The Tortured Writers

The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

Please call me William III

The ordinary college student Chen Tian was inexplicably reborn in the German royal family before the beginning of the First World War. At the baptism, he was crowned the Prince of East Prussia by his great grandfather William I, making him an uncompromising "Princehood". After the rebirth, Chen Tian used his identity and his mind to transcend the concepts at that time, constantly searching for famous generals and discovering some buried talents. Hindenburg? Brother Mammoth, please come to be a teacher; Goodrian? Comrades, shall we work together; Rommel? Young people work hard, I think you are good. And he used his advanced military knowledge to arm his troops, build tanks, build aircraft carriers, and develop the air force, and began a brilliant road to rise. Under his company, his companions, lovers, and loved ones, Chen Tian gradually grew into a new leader of the German Empire, leading Germany to the road to dominate Europe. Of course, for an Asian island country, no one would mind the protagonist to repair it. of. . .

I am at India on 1840

Have you ever thought that if India got independence in 1857 What would happen to the world? Do you want to know?

Revolutionary against the revolution

A man suddenly finds himself in the body of teenage Louis-Auguste, or better known as Louis XVI of France, the last French King before the French Revolution. Watch him as he changes tries to change the history while keeping himself alive because all it takes is a single spark to cause the powder keg of revolution to explode and take him with it. DC: https://discord.gg/SUeu6Ddejz Cover: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/58105702

Rebirth of a Broken Demoness

Warning: This novel features mature content The greatest swindler, while committing a heist, unfortunately died of an explosion and crossed over to another world. In this world, he is the Dukes useless granddaughter and is immediately met with a broken engagement. In this world, he's an incompetent 'miss' and a bastard with a family that wouldn’t mind killing him. No matter how you looked at it, wasn’t it already [Story End]? Still, now that he had transcended over, he had to live with only his wits and the ghost of the original body. “Hmm, first let’s aim for world domination, shall we?” ______________________________________ 2000 words per chapter Top 150 - 1 bonus chapter Top 100 - 3 bonus chapter Rank 1 - whole book (lol) If you want to support me - https://ko-fi.com/O5O3Q6Y0?

System Of Total war: Ottoman Conquests

Jacob awakens to find himself in the body of Şehzade Alaeddin soon he links the system and plans to use his knowledge to build an immortal ottoman state to stand the winds of time... follow as our protagonist builds his empire as well as fills the rooms of his harem with royal woman and beautiful enigmas of the times! Not my book cover. Just love the art. If it's yours, all credit to you. Please comment if you want it removed. Discord for chat and things: https://discord.gg/dU4QA8Gu

Reborn as a Founding Father of the United States

Joy of Life

A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.