Sebastian_mechalis

What will happen when Princess Nefertari falls in love with a Prince from the other side of the Planet during a visit that was the first of its kind? Does she think that her love that started as a mere crush will mean something when they are to meet a decade later? Adults with new minds, and faces, is there place for such feelings when war is breaking out? Is it an ill-fated meeting or, perhaps there is more to come?

.“BEHOLD!” 
“His Holiness, Great Pharaoh of Egypt Akhenaton and his daughter crown princess Nefertari!"
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"This is my secret hideout that I wanted to share with you," Joon Wo said looking at her, no matter how long he looked...she looked Ethereal.
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Traveling to the other side of the world after being invited to the greatest Celebrations in the history of Korea.
Not Expecting much to happen...
But Fate had another plan... the reunion of old friends, the faded scars of the past reopening.
The spark that started in childhood turning into a bonfire in adulthood. Replaying the past of the ones before them.
Can love last in the den of the wicked?
Or will Fate have another saying in it? 
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Note: This novel has taken a creative turn in history!

. The novel will be like a journey through the MC's lives. You will join them as they grow up and you will witness everything yourself!
I upload almost daily I hope you enjoy !
Cover : credits to the original artist

A Song of Ancient Times

Bijan stared blankly as he awaited his orders from his king. King Farzad was sitting with his hands under his chin as he bit on his nails, the sweat was trailing down his brows as he tapped his feet repeatedly in a rhythmic manner. Hatred was visible in the glow of his eyes, the hate that was coursing through his body was nothing that he wasn't used to. Bijan has served him through all these years but till now he had no idea what this hate that he had for the Pharaoh.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?" Captain Bijan said as he looked at the King's side view.

The king took a deep breath before shifting his attention back to the reality that he was living…the bitter reality. "You are the only one left," said the King. Bijan hated the way that he talked riddles with him. He liked everything to be clear and straightforward, and the king was neither clear nor straightforward.

Gone Soft.