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Mrbeast Not Sleeping

Not here for love, Not a hero either

Daphne Roasis is a modern day woman who travels back in time and wakes up inhabiting the body of a woman living in the middle ages. A noble born woman by the name of Lady Mariam of House Erayer. She's just gotten married is about to betray her new husband to please her secret lover who plans to kill her and her new husband once he's secured the man's station and fortune. Lady Mary is cruel, vain, selfish, stupid and gullible. She fully deserves her bloody end. But now Daphne is wearing her face. And her head is filled with memories as well as visions of the bloodbath that awaits them should the coup not be halted. Recognizing her circumstances and further struggling to understand them, Daphne realizes she was brought here to stop Lady Mary from committing an act of betrayal that would devastate the lives of hundreds of citizens. Her own people as she is now the wife of a Lord. At first, Daphne just wants to return home. Her circumstances are dangerous and she doesn't wish to bear this burden. She is in a foreign land, surrounded by people she does not know, a culture she doesn't understand, problems she did not create and in the body of a stranger. Each interaction with Mary's husband proves that he is a man of honor and would make for a very good partner for any woman lucky enough to bag him. She couldn't understand how Mary wasn't able to see his value and chose to hurt such a good man. Plus, he was insanely attractive. Daphne knows that Mary has already left a bad impression on her new husband with her rotten attitude and as such, he is not fond of her. Nor are any of the servants and knights. She decides the only way to create harmony and go about disrupting the coup is to come clean to the husband about who she is. Sir James Hamstead is completely baffled by his wife's sudden change in attitude. He doesn't know if she's trying to make amends for her mistakes or just playing games with him. He notices she's become much kinder towards his servants and no longer just yells at them. When she finally reveals her true identity, he's tempted to laugh it off as a bad joke. But she is adamant. She also reveals the coup that is about to unfold and the key players involved stating that Mary was one of them. She tells him of what will happen to his people should he fail to stop the takeover. Sir James is even more baffled, but now with a level of hostility. He doesn't believe Daphne's claims about her identity, but he does believe that she was indeed sent to be his weakness and destroy him. In a fit of rage, he has her thrown in the dungeons as he investigates her claims. The pair get off to a bad start, but Daphne knows she must be patient and understanding. It doesn't take long before Sir James comes down to interrogate her. At the persuasion of his personal knight, he agrees to move her from the dungeons and instead confine her to her bedchambers. Again. Soon credence of her claims come forward. It takes a while for James to believe she is not the woman who planned to betray him. It take even longer for him to believe that she wants to help him save his people. Days turn into weeks, weeks into months and before long romance blooms. James becomes very much attached to Daphne and acknowledges her as his real wife. He no longer sees Mary in her and hopes the other woman's soul never returns. Daphne too is having a conflict of interests. She's not here for love. Nor is she a hero. But now, it appears fate has thrust both upon her. How will she manage it?
Lady_Venom · 87 Views

She's My Sleeping Pill

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE
_frieyaVida · 2.6M Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 680.3K Views

Kiss Me Not

Excerpt: "Just strip, will you.." Hearing her command, he smiled viciously. Stepping closer to her, he whispered, "Why don't you do the honors and satisfy yourself? This body and my whole existence are now all yours!" *Book 1: Kiss Me Not, My Prince* (Completed - Chapters 1 to 273) Brione Yu was a successful model/actor with philemaphobia (fear of kissing). She had everything one could ever dream of, but her world crumbled when she lost the most important person in her life. He was not only her best friend but also the man she loved with all her heart. While she spent her days missing him and longing for him, she had an unexpected encounter with a recluse Prince who resembled her best friend substantially. Though their characters were contradictory, he reminded her of the man she loved every time she set her eyes on him. Was fate playing some kind of cruel game with her? Or was she being played by the Prince? ********************************** Book 2: Kiss Me Not, My Princess (completed - Chapters 274 to 382) “You took all my firsts, so take responsibility for it.” Did she hear it right? This was the height of shamelessness! “Your firsts? What about me then? You took all my firsts away!” “And I’m willing to take responsibility, my Princess.” he firmly stated with a devilish smile on his face. Kimmy was a Princess who ran away from an arranged marriage her mother set up for her. Years passed, and she came home with a broken heart. On her return home, she met the man she was supposed to marry. The man who surprisingly could make Kimmy's body tremble with desire for him. But, what would happen if the first love she used to chase before showed up before her just as she was about to move on? Who would the Princess choose to spend the rest of her life with? =========== Other Books: The Crown's Entrapment (in writing) The Untamed: Game of Hearts (completed) The CEO Who Hates Me (completed) The General Who Hates Me (completed) The Doctor Who Loves Me (completed) The Law of Attraction (completed) contact me at: Discord Link: https://discord.gg/PNGkTUy twitter: @EUSTOMA_reyna instagram: eustoma_reyna Facebook Page: @eustoma.reyna **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!
Eustoma_Reyna · 2.6M Views

Not My Sins

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed. “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” “Kill them all!” “Show no mercy!” “Off with their heads!” “Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. “They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”
DanitaMimi · 46.1K Views

AM NOT YOURS

What happens when a bond forged by destiny turns into a battle of wills? Can love survive betrayal, pride, and years of unresolved pain? Richard and Maya were born into lives of privilege, their families entwined by generations of friendship and loyalty. Was their connection a blessing or a chain holding them captive? Richard, the arrogant heir to an empire, had everything handed to him—except the wisdom to cherish what truly mattered. Maya, raised with discipline and grace, was the one person who always stood by him. But how long can love endure when respect is absent? When Richard’s reckless actions humiliate Maya in front of the world, she walks away from everything they’ve built. Was leaving the only way she could reclaim her identity? Could distance heal the wounds he inflicted, or would the scars remain forever? Stripped of his wealth and status, Richard is forced to face his demons. Can a man raised in entitlement truly change? Will he ever earn the forgiveness of the woman he once took for granted? Years later, fate forces them together in an arranged marriage. Can two hearts broken by each other learn to beat as one again? Manny swears she’ll never forgive him, but can her resolve withstand Richard’s newfound devotion? Is his transformation real, or just another mask? What happens when hate begins to blur into love? Will Manny let her walls down, or will the past always stand between them? With every twist and turn, "Am Not Yours" asks: Can a love born in pain and betrayal ever become something pure? Or is letting go the only way to truly be free?
grace_adeola_2257 · 452 Views
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