Some stories that I can't make into books ranging from Fan-Fiction to Historical Fiction to Fantasy and more.

A historical fiction about Emperor Hadrian and his young lover Antinous.

I had to put this book under "Historical Fiction" but this is real.

THE END...

no! it's not an ending of the story I'm just messing around with my readers 😛.

just leave that joke there. 
the point is that the trauma of the earthquake is now ended. no more any sentences on this trauma or maybe a little something like this can be a discussion later in further chapters. I don't know, it completely depends on my mood.
ah! 
well, let's move on to the next one. shall we?
you might say yes.
ah! write I forget...

"thank you so much for reading my creation."

it's been so long that I have said this to you. I'm glad that you are my reader. and appreciate your given time to read my writings.
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we have some events that have occurred until now. 
let me clarify what are those-

so basically the last time we have. Mint has made his confession to Martin when he meant him on the disaster spot and luckily Martin has mutual feeling too. this confession of Mint worked out. now what happens next in their relationship development, it will be discussed in later chapters on.

after rescued by Freddie, Jasmine's heart tries to open up its gate and willing to regain courage and can love someone again.

and the other hand we have a new character entry Caption Arron. a highly qualified military man. by the way, he was mentioned before, as the man who saved Eric from a fight before. the other man with Aroon was Earth the fellow soldier position as a sergeant in Thailand Army. from the recent events, when Eric saved by Aroon twice, he was unable to thank him properly due to his condition. but he was willing to meet him again and thank him properly. on the other hand caption, Aroon was willing to meet and want to acknowledge Eric as an interest.

the chemistry between Aroon and Eric will begin soon.

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"Hey, Eric!"

"yes, Mint."

"I was thinking we have ended the first part of the story of Mint and Martin book. but we still have a whole tale to tell, what happens after the earthquake event."

"yes, we already did that. we are glad that our writer has interpreted the story well."

"but, we have a little bit of a problem. The writer kinda out of ideas and he don't know what to write now."

"Seriously!, are you kidding me right now? He, the main writer out of his creative ideas?"

"😅 kind of... I guess."

"no, He can't be. don't joke with me right now. if he is out of the ideas who would put together our story."

"😅... I can't say much. he has to explain to you that...
let's just make a pause of that topic. we are here today to discuss something else on this chapter. which is not related to the story in this book, but something else."

"ya, I completely forgot about that."

"shall we begin?"

"of course, what are you waiting for?."

"I was kinda thinking 🤔, in between this fictional world and the real world, what kind of elements were similar and were different. how can you differentiate and relate each with other? can you elaborate on this?"

"Am...m! I have no idea what are you talking about. can you explain in more details?"

"I mean to say. in your opinion, what makes this fiction world different from the real world?"

"Aaa...!! what I can say about it?

😐 
let me think...
if I explain in this topic that you have mentioned. I can say, yes, kind of some certain elements were similar to this story, other elements were purely fictional. like this is a completely imaginary world in comparison to the real world. so the events that happen in this fiction world entirely come from the author's mind. the author is responsible for all of the events that occurred in this universe. so basically speaking, we are just a part of that universe (author's universe) the action occurred in here within us and in our surrounding is interpreted by the author, we are not self willing to do things by ourselves. we are just creations who have to walk on the path created but the author. unlike in the real world, where people were free to do whatever they want."

"So basically, you want to say we are like puppets."

"I think 🤔 so!"

"That statement makes it understandable."

"Yup!"

"can you specify the steps involving in writing the creation?"

"so basically there are different genre of tales for the writer to pick for himself to write. he does that first. then an interesting topic he chooses. the topic and tales were either depend on a real incident or entirely fiction or mix of both for a spicy taste in the story. but first of all the write gain the information about the topic he was going to write it's either fiction or based on real events. if he didn't do that the reader might misunderstand or misjudged his creation in the time being. when the research work he did.
with his skills and knowledge, he shows his work through writing. either the writers pick topics from there environment directly, we call them real-life based/ events. hence are valid to state them as true. or the author just takes influence from the environment. if I explain that in details It would be- the author picks things up from the environment and add it to the fiction. like names of the characters which can be based on the real names of the person. places names will be similar. the similarity of culture and tradition in fiction and real-life and many more like that. this matching of materials makes things go easier for the writer and time saving he does not have to make an entirely complete system of organisations of its subjects. but that doesn't mean his creativity is limited up to this. as an author he can do whatever he wants, I am trying to say that, he can either take true events as a topic or take influences for the environment or can make entirely new systems in his creations all by himself."

"so basically those facts above mentioned were the base of writing things up."

"ya! kind of. don't take it on the count. it's my personal opinion of that. others might feel it differently."

"so, into the next one.
There is one thing that I wanna understand. what factors were responsible for creating a new fiction world of the author?"

"as I have mentioned earlier. most of the time author pick something from their current environment. it is a lot easier for them. instead of thinking something completely different. or as if I talk about the genre of fiction, it, itself diverse into may category like science-fiction, war-fiction, historical-fiction etc. writer search on these events first, like in a historical-fiction the writer's research were their clothes, community, what meal they have and how their lifestyle and events that occur at what period/era. so it was an example of fiction that has taken its plot from environment factors. either there is a common similarity between them, they still consider as fiction due to the story and characters based on the story were imaginary. likewise in science-fiction author either pick its material from the current developing science-based on a futuristic view which is completely nonexistence in the present time but might be possible in future. materials from this fiction are completely imaginary and are harder to write due to the consumption of more creative power for the author. as for some events were also similar in here based on their research. but due to falling into the category of fiction they might occur in real life, the whole story can still consider as fiction. but as you speak for the factors I would say-
that the entirely plat and storytelling is based on the author mind. through his emotion and research, he binds his creativity together."

"If I ask you more, what do you think our writer's motive in narrating our story?"

"I think Mint it's the personal reason of the author. more like wish to accomplish which he cannot gain in his real world's life.
what he has feelings in his heart and mind what he is willing his world to be, what he wants a world to live in, he creates using us as fiction.
he has a desire to live a life as he writes in his fiction."

"that might be true. he is creating his new own universe. for himself and someone like himself to live on through that. that relieves his and his fellow reader's stress for a little while."

"yes, and it's true."

"move on to our last question.
What are your expectations from the writer?"

"Mine is barely much, but I want to have a good storyline of my own."

"that wish is common among every story character that their write give them a proper role in the story."

"I can agree with that😅. that's why mine too."

"Ok, now its time to end this here.
its have a great time with you, Eric. I glad you can explain some of your thoughts with our readers."

"ya, sure.😊"

My Dear, 

This is Mint. this story's main Protagonist. you guessed it right, I like men. like a lot, literally. yes, I am the one, belong to that 10% population which consider as the minority, The LGBTQ+. but if you take aside the sexuality agenda, I'm a normal person like you. I have a family, friends like more than brother and sister. suitable college life and a friend that I have a crush on. I wake up early daily, take bath, eat meals regularly, and always be on time for college, being studious is my nature. posses talents and hobbies and thinking uniquely. facing difficulties and stress, dealing with them, and all stuff like that. I am as normal as you are as extraordinary as you are.
practically I possess every characteristic of human beings.

and this is my story.


"Mint, have you make contact with any of our friends?"

"I trying to call them, but no one is available at this moment. I'm now afraid. they might not get hurt?"

"I don't know but I think they may be safe. I trust God for their safety. we just need to configure this Idea."

"You might be true. I guess this earthquake might not cause any damage to them. but still, can't make any contact with them makes me more worried as per second passes."

"Keep Hope Mint. everything will be fine. the disaster has passed. now we just have to figure out where their locations are. but first, you need to take a deep breath and calm your blood pressure down. don't be panic."

"I am trying to calm myself down. but, as time passes I can't stop worrying about them. and I might keep worrying like this until I discover they are safe."

I say a msg dropped into my phone. I rapidly get up and gear up for helping them.

"Han, I should go and look for them. you have to rest"

"I can't sit around and do nothing. when I knew my friends are out there. they might need my help. I should go too."

"No, please, you are in no condition right now. look at you. you barely even walk right now. if you get out like this you have me behind to worry about you too."

"but!"

"I do not afford to listen to any excuses right now. just be here and I take the rest of the part to make sure they are safe."

My heart-eating me out of worry. this is a case of emergency, of course, I would. why not. but nonetheless, I wasn't thinking straight. 
when I started to think, why I was running so desperate to the first destination. when I received the location like this crazy? I might say I can't judge myself for what reason my heart is shouting me to 'run' fast as I can. move my feet as I can, towards the person it might desire to take a glimpse to his safety.

yes, I am figuring out myself too, why? why him? why this particular person my heart has a desire to see this extensively out of anyone in this entire planet right now?

The upper phase might not be a question. but it might rather be it's an answer to itself. I just have to figure out what.

Early - Medieval - Renaissance War (Historical Intended / some story are fiction beware)

Kingdom of Majapahit

Kingdom of Malacca

Kingdom of Sunda (Pajajaran War)

Kingdom of Siam

Johor (Renaissance Era)

Papua tribesman

Portuguese Expedition

English Expeditions

Spain Expeditions

The Dutch Company (VOC)

Early - Modern to Futuristic War (Early Great war to the cold war)
Western (Historical Intended / some story are fiction beware)

Germany (Communists and Imperialist/Nationalist)

Austria

Great Britain

The United States of America

Canada

France (Nationalist and Foreign Traitors)

Romania (Imperialist / Nationalist)

Bulgaria

Hungary

Denmark

Slovakia

Eastern (Historical Intended / some story are fiction beware)

China (Imperialist and non-Imperial / Ideology based)

Japan (Imperial / Nationalist)

Vietnam (Northern and Southern)

United States of Indonesia / Republic of Indonesia

Thailand

Malaysia

Singapore

Korean (Northern and Southern)

The two Age will be connected directly due to some circumstances so wait for it.
No Need to say more right? (Fiction Based some are based on lore and story of the legend)

The third ages would be a different dimension based and can only be entered by a special gate obtained only the greatest leader of the two Age given by the Admin as a special recognition of the player's abilities.

Early - Ancient Warfare the Rise of the Fallen kingdom (The Great Eternal War)
Only for those who love the way of Warhammer works and for the fans only (Different playthrough but same MC)

Early - Gothic War (Interstellar War)

This novel is based on VR games which are in Strategy and RPG setting, not only the player can feel their surrounding they can taste any delicacy in the games, The NPC is able to interact with the player as if they are alive as a real human which can't separate a person from the NPC.

The game has 4 era which is the ancient civilization of Atlantis, Indus, and the Lemurian, Medival that spread from the Asian, European, and the Southeast Asia, Modern time which start from great war, second world war, and cold war, as the last age is the Gothic era timeline after the end of the nuclear war and the world had already gone into universe war which has strange beast and the unknown horror lurk on it.

"War is an endless event and the people inside it see what hell incarnate is like" said by anonymous.

Warning: the cover is not yet final and may change later

Hello everyone, dahil nainspired ako magsulat , gumawa din ako ng historical na kwento na may halong magical, medyo matagal ko  na ding pinagisipan kung itutuloy ko pa, 1903  ito panahon na ng amerikano, thank you sa mga babasa, God bless pasensya na din kung medyo mabagal mag update

P.S
This is a Historical Fiction, meaning this is a fiction, the characters, place and etc. is all fiction except on some thoughts or parts because it is really part of our history, the tomasites etc. 
Thank you again for reading, keep on reading and comment for suggestions and message me for your reaction, I love reading messages. THANKS :D

Ang kwento ng pagibig at trahedya mula 1903 hanggang 2018. Si Esperanza ay isang mabuti, mahinhin at maalagang babae mula sa taong 1903 at si Elyca isang masungit, spoiled at mayamang babae mula sa taong 2018, ating alamin kung ano ang koneksyon ng dalawa sa isa't isa at ano ang mangyayari sa pagibig na meron sakanila.

The next day came quickly, and Ash spent most of the day running around the garden. After a their walk was finished, Alice pulled out a few books and began to study. 
They were the same ones she had been reading on the first day Ash arrived, and probably before then too. 
The contents of the books focused on business- how to make connections and bargain, as well as an outline for the prices of some common goods. 
Naturally, prices fluctuate, so these prices weren't up to date, but they could still give a decent idea of the pricing landscape.
Aside from these business books, Alice also had a few novels and a singular history book.
The history book could hardly be called a history book though, more historical fiction. 
Its subject was a fairly well known one- the story of the Crimson General. The book had an odd origin; no one knew who the author was. Apparently, a few hundred years ago, shortly after the death of the Crimson general, this book showed up. 
It was written in an unidentifiable language, and only a few words could be recognized. Crimson General.
After countless years of work by some of the best scholars in the Vosnan Empire, the book had been roughly translated. 
It told an in depth story about the Crimson General, and was told from a third person point of view. Who could have written this, and were the stories within true? It was labeled as historical fiction rather than nonfiction.
Rather than holding the story to themselves, the Vosnian scholars made some edits, then made copies of the translated version. 
The storytelling in the book was good, and they figured the book could serve as a reminder to others not to make the mistakes that their own nation had made in the past.
Alice read out in the garden, sitting under a small tree. The sun soon past the height of the sky, and began its descent towards the horizon. 
Alice grew tired of sitting still and reading, and she had something to do today.
It was time to find out about Ash's past.
Leaving Ash in the garden, she began her search for the butler. Alex was more of a supervisor to the other workers, and even had his own office… but he wasn't there. None of the servants Alice passed seemed to know either.
'Hmm… I'm sure Gary knows! Those two have been best friends forever, I'm sure Gary can find him!'
Making her way to the kitchen, Alice pushed open the door, only to be met with the person she was searching for.
"Alex! Were you trying to hide from me?"
Alice pulled him away, leaving a confused Gary behind. 
"M'lady, a bar is no place for a young lass like you. How about I go alone? I will tell you everything word for word, so don't worry!"
"Nope. I'm hearing it first hand. Even if it isn't a happy story, I want to hear what happened."
Alex shook his head, but knew there was nothing he could do to stop her. 'Please don't let it be too bad…'
The Lions Gate pub wasn't far from the Graves manor, and it didn't take long for the pair to arrive. 
The young girl was quite out of place at the establishment filled with drunken mercenaries. The pub couldn't quite be called a clean place. The stench of alcohol permeated the air, along with the smell of strong BO and upchuck. 
Alice coughed at the stench as she entered, attracting the attention of a few drunkards.
"Oi! Looks like Ol' Jer got us a young one this time, eh? Which brothel is this one from?"
A few other drunkards joined the first, jeering at Alice.
Their disgusting gazes made Alice feel queasy. Combined with the rancid stench, the gazes made some bile start heading for Alice's throat. 
Just as she thought she was going to barf, Alex stepped forwards. His glare was even sharper than the sword in his hard, and silence filled the pub. Alex's face was bright red with rage, his sword held forwards threateningly. It was almost like he was daring someone to say another word, his sword itching to pay back these idiots who'd insulted Alice.
A few seconds later, everyone went back to their drinking, completely ignoring Alice. It seemed no one wanted to test Alex's temper. 
Jorg was sitting at a table in the corner of the room, and it didn't take long for Alex to recognize him. The duo sat across from him, receiving no reaction. 
Jorg was dead drunk already, despite it being just past midday. 
Alex waved his hand in front of the merc's dirty orange beard, and finally Jorg awoke. 
"Huh? Who are you? Go away or get me -hic- more beer."
Tossing four sil to the bartender, Alex purchased a beer for Jorg… or at least he tried to. With a sneer on his face the bartender motioned for more. 
Four sil was already a decent amount of money, definitely enough for a beer. Any more would be a scam… but Alex had to get the drink. Without it, it was unlikely that Jorg would talk.
After giving another two sil to the bartender, he finally got the beer.
As if revived by the scent of alcohol, Jorg straightened up as soon as the drink arrived. He took a sip of the piss yellow liquid, scrunching his face into a frown at the harsh taste.
"Alright… what do ya want, girly?"
Still trying to keep the vomit from earlier down, Alice took a moment before speaking.
"Please tell me about the wolf pups your group brought to the city about a month ago. I want to know what happened to the black wolf pup… and how you caught them in the first place."

A wolf with the mind of a human, yet with no memories to speak of. Will he be able to survive long enough to regain his memories, or will he build a new life instead of finding what he once had? 

New author, but I will try to stray away from the mistakes that make books hard to read. Not going to write a harem, the main character will not be overpowered, and the plot armor will be too thin to stop a pebble thrown by a toddler. I will try to make this story as entertaining as possible to read. If you think I am not living up to this synopsis, please tell me in the comments, and I will try to improve :).


Cover by Kipine, I do not own this image.

Copyright © 2018 by the_queen_loves2rock

All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author. 

This story is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events; to real people, living or dead; to real locales; or to actual pieces of work are intended only to give the fiction a setting in historical reality. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and their resemblance, if any, to real life counterparts is entirely coincidental.

(First written on Wattpad of the same title.)

Carrie Mendoza was a simple girl with big dreams. She was able to attend Goldwest Fields School, an elite high school where children of influential families from all over the country attend. This is where her pursuit of greater heights started.

Fate then played its part as she got to know Kyle Fuentabella, a smart young lad from the well-known Fuentabella clan. Unbeknownst to them, certain events from the past ties both of them with an invisible red thread...

"Those Memories" is a story about two people who were bound by the string of fate, a love that started at a young age. Will it prosper? Will it be able to stand through the tests of time? 

Do you believe in "coincidences"? Is there such a thing as "destiny"? 

Let Kyle and Carrie's story show you the meaning of love and the ups and downs that go with it. Let this story prove to you that "forever" exists - within our hearts... 

Enjoy reading! 

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"The moments we share are the moments we keep forever." - Catherine Pulsifer

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Language: Filipino, English 

Also available on Wattpad with the same title.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2015

Hello I'm Lourdes Mariah known as Heitcleff97.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishements, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

So this is my first book of Historical Fiction and I hope you'll enjoy reading and have a great time reading this book. This is my first serious Historical Fiction book so please be kind.

Everything beyond this point is an author's imagination only. Plagiarism is a crime and punishable by law. Keep that in mind.

This book contains some sexual events, this is a PG-13 and will include some things that are not appropriate for ages below 13. Read at your own risk and remember I warned you.

If you see any amount of stealing, please notify me right away. It is much appreciated.

THANK YOU AND ENJOY READING!!

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My whole entire life I served, I born to be a slave, to be the payment of my families debt.

We don't have a right in this world, we should obliged what the rules are or we shall be punish.

His the master, he owns us, he can do anything from us.


We are divided into two classes.

The middle class, they're the one who has a decent work and they have the right to have a family and to have a home to call. 

And lastly my position the lower class where we don't have the right to have a family or a home and even to have a high position in a community.  We are always working twenty four hours a day til we stop unless he told to do so. We do have a room for ourselves and we are not allowed to go out on the mansion and could not marry without his consent.

But what if my life shall be change? Will there be a chance to have a relationship between a slave and a master?

My entire life I served, I born to be a slave, to be the payment of my families debt.

We don't have a right in this world, we should obliged what the rules are or we shall be punish.

His the master, he owns us, he can do anything from us.


We are divided into two classes.

The middle class, they're the one who has a decent work and they have the right to have a family and to have a home to call. 

And lastly my position the lower class where we don't have the right to have a family or a home and even to have a high position in a community.  We are always working twenty four hours a day til we stop unless he told to do so. We do have a room for ourselves and we are not allowed to go out on the mansion and could not marry without his consent.

But what if my life shall be change? Will there be a chance to have a relationship between a slave and a master?

This story is just a fictional story with a historical-fiction genre, which uses the history of the archipelago as its background but has a plot and changes in characterization for each character according to the author's imagination, so this story is not a true historical fact.
The purpose of writing this story is to attract the attention and interest of the reader to actual history by describing a fictional story with the same background, so that the reader has an interest in digging up the actual historical facts through other sources related to actual historical facts.

Last Volume of this story... 
Happy reading :)

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"Where is this!?" said her mind screw.

... Blap! Blap!

... suddenly two incandescent lights flashed.

"... Het feest !! ... let's welcome ... Princess of Tomorrow, ANNA !!"

Then ... the sigh of a creature she had never heard of ... Slurrpp!

"... AAAAA!!!"

"Don't be afraid sweet little girl, we won't spare your bones!"

"No!"

"... let's see what flavor your soft flesh has ..."

"HHYYAAAAAAAA ... NO NO! ... DON'T ... DON'T COME! GO AWAY ... NO NOOOOOO !!!"

Batavia 1628, as one of the VOC colonies in this European-style city, a girl named Anna, found herself captivated inside a big steel cage in a dark room.

Without her memory, without knowing the reason for her captivating, except a candle as her only companion ... 

Then moon shone round, classical music and dance began to play, and at once the lights of the room were turned off.

It was then that the thrilling curtain of Batavia was opened...

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Captivated BOOK 1

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