17-year-old Katy Hereford is what you might call a nerd or geek. She had a hard time navigating high school, being shy and awkward. She loves reading and limits social interactions to the bare minimum. In short, transport her through time to the polite society of the regency period, with all its social rules and gossip and it would end disastrously. Or wouldn't it?

she has been by his side for as long as she can remember, but that didn't seem to matter to him anymore as his sun summoner enters the picture. [polish translation: @patiszonn] [portuguese translation: @dumbyzinho] [graphic creds:]

so, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because i, too, am fluent in silence. narnia caspian x oc

༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ "You really want me to shy away like I used to? Like your little mouse?" I pierce him with every word. The Darkling stares back and for a while the only thing that moves in the room are the shadows. "Alina, you misunderstand me. I have waited centuries for someone like you. Centuries, Alina, alone. I do not need to answer your question. You know what I want." Please don't say it, I think. "I want you to be my Queen, Alina." He pushes off from his chair and I shiver in my seat as he pauses by my side. The Darkling's hands find my chin and he holds my head tenderly with both hands. My power sparks at his touch like fire to kindling and I have to clench a hand in my dress skirt to keep control. He makes sure my gaze is entirely on him when he says, "And you know you will." I shake underneath the pressure of his words and he strokes my chin to calm me. Fine, but he has no idea what he is asking for. I shall be a queen, but not his. And he will regret the day he forced me back at his side like a dog. Aleksander, I think, bow. ༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ It starts with burst of light, like it did in the beginning. Every time a Sun Summoner dies, there is a burst of light. With every flashing death, Alina can feel a strong hum of power return to her. Fearing the loss of her new life, she sets out on a mission to the Little Palace with hopes her old friends could help her. Little does Alina know, a familiar shadow sits on the throne of Grisha. As a whirlwind of events sets her right back on square one, Alina makes a vital decision to change everything. Still, she finds herself teetering in the edge of letting the Darkling and her powers swallow her up. The Sun Summoner has grown and she can no longer be a saint. She has to be a queen. ༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ This is a Grisha trilogy fanfiction that takes place after Ruin and Rising. All rights belong to Leigh Bardugo. VERY SLOW BURN Darklina!

The coloring of her mother, a Summer Islander. The steel gray of her hair, a bastardry of Old Valyria, Lyss maybe. The heart of a Stark, the mind of a Tully, and the mouth of the Blackfish who raised her. ... An AU where Robert died at the Trident and the rebellion lost. The ravens carried fake and wrong news, mistakes were made, and the new King Rhaegar must deal with the fallout. OC X Multiple pairings, mainly Oberyn Martell George R.R. Martin and D&D own the books and the show, respectfully. I only own the plot of this story, my characterizations of of existing characters, and the ones I've made up. Formerly 'Of Steel and Smoke' Slow updates July '19 ~

Draco didn't want the child Hermione left London and had her son on her own Six years later Hermione goes back to London with a little boy of platinum blond hair and brown eyes Draco does everything in his power to have his family back in his life again (All copyright goes to JK Rowling, I only own some characters and settings)

Female Tywin Lannister. Top ranking #1 in ASOIAF | "That had better be a jape," The cold words were jarring from the pretty ten year old, and caught the attention of the hall immediately. Silence fell. Tytos opened his mouth, but Tya cut him off. "You've betrothed me - your firstborn child - to the second son of the Lord of the Crossing?" There was a mocking, incredulous note to her voice. "Well Tya, Lord Frey asked very courteously - it would have been most insulting to have refused him," "He asked courteously?" Tya raised an eyebrow. "Is that all it takes now? Should Genna fear being betrothed to the son of that kennel-master knight, if he asks nicely enough?" * "I'm sorry to hear about your mother," Aerys looked rather surprised at her state, hesitating. "I've never seen you cry," He trailed off at the mutinous look on her face. "Get out," Her was voice quiet, dangerous. "I just - " "Get. Out. Now," A flash of anger crossed his expression. "You can't tell me to leave! I'm a prince, I'll stay if I want to," She seized his arm in an iron grip, leading him over to the door. "What are you - how dare you - let me go!" She slammed the door in his face. * "Why did you have to do this, Tya?" Her father moaned. "Return Lord Walderan to his family at once, with our sincerest apologies! Forgiving his all his debts should be the least we do to make amends," The look Tya gave Lord Tytos was fit to reduce him to a pile of ash. "I was planning on returning Tarbeck to his family in three pieces," * "All the men who are capable don't want the position. All those who want the position are incapable. You might as well make me Hand and have done with it. I'd do a better job than every fool you've appointed so far," For once, Aerys was silent. So silent, for so long, that Tya raised her eyes from the parchment to see him looking at her in a very odd unblinking way. "I'd rather give the position to you than anyone else," Tya blinked.

"Seriously Riddle do you have nothing better to do than hide in the shadows watching and controlling everyone around you," I said with amusement coloring my tone. "You should know better than to question me, darling," a seductive and powerful voice called out from the shadows. "Because the last time you did, I had you under me moaning my name, " his voice had a dark undertone that sounds possessive and alarming to anyone that heard it. (DISCLAIMER HARRY POTTER DOESN'T BELONG TO ME BUT THE AUTHOR AND ANY PICTURES OR IMAGES USED DON'T BELONG TO ME!!!!) Tom Riddle x Oc

Robert's Rebellion is over and it has left Viserra Stark orphaned. The daughter of Brandon Stark and Elaena Targaryen has survived the war and was left to be raised by her uncle Ned Stark and his family. King Robert allowed her to live on the basis of she is a Stark, yet within the wolf the dragon sleeps. She does her best to honor her parents and uphold the legacy they died for. I do not own any of the characters except my own. George RR Martin owns Game of Thrones and all the characters within his story.