I reincarnated into the Nehru-Gandhi family, and using this privilege, I created my own party from scratch and will change the political landscape of India
Julian Weber is an officer in the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers and a graduate of Westpoint Military Academy with a degree in civil engineering. As U.S. involvement in Afghanistan comes to an end, Lt. Julian Weber finds himself involved in a terrorist attack by the Taliban, which claims his life. However, he quickly finds out that death is not always final as he is reincarnated into the body of a Baron's son and heir in an alternate Earth set in Late-Medieval Europe. In an era of political turmoil and civil strife, the Baron's young son is named Regent of the Barony of Kufstein and forced to contend with feudal powers. Will he be able to institute reforms leading his Barony into the age of industry? Or will he succumb to the pressure of his feudal overlords and a corrupt church that seek dominion overall?
Confusedly crossing over, I became the heir to the German emperor, and the protagonist confidently prepared to show off their skills. Disclaimer: This novel is not mine, I'm just translating. If the author is bothered, please send a message so I can delete the novel.
People, you know, never truly realize how unpredictable life can be. A person’s fate, of course, depends on their own efforts, but you can’t ignore the course of history. Smith had no clue—how could an engineer like him end up transmigrating into Wilhelm II? Wait, no, *Smiling Willi*? But since he’s here, wouldn’t it be a shame not to stir up some chaos? And so, the butterfly flapped its wings, a storm began to brew, and Smith smirked with that signature "Smiling Willi" grin. Fate is unpredictable: Close by in the West, the once-mighty British Empire is stumbling left and right. Across the ocean in the Americas, the newly risen powerhouse finds itself splitting apart. Meanwhile, far off in the East, the once-slumbering dragon suddenly opens its eyes wide— What happens next? Stay tuned to find out in this story!
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Sakura felt like she was dying of shame.. Behind the TV he could see the exit door in the distance. What would happen if just that night Sasuke returned? She could almost see it, walking in to find a totally disgusting sight. His best friend's son and his wife, fucking like animals on the dining room table. She scared, but couldn't almost contain how good she felt. "Look at me, Sasuke-kun," she would say, lost in sensation, "this child does what you can't. Look at me, you damn bastard! Because of you, he has control of my desires." /*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/ |Boruto X Sakura | BoruSara | Light NaruSaku| NOTICE: Sakura is 37 and Boruto is 17. Strong adult content. If you do not agree with the age difference, or with the possible language, do not enter. WARNING: If you don't want to hate characters like Sakura Haruno, Boruto Uzumaki or Sasuke Uchiha, don't read. /*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/ people I hope you like, I also want to apologize for the possible spelling errors that English is not my first language
Reborn at the beginning of the 19 century, Felipe witnessed Napoleon's rise and fall and the revolution of South America. Knowing the future, he secured the title of the crown prince of an empire that never existed and a fortune compared to the Rothschilds'. A peaceful and knowledgeable man driven to be a ruthless dictator. He was given a chance to leave a mark on history and will do anything to make that happen now. The story is set in the early 19th century. There will be slaves, and there will be ruthless behaviour and just basically the law of the jungle. For better contact with moi: https://discord.gg/TssBq7D5Vh I started this book to force myself to finish a story. Anyways, you have been warned, not adapted for modern audiences. I will be inconsistent af and try to maintain a chapter length of 1400-1600. Please comment with constructive criticism with paragraph comments. Civil wars, politics, kingdom management, Ruthless MC, Gore, Slavery, Morally Questionable Mc.
Long before the contemporary times, in the olden days of Africa, every male child born at dusk were used for sacrifice to appeal the witches. Although this act met resistance from the villagers who begged and sought-after salvation from the oppressive tradition of child sacrifice, nonetheless, the practise continued for centuries upon centuries until one very day, when King Oranmiyan, who was unable to produce a male offspring, became fortunate to bear his very first and last Prince. Even though the prince was born at dusk, everything changed when he failed to offer his son's life as a sacrifice as the culture had demanded. The witches grew angry and chaos began. WARNING: Parental Guidance is advised. contact: via Instagram @Sam_crowned1 Via Twitter @Sam_crowned Via Facebook @samcrowned via Discord @sam-crowned00#2457 Join my Facebook group @Sam-crowned's Fiction Hub facebook Group link https://www.facebook.com/groups/2719178858396539/?ref=share
you bought this story. nice. please make sure to regularly update it please and also your other story on the first pm of india
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beautiful novel.......hope this will go on long