Come back in Spring [ Snufkin x Moomin ]

Betrayed by the man she loved most and sent to the guillotine, a young girl embarks on a quest for revenge when she is given the chance to cheat death and be born again. *****Falling from heaven to hell, Han Zi-ning is falsely accused of treason and sentenced to execution when she is betrayed by the man she loved the most and the woman she once called sister. After the blade falls, she awakens to find herself five years in the past, a time before she became entangled in the political fight for the throne. Armed with the painful memories of her previous life, Zi-ning embarks on a quest for revenge, determined to change the future for herself and those she cares about, and to send those responsible for her suffering to the damnation they deserve.

⚠WARNING! I'M NOT NATIVE ENGLISH, so if you see any mistakes, I'm sorry, any help or ideas are welcome!! (🌀) TW: mentions of blood, panic attacks, self-harm, homophobia (each TW will be put at the beginning of the story) boyxboy!(🌟) The story will start right after the fight between the Metkayina group and the Omtacaya brothers, the story will not have any canon connection at the moment! might have along the way! (🌀/🌟) A soldier who loves his family and would do anything to protect it but who hasn't had the freedom of a teenager since the sky people attacked their home And the son of the Metkayina chief, popular and one of the most adored na'vi on his island, arrogant and full of himself, What will happen when the two meet? what will happen when the ocean meets the forest?(🏹) I smirked to myself a bit, he didn't comment anything or say how weird or how much of a freak I am he was just there heating up and melting into my touch.Before I let my hands off his waist I made sure to brush my tail around his back to double the shivers from earlier, and to my surprise no comment again whatsoever as I went to his side looking up at him, as his eyes were fixed on the target. His face was a burning red velvet color and he couldn't keep his hands straight as the bow was shaking, I looked up at him with a smirk on my face as I got closer to his body and looked up at him with cat eyes the usual classic fan girls do," You're not so confident now, are you? " .

"Excuse me!! How dare you to talk to me like this?? Do you know who I am?" He roared at Vanika in loud voice pointing his index finger towards her."Prime minister ke bete ho tum?? By growing this beard and height, are you thinking that you are training commander? Listen Mr. Whatever, I don't give a damn about your identity. So just leave my way." Vanika said putting his finger down by her index finger. He gave her a death glare and left from there while she smirked .********************************************************She was standing in line with other IPS candidates but suddenly gets 440 volt shock when the same man she fought with came to stage throwing sharp glares at Vanika and said - "Good morning Candidates. I am Nirmay Oberoi your training commander. And from now you all will be trained under my guidance in these 11 months."********************************************************But both of them did not know that the tale which has started will go "𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙸𝚃𝚈".

Aurelia, a Noble Roman woman, had heard of the savage British tribes, their mystic Celtic ways, and the battles the Roman army was fighting against them on their shores. The battles her soon-to-be Husband, Quintus Acquilla, was fighting in the name of the Eagle. But she could not have predicted that, when she crossed the ocean to be with him and fulfil the marriage contract between their families, she would be captured by a Barbarian War Lord and made to be his War Prize...

Abbas Abdul Rabbani, youngest Prince of Balqaas, is the most wanted bachelor in the city. But after an injury alters his appearance for life, no woman desires to marry him, except for the General's daughter, Haifa. But she too has a secret. Meanwhile, a threat to the Royal family arises, threatening the peace of their nation.Will the two be able to accept each other's secrets, overcome their past and the pressures of society?A story about how two individuals learn to accept themselves and understand the blessings of matrimony, whilst discovering the true mastermind behind the crimes.DISCLAIMER: This story does have Muslim characters but in no way is meant to depict how Muslims really are or how they should be.

Roxana kept her head bowed as Alexander stepped towards the captives of war, sweeping his cloak behind him. He passed by all of the women with the indifference and sobriety that rivalled their fairness and beauty."The Bactrian women are eyesores," His deep, passionate voice ran out, earning the chuckles of his generals. That was when she realized that a pair of feet in leather soles had stopped before her. Slowly, she looked up. She saw a pair of metal greaves on strong, sturdy legs. She saw a kilt and scaled armour securely tied off at the shoulders. On the centre of his chest was engraved a sun with a face drawn on it. Then she focussed her eyes on his chiselled jawline, then at his arrogant mouth, and then his mismatched but clear brown and blue eyes. Roxana's eyes widened. This was the greatest commander ever known on earth, the one who massacred thousands of citizens who revolted against him in Thebes, the one who had burned down the palace complex of Persepolis in one night, and the one who never lost a battle in his life. She wanted to look away from his intense gaze. But she lifted her chin a little higher and boldly locked her gaze with his. "What is your name?" He asked, his expression stone cold. She felt his hand touch a lock of her long, dark brown mane. His gaze bore into her eyes so piercingly that she decided to cast her head to the side. "Roxana, my lord." She replied."Who is your father?""Oxyartes, mighty warlord and nobleman of Sogdia.""Ah, Oxyartes. I know him. I know him very well," He smiled. Then he bent down so that the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his warm breath which turned into mist in the freezing winter air. Roxana shivered. "Tell your father that I have come," He whispered, "And that his people are now my people."

King Henry VIII is arguably one of the best known English monarchs, particularly for his six wives and the Reformation. But what if it happened differently? What if he chose a different bride, and set England on a new path? Would it be better, or worse?The king of England has all the power he could possibly imagine, and his enticing charm and cleverness only make it easier for him to get exactly what he wants. He won't stop until he gets exactly what he wants. And he wants an heir more than anything else.-cover by @WorksByAmeliss*rewritten, much improved second draft finally on its way*

*Book 2 in the Regency Series- can be read as a standalone.* Nathaniel Whitlock, Duke of Somerhall is used to debutantes who want him for nothing more than his title and the wealth and prestige that comes with it. He has seen the first of his sisters marry for love and knows that it is something he wants for himself. Unfortunately, he can never know whether a girl is interested in him or in his bankbook. Then, in comes Lady Emily Carter, his sister's friend. After being off travelling the world for two years, the young lady is back in society, and visits his estate with his sister, Cassandra. When she arrives, Nate is immediately taken by this fiery lady and it appears that she feels the same. However, there is nothing Emily values more than her independence and Nate does not know what she will choose.