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Awakening of India - 1947

In an alternate 1947, as India awakens to its hard-fought independence, fate takes a radical turn. A man from the future, armed with knowledge of what lies ahead, is thrust into the role of Prime Minister. Tasked with steering a fractured and fragile nation, he must confront deep-rooted divisions, political intrigue, and international power plays, all while carrying the burden of a billion hopes on his shoulders. But beneath the urgency of nation-building lies a far greater ambition: the vision of an Akhand Bharat - united, unyielding, and destined to rise from the ashes of colonialism and chaos. As history unravels and destiny is rewritten, this is the story of bold leadership and unforgiving choices, the forging of a India, ready to command its place among the world’s great powers. PS: No liberals were harmed while making this novel. [I will also be posting this story on my Scribble Hub and P.a.t.r.e.o.n as well. P.a.t.r.e.o.n Link - patr eon.com/Knot4Sail (remove the spaces after copy pasting the link) or just search 'Knot4Sail' on patreon...whichever works Scribble Hub: Just search the novel name or my name] Discord Link: discord.gg/EfQqJ5D4C Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised.
Knot4Sail · 1m Views

Type-Moon: Simulation Starts from Greece

Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant poems of chuunibyou style during their ultimate moves. Legend has it that he is a hero created from a lie, a descendant of the heroes aboard the Argo, and the descendant of Kratos, the dragon slayer hero. Legend has it he is the hero who peeled off the armour of the gods from the flesh and blood of his body, making even the sun god impressed with his dedication. Some say that the goddess of beauty, the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of discord, and even the pure goddess of the moon and the queen of the underworld were all madly in love with him and fought fiercely over him. He is the Adonis of spring, adorning the pure hearts of goddesses with floral crowns, a rainbow-coloured figure in the eyes of countless unrequited lovers, both human and divine. Apollo wept daily in white learning, saying: "It was me first." Poseidon looked at Athena's kiss with jealous envy, splitting apart with rage: "How am I supposed to feel seeing the ones I once desired and those I now desire together?" The three Celtic goddesses, unable to obtain him, sought to destroy him. The earth mother goddess Nephthys personally crowned him as the hero of the storm, giving him the name of Set, the god of destruction in the desert, viewing him as her eternal lover. And it all starts with a war, with the hero chanting: "The awe of the king is displayed at this moment. Witness the power that shakes the heavens and the earth!" ___________________ This is a Translation.. So, you can credit the original 'Author: Merlin You Have No Feelings' ...he has written a good fanfic. I'm merely translating ... if the original author wants me to remove their work, just leave a comment below msg me at.. https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/114611/abhii28/ ______ I've used chatgpt for translation with some adjustments so, only read if you can handle the words. The updates will be fast as I've got about 100 chapters in stock. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)...
Abhii_28 · 1.1m Views

On The Edge of The Abyss

1940. The Hanseatic Empire stands as one of the world's great powers, ruling its vast continent in the South Atlantic, they were determined to remain neutral as Europe descends into war. But neutrality offers no protection from matters of the heart. Captain Kylian von Reichsgraf has been raised for duty, ten centuries of family tradition have prepared him for diplomacy, protocol, and service to the crown. Nothing has prepared him for Princess Changning. Sent to observe a crumbling Chinese dynasty's last desperate alliance with Japan, Kylian finds himself seated beside an imperial princess at a wedding meant to save her nation. In stolen conversations across impossible divides of culture and rank, he discovers something his training never anticipated: a woman whose intelligence matches her grace, whose convictions challenge his own, and whose very presence unravels everything he thought he understood about duty and desire. But while Kylian wages his silent war between honor and longing, the world erupts into open conflict. His closest friend, Wolfgang von Witzland, trades youthful idealism for cold vengeance, learning too late that righteous rage and monstrous cruelty can wear the same face. Meanwhile, Wolfgang's cousin, Elke von Witzland, a prodigy of the Hanseatic Navy Air Corps, climbs into the cockpit, seeing the coming firestorm not as a damnation, but as her divine right—a stage for the glory she believes is hers to claim. In a world where duty, honor, and hierarchy are paramount, love becomes the most dangerous battlefield of all. Update: 1 Chapter a week.
Soul_is_sundered · 22.9k Views

A Scandal By Any Other Name

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️ Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her "coach" him on how to woo a lady. He will let her teach him how to dance, how to flirt, and how to seduce. But he has no intention of using those lessons on Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As the lessons turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, I am merely the coach—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."
Cameron_Rose_8326 · 37.1k Views