"A falling star brings luck to those who see it." "The luck is all mine already, Elaena" To be the first princess born to House Targaryen in a generation is to have your fate sealed with your first cry. To have someone watching over you from the stars is to have your luck foretold, your path guided by their light. Or so Elaena Targaryen tells herself. Prince Maekar had long defied brothers and Kings alike to keep his little stargirl beside him. But the tourney at Ashford is a summons, and the King's word is law. Marriage is duty. But a falling star can change its course.

She is a musician with calloused fingers and a lute that never leaves her side, playing for coins in inns, taverns, and crowded streets. The world above her is full of fire and gold, but she knows only the rhythm of survival... until a single note changes everything. 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC ©MONZIEE 2026. #1 got #1 targaryen

"𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘸" Princess Vaella Targaryen walks the knife's edge between courtly grace and quiet ruin, her ambitions igniting when she crosses paths with her cousin. In the game of fire and blood, some flames are too bright to survive. 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 AERION TARGARYEN X FEM!OC. VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC. ©MONZIEE 2025.

They were born as twins of ruin beneath a blood-red sky, two cries echoing across the same storm. Aerion and Vaeyra Targaryen. Aerion was known for being cruel, arrogant and sadistic his sister Vaeyra was known for being more curious, sarcastic and delightfully unhinged but not in the way Aerion was. Where her brother was more sadistic and controlled with the madness Vaeyra was known for her mischievous nature and her bemused, apathetic and unpredictable behaviour. !18+! Toxic, violence, dark romance and sadistic behaviour.

"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."

She was born to be perfect. Avrora Torrance - daughter of Gabriel, masterpiece of Natalya - a ballerina sculpted into porcelain. Graceful. Obedient. Untouchable. But porcelain cracks. Behind the satin shoes and the flawless pirouettes lies a girl who smokes on rooftops, hides poetry in her journals, and dreams of escape. And then there's him. Will Grayson. Chaos in sneakers. Fire wrapped in laughter. The storm she was never meant to touch. Snow White or Black Swan - every fairytale has a curse. And every curse has a price.

A Killer. A Nobody. That's who she is; these are the things she knows about herself- or at least, what had been drilled into her since she can remember. Who is she to dispute it when she doesn't even know her own name? In a chain of events that lead her back to Prythian, back to her true home, she begins to remember. But it will prove to be a difficult task to figure out who she is now and if she can be the person she was before. It seems she has a part to play that has yet to be revealed. *Trigger Warning for implied/referenced SA* I do not own any of the ACOTAR characters or original storyline included. Those belong to our Queen, SJM.

KNIGHTFALL "The King & His Knight" She was never meant to stand at his side. She was meant to fall behind, break quietly, fade unseen. But the King looked down- and he was the one who knelt. Now Serena Knight walks the halls of an elite London academy, quiet and bruised, trying to survive a world that never made space for girls like her. But Aiden King is still watching. Distant. Unfeeling. Unforgiving. And he remembers everything. Some stories begin with crowns. This one begins with surrender. Disclaimer: The world of [Royal Elite Series] belongs to Rina Kent, I only own my OCs and their plot. The world of "Fast and Furious" belongs to its creators, and I only own my OCs and their plot.

God of Wrath meets the goddess of chaos.. what could go wrong!? YES, EVERYTHING ▪︎ Jeremy Volkov was having a normal night. As normal as it could be for a mafia prince in a club, peacefully having a drink. But then.. She came. Entering like a storm of chaos, wearing a black F1 bomber jacket, black ripped jeans, and combat boots. She sat in his booth like she fucking owned the place. Took his drink with that goddamn smirk. She challenged him like that. And who was she? She was Aristia King. The Queen speed of tracks and Aiden King's youngest. Jeremy Volkov was challenged and offended. In his own territory? He was gonna make her pay... Wrath + Chaos = 𝘙𝘢𝘨𝘦