Who is the rightful ruler of Ransang?

Book1: The General's Wife
The only daughter of Ransang’s President, countryside-bred Natalia Averona was arranged to marry the Capital’s General, General Randall Ferrer. This was to protect her from those who attempted to kill her when she and her mother almost burned to death from a fire believed to have been perpetrated by the Gionite Tribe.
Kept away from the public, she frequently sneaks out with her maidservant, Runi, and her childhood military officer friend, Lieutenant Marcial, to have fun that usually create rifts between her and the General’s domineering attitude. 
Everything changed when under odd circumstances, she learned of her glorious past where she might be the only one who could stop another looming Civil War between two ethnicities lead by two significant men in her life.


Book 2: The Gionite Queen
Queen Kulintang/Natalia's reign as Ransang's Head of State has been threatened with an assassination attempt and an abduction of the daughter of one of Ransang's tribal chieftains.
Aside from this, she and her husband, General Randall Ferrer, must satisfy their obligation to the throne by producing an heir.

Book 3: One True Heir
The succession of Prince Sinag as the next Head of State has been threatened by a claimant to Ransang's throne. According to the claimant, he is the first son of the last Gionite royal family. 
Aside from a claimant to the throne, Prince Sinag must also balance his obligations as a future reigning monarch and as a lover to a beautiful but unfavored heiress who sought him for help in claiming her fortune. 
Will he choose to rule or abdicate his right to the throne? Will he marry an intended noble lady for him or will he fight for his beautiful heiress to be his future Queen?

Ransang Chronicles is created by Miel Hontucan, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.


Ransang Chronicles

I didn’t want to flash fake smiles to the people at the luncheon. I evaded everyone including Runi or heaven forbid, Auntie Andrea. 


The Phoenix Pavilion is swarming of people who are waiting to be invited to the wedding of the General. They would be the first to gossip about me withdrawing the engagement.


The safest I could go was behind the secluded bushes at the back of the Phoenix Pavilion. I slipped there from the crowd and successfully evaded the General’s men and the inquisitive guests.


I then sprawled all across the ground. I didn’t care if my dress was already contaminated  with dust, grime, and rubble. 


Kendra was right when she told me that I’ll know how the General feels for me when he’ll learned of my withdrawal.


It was too easy for him to tell me to pack my things and to go home. 


I started crying so hard without a sound because I didn’t want to startle any guest who might be walking nearby. 


Chapter 42: Duke of Kent