Princess Valora Velaryon, Daughter of Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen and the Late Ser Laenor Velaryon, Heir to the Iron Throne, Rider of Naelys, was known across the realm as a kind, charitable young girl and devoted mother who would one day be their Queen. Until her grandfather died and her mother's throne was usurped, in an effort to gain support for her mother's cause, Valora rode out to Storm's End, where she came face to face with her Uncle Aemond Targaryen. The ensuing fight led to Valora's death. Yet that was not to be the end of her story, as the Princess was reborn as Pallene "Allie" Jackson, Daughter of Poseidon. Now those Valora unwillingly left behind have been brought together to watch her life as Valora and her new life as Pallene. (Watching the Series/Watching the Books) Check out A Song of Sea and Fire: Moments and Memories for extra moments that didn't fit in the main story!!!

In which a hopeless romantic is trying to find her Romeo, but keeps becoming her own biggest problem-falling too fast, thinking too much, and leaving before anyone gets the chance to stay. femOc x beau maxwell off campus series season one

𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞, 𝐨𝐡, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 '𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 , 𝐨𝐡, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ᶠᵉᵐ ᵒᶜ ˣ ᵈᵃᵉⁿᵉʳʸˢ ᵗᵃʳᵍᵃʳʸᵉⁿ ⁽ᵍᵒᵗ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾

Leah Laurentis had it all-big city life, hot guys, endless parties and the crown as her school's reigning it girl. Her rebellious streak was just part of the charm, always overlooked by her distant father who preferred throwing money at problems instead of facing them. But after flunking her sophomore year and throwing the wildest party of the season, even his patience runs out. His solution? Send her off to Smallville to live with the maternal grandparents she hasn't seen since her mother's death. Gone are the bright lights and designer labels, replaced by cornfields, small-town gossip, and the quiet memories of summers long gone. Leah expects boredom. What she doesn't expect is Clark Kent, the boy who once gave her butterflies, was her first kiss, and who might still look at her like she's the only girl in the world. But Smallville isn't just quiet streets and old flames. Strange things happen here, things no one can quite explain. And as Leah gets pulled deeper into the town's mysteries and Clark's world, she starts to wonder if this small town might just change everything. starts at season 2 of smallville Clark Kent x fem OC

Longing for someone who only sees you in hindsight. Gerard Gibson x Fem!Oc BINDING 13⸻ADORING 13 CAUTION WARNING! Mentions of s/a, abuse, rape. Involves cursing, physical violence, neglect etc etc.

"Through anything?" "Through everything." Tadhg Lynch is fire and silence. With a brutal past and a father who taught him fear behind closed doors, Tadhg wears his trauma like armor-sharp, defensive, and unreadable. To most, that is. Nightmares consume him, trust eludes him, and peace is a foreign language he's convinced he would never come close to understanding. He recognizes pain the same way others recognize faces-especially in her. Ciara Bellemore is light dimmed too soon. Graceful and polite on the outside, but broken and dead on the inside. She hides bruises beneath long sleeves and hope beneath whispered prayers. With a mother fading from illness and a home filled with silence and control, Ciara clings to the only comfort she has the knowledge of-angels, feathers, and a belief in something better. When they collide, it's as though fire had met water. An invisible strength kept pulling the other into their orbit-either taunting the other with their presence or showing them what it owes.

When Carlisle Cullen came across Natalia Moore he found himself instantly enchanted. But they couldn't be more different. Carlisle being the town's infamous Doctor and Natalia being a student with the reputation of a party girl. However each had their own secrets that brought them closer than expected. Because he was a Vampire. And she was a Witch.

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."

✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ── when the realm is torn between green and black, daella velaryon becomes a weapon of temptation. the daughter rhaenyra longed for and the image of valyria's former glory, daella is as dangerous as she is beautiful. fluent in manipulation, bound to her dragon, and capable of seducing kingdoms to her mother's cause. but in a war where every ally is a blade and every promise a lie, her heart is the only thing she cannot control. at her side stands jacaerys velaryon, heir to the throne and the brother she should never have loved. raised together, their bond was forged in dragonfire and fractured by duty. as rhaenyra's black council plots war and the green banners rise, daella offers herself to the game of thrones; willing to seduce, to kill, to burn it all. but when desire turns to obsession and love becomes the greatest betrayal, the question is no longer who will win the throne, but whether they will survive each other. [ jacaerys velaryon x fem oc ] WARNING. TARGCEST AND MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT ALL RIGHTS TO GRRM AND HBO.

Set in the years before the events of A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, this story follows Rhaella Targaryen, a quiet and distant daughter of Maekar Targaryen, whose fragile mind bears the same affliction that once plagued his brother. Kept close and hidden from a world she does not fully understand, her condition is managed, contained-and never spoken of. But in trying to protect her from the fate that claimed his kin, Maekar's careful watch begins to take a darker shape. As silence grows heavier than any outburst, the line between duty and devotion only seem to blur. In a house where blood remembers, some inheritances cannot be outrun. (This fanfic will loosely follow the original timeline/plot of the franchise, however not everything will be true to the story and i will change a few things)