Book One of the Sarajevo SeriesThe Princess of Sarajevo

Lamija Begović enters every room like she owns it-because one day, she will. Heiress to Sarajevo's most powerful business empire, she's brilliant, untouchable, and raised to conquer. She doesn't ask for respect. She commands it.

Ayub Selimović grew up in her world, wearing the same suits, eating at the same table-but never truly belonging. After his father died driving for the Begović family, he was taken in as one of their own. He was never treated as less. But he always knew.

He's spent a decade in silence, building trust beside her brother. When he's suddenly reassigned to Lamija's team, she's forced to see what's always been there: a man of loyalty, quiet strength, and a heart that has never once strayed from hers.

Their story was never supposed to happen. But Sarajevo remembers everything-and the past always finds a way to rise.

Before the wolves, the sons, and the war-there was the princess...And the boy who waited to be seen.

300 BC  The Ameadans and Ardenians live peacefully in the world of Alexandria.  This is the world beyond that is the home of various creatures, the Ameadans are all powerful because of their unique power and only possess the power of blue fire that can stop any power.  While the Ardenians use dark power. Guardians of the light if other beings consider the Ameadans because of their blue eyes and white long hair.  While the Ardenians are feared for their dark power and are cruel to any creature.  The color of their eyes is black and the color of their long hair is also white. This was a time when the two powerful races of Alexandria were still united.  The Queen of the Ameadans gave birth to their only child of the King, Vera.  Everyone was surprised to see the appearance of the baby, the color of its eyes was red while its hair was very white.  It also possesses a unique power.  Many were amazed at the baby, especially the young Prince of the Ardenians, Lord Devian.  They remembered the prophecy about the mighty ruler of Alexandria who alone could control the mighty weapon of the Ameadans, the red staff.  They believe that Vera is the one spoken of in the prophecy. Vera and the young prince Lord Devian became good friends.  But unexpectedly, the Ardenians strike the Ameadans with different races so that the Ameadans disappear throughout Alexandria. The Ardenian nobles faced her with Lord Devian holding the Ardenians' black staff; it was their most powerful weapon.  The nobles ordered the young prince to finish off the princess, Lord Devian put his hand on Vera and his dark power came out towards the young princess but she was not hurt at all.  They were surprised when Vera's power suddenly increased, the red staff of the Ameadans appeared in front of it.  With Vera's overwhelming power, the Ardenians were reduced to ashes except for Lord Devian.  He bowed before her and promised that he would always be by her side until the end.

This will make people go ahead with the line

At the same time makes jealousy and vividly attracts humans to the sin of poverty

The way you look at each other makes you and me run wild

If I get rough you will never be the same as before

You will be soft as a cloud and will be a servant to me

What kind of cycle are we in and what we have been in?

Still the same routine we paddling around ourselves

When I don’t get comfortable with you or when I don’t get friendly with you you will know who I am

Please don’t get mad at me that’s the way it is and it will always be

I can’t always be good too, everything got both sides to everything

Shows the balance of the path

Will carry act garbages of your mind to the night

When you see us you will see a boy but you will never be able to figure out who I was and who I am now

Beautiful and younger will represent the deep sadness of the height you have been on

Beautiful is the heaviness of beauty we carry on throughout life

Younger makes it even harder to hold on the line

Sometimes somewhere we lose ourselves at the wrong time of the ride

I love my dad, the king. And I love my mom, the queen. They are so kind and full of love. They are good people. I know that they're good people. So why are all these people against them? Why are all these people saying such provocative things?

I wrote this short story two years ago for an assignment in my college English class. This is one of the first short stories I have written.

At the time, I was playing fantasy video games and reading George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire, series, so when I got this assignment, I thought, "Hey, I'll just write a fantasy story or something."

It is a fantasy inspiredby medieval Europe. There are some aspects of feudalism I guess you could say, concerning the setting. I'm not sure if this has to be said, but of course, it may not be exactly accurate to real life history, but it is a fantasy world made by my imagination, so inspiredis the big word here.

The story follows a knight who is caught between doing what is right and what his loyalty compels him to do.

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Once, people believed that there exists something of a rare ability. Something of the impossible.

But only the royalties have actually seen it. No person of an inferior position than them had the privilege of gazing upon the said miracle.

But for decades, the said miracle has gone missing. And whoever finds it would have honor never before bestowed on anyone.

But none have yet to succeed.

It cannot stand the heat of the sun. For it was one with the water. It can command any form of water, may it be the pond, the river and most especially the sea, to heal anyone who holds it if the need arises.

And in isolation, it was kept.

In cold, it survived.

And in heat, it shattered.

It was known as the 'heart of the sea'.

Hyacinth can only watch. Cursed with knowledge, the support of hundreds from her underground newspaper does nothing to make people understand, know, or ever truly believe. As Azdea could never avow the same sentiment, the unstoppable revolution shall either pass the test of time— or fall deep in disrepair for eternity. And what will be the price...

This story is about two people who learn that sometimes Home isn't a place but a person.

It has been a century since the world experienced a war. After the last war, the world was left in a state of destruction that made recovery impossible. Almost-- if it aren't for the people who revealed that they have special abilities.

Year 2119, the war had started again. And Reins must run or fight for their lives.

In a certain Chinese empire years ago there was brave warrior favored greatly by the emperor. He had accomplished many feats in battle. So, when the land around them was discovered to be dying by drought he was the first one called.

In order for his country to be saved, he must travel far to find the mystic Goddess whose one tear can cure the dry curse that has been placed upon his country.

Betrayed by the people she trusted. Tortured and enslaved by the hands she once aided. Everything that kept her still sane was the desire to kill the one who did this to her. The one behind all this. All she needed was an opportunity and surely it was given to her. By him.