Naime Sultan Novels & Stories

Her light hair flowed down her shoulders to her waist. Queen Natalia Eleanor de Mythion. The ruler of Mythion and the woman that I should be wary of, according to Stefano. Stefano and Sudanni are behind us. Sushi was by my side I just ignored the cold. He was still small and the soldiers there did not pay him any attention.

“No Auntie Nermine, we aren’t firing the girl, I already spoke to Nick and she is now his secretary” “But…” “Good night Nermine Sultan, I have work to do” I said chuckling, addressing her as a Sultana since she was half Turkish and they were proud of their Ottoman Sultan Empire. I couldn’t blame them really, it was one of the biggest and strongest of empires, being a history geek, I somehow liked reading about stuff like that. Off topic, yes, I was going to read a few papers I had to get done with before bed, but then again it was already night and I knew that I could get to them in the morning, might as well just draw for a while.

They became light and traveled throughout his body and healed him. The spot she cried on then went on to become a fountain of her tears which can only be controlled by any woman she chose. Nati blessed a young desperate warrior from a small village named Nasir with his strength, name, and other abilities so he could protect his people. Nasir then married a lady chosen by Natalí and together they founded a kingdom they both named Nayak and the family of Niamh has been ruling Nayak since then.

Why did you call me that ," I asked but she furrowed her brows ,guess she didn't understand. "What is it, my princess? "The 'my princess' phase you call me ,I am no princess,why all this respect ,my name is Naunet and I am just like you , I explained to clarify things . "Oh dear you are a princess and you deserve to be respected , aren't you aware that you will birth a king , that makes you a princess , and a princess lives inside you , isn't that enough reason to call you a princess ,she smiled with curious eyes .

Each of them had dumped a daughter on the Sultan in the hope that he would choose one of their daughters as his Sultana. Roksolana also found out that Lady Miriam had become the Sultan's favorite because of the influence of her father in the community. He was the finance minister and therefore, he had the others under his control. Roksolana also found out that the Sultan avoided all the maidens who were still virgins among the women in his harem and Roksolana thought that was strange.

She asked "Oh, you mean Ember" Snowstorm replied "She doesn't associate much with people" "Even I don't know what her actual name is" she said as she took off the mask covering her face. "We miss you back at home y'know" Natsumi said "But seem to love the life here" "Isn't that right, Naomi?" SHIN SEKAI SECRET: Nega is the first and current king of Dahüd. He founded the country five years before the present time.

"Do you have anything to say?" "Actually Yes." Audibly, he cleared his throat "Your beauty remind's me of the beautiful Princess Sinaqe of saudi Arabia. The only daughter of his first royal highness Halmati Abukaqu" Oh wow! She see's where this is headed to. She's gonna play along. By the way, she has no one to talk to and her silly husband left her here all alone. "Oh really?" "Yes Dear, not just that, you also remind me of the most beautiful mermaid in the atlantic ocean"

“I found this one climbing out of a window. I think she’s a spy.” The King quirked an eyebrow and studied me for a few long moments. He was clearly in no rush to speak. Finally, he said, “What is your name?” His voice was gravelly, like iron raking across hot coals. “S-Serena,” I managed, thankfully not too petrified to use the fake name Neil had given me. “I’m Ne—Prince Neil’s fianceé.” “Serena, eh?” The King leaned forward and braced a muscular forearm on his knee. “I heard you were here. Where is your father, Gale? And the rest of your caravan?”

I turned to look at her as I was gripping Aiden’s hand. “So you know what I was then?” I asked her quietly before she smiled. Nana was staring into the fire now as she was gazing thoughtfully. “There’s only one person on the whole island that was named after Arabella. Princess Arabella Dragomir, the current monarch after her parents died in a shipwreck. I supposed you were coming here to get away from the responsibility that was handed to you so suddenly, am I right?” she said before I nodded. I don’t trust my voice to not break at this moment and with Aiden on the bed.

Security measures were tightened to ensure the safety of the new sultan. At dawn, Murat stood on the balcony of his palace room on the third floor. The view of the open sea with hundreds of ships floating off the peninsula stretched before him. Power over all of Turkey was in his hands. The young sultan took a deep breath while gripping the balcony railing, shouting loudly to release his pent-up emotions. "Emily, I miss you. I also want to be with you when you give birth to our son. Name him Mehmed, like one of my great-grandfathers who was renowned for his wisdom," Murat said to himself.