: can love, power, and revenge coexist, or will they consume her in a final, fiery reckoning?
The wails of a newborn echoed through the dimly lit chambers of the Queen's quarters.
In the council chamber, the king sat, his hands folded as he said a silent prayer. His cabinet sat, but there was total silence as they all waited for the announcement of a newborn heir.
Inside the Queen's chamber, Queen Margaret lay drenched in sweat, her golden curls plastered to her forehead as she gasped for air.
She had tears striking down her cheeks. The labor had been brutal, nearly taking her life, but she had endured. She had to. The future of the kingdom rested on her shoulders.
"I want my baby," she cried amidst pants.
Then came the midwife, an aging woman. With trembling hands, she swaddled the infant in a linen cloth.
Her lips parted as if to speak, but fear held her back. Her gaze met with the Queen's, and there was a silent communication between them.
Margaret's eyes flickered open. "Say it!" She growled.
The midwife came forward, her lips quivering as she swallowed hard. "Y...your Majesty... It is a girl." She said, and the room fell into a suffocating silence.
All smiles on the Queen's face disappeared, replaced by shock and doubt.
The Queen's heart pounded violently as the words echoed in her ears. "A girl?" She asked in a quiet voice, and the midwife nodded quietly as tears formed in her eyes.
"No. This cannot be." The Queen mumbled as tears gathered in her eyes.
The entire kingdom was waiting for the birth of a prince, an heir who would succeed King Hezekai.
A daughter meant chaos, a daughter meant trouble.
Margaret's fingers tightened around the silk sheets on the bed as the weight of despair crashed over her.
The King was dying, clinging to the hope that his heir would bring stability to a kingdom falling into chaos.
If the truth goes out, he would order the child's death.
Margaret forced herself to sit up, her body trembling with exhaustion. "Fetch Harold Nelson," she commanded through gritted teeth.
The midwife paused with a furrowed brow. "Your Majesty, the king..."
"Now!" Margaret screamed, and the midwife trembled.
Scared of the Queen's rage, she bowed. "Yes, my Queen."
She hurried away, her footsteps echoing down the corridor.
Margaret's gaze dropped to the child in her arms.
The baby whimpered, her tiny fists curling against her mother's chest. A rare girl-child, born into a kingdom where women were nearly extinct.
Margaret clenched her jaw. "No one can ever know you for who you are. I'll give you life, my child. I will give you power against all odds." She mouthed as tears began to fall from her eyes.
Minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Harold Nelson, the kingdom's most skilled craftsman and scientist, walked in.
"My Queen," he bowed. He took one look at the Queen's haunted expression before shifting his gaze to the infant. Understanding dawned in his eyes.
"You wish for the child to be a prince," he murmured.
Margaret met his gaze, her voice steel. "Can you make it so?"
Harold exhaled.
"It will require years of work. Painful modifications. Hormonal treatments. But yes... I can make them believe."
"We don't have years. I need you to convince the king's cabinet waiting outside. I need you to do it now!" The Queen commanded in a terrifying voice, and Harold swallowed hard.
"Yes, my Queen," he bowed.
The Queen could barely hear her own voice over the thundering of her pulse.
"For your secret to hold, then you must erase all who know," Harold said, and Margaret turned to the midwife, who stood frozen in the doorway.
The moment their gaze met, the midwife fell to her knees.
"No. Please. I have two children to care for," she cried, tears streaming down her wrinkled cheeks as she realized her fate.
"Please, Your Majesty..."
Margaret's heart twisted. She felt the pain of the old woman, but mercy was a luxury she could not afford. She reached for the dagger beneath her pillow.
The Queen of Vortania could not allow witnesses.
The baby in her arms would live, not as a princess, but as Prince of Vortania, and heir to the throne.
No one would ever know the truth.
"I'll do everything for your children. They'll have the best life. But you're a loophole. Take your own life, for the benefit of your kingdom," the Queen said and threw the dagger to her.
Staring at the shiny blade on the floor, the woman wept, but the Queen's glare became intense. Afraid of what might follow, she picked up the blade.
"Honour your promise, my Queen. Take care of my babies," she spoke, and the Queen nodded.
The sound of a blade tearing through a rough flesh followed, and blood flowed towards the bed where the queen lay.
"The deed is done. It's just you and I now, Harold," said the queen, not looking at him, rather playing wutb thr baby jn her arms.
"My beloved. You shall be called Marice." She mouthed to the hearing of Harold Nelson standing before her.
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Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"