A man from another world dies and wakes as a boy in the North. A bastard named Jon Snow. But Jon Snow is no longer the quiet child of Winterfell. He remembers another life-one filled with machines, memory, and the knowledge of what's to come. With Winter on the horizon and the South already scheming, he chooses action over silence. From the black walls of the Night's Watch to the burning rivers of the Riverlands, Jon-forged anew as Daemon-will reshape Westeros with steel, fire, and foresight. He builds, he plans, he kills, and he remembers. And the game of thrones is no longer played by the rules the lords remember. A character-driven, realistic self-insert fic exploring war, prophecy, power, and the long night ahead. Probably smut in the future. 🎁 Support me or read ahead 10 chapters on Patreon: [patreon.com/jajasx222]

Before the events of the Game of Thrones and the birth of Lucian Corvin, the Demon of the North, the Targaryens, and the Corvins, the two families had met before. Follow Michael Corvin and his adventures in the "House of the Dragon." *A/N: I do not own House of the Dragons or any of its characters, only my own ideas.*

PLEASE READ. So, I've had this story in mind for a bit of time now and I hope you'll like it. In this story what's left of humanity has spent twenty years surviving in a post-apocalypsetic landscape, this includes a young boy named Y/N Grimes. After the death of his parents he spent his life surviving alone in the world. While Y/N is moving through Chicago he ends up running into a crew known as the Fireflies and the crew's leader named Tommy Miller. The two form a bond and Y/N ends up joining the Fireflies in Chicago. He helps them fight off FEDRA forces in the city, but over time he and Tommy start to see the the flaws of the Fireflies. So, they both leave Chicago and the Fireflies behind. They both end up in Wyoming to find a community known as Jackson, they end up finding it and join the community becoming protectors of Jackson. And they continue to do so until they go on a mission to fix the nearby hydro-electric plant and running into Tommy's brother and a young girl. So, this story will be somewhat based on the games in a sense. You'll see what I mean as the story goes on. Now, I don't own any of the characters I use in this story. All rights go to their respective owners.

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a virus appears and this virus turns people into the undead mindless walking corpses that eat human flesh the virus spread all over the world and soon the world collapse now years later the world is a deadlead world now filled with infected survivors do their best to survive some lived in camps to stay out the dead lands

In a parallel world... A shadows of Los Angeles. The story begins long before "Bad Guys" plan to steal the Golden Dolphin. Before their change... Long before they met the "Bad Girls." This is the story of a DOG... Not one of those fluffy, cute pups everyone loves; not a kind and loyal dog that just wags its tail with innocent eyes. This one is different. His Collar has long been washed clean of blood, but the marks of old wounds are still carved into his neck... A adopted son of a great legacy thief; a man who once stole the Golden Dolphin from the heart of Los Angeles' most secure museum, whose name is still whispered in the streets as a legend. His adoptive father raised him with the rules of true one thief, but with great love: "Be the best, or be nothing~" Now that dog has become one of the hottest names in the criminal world of Los Angeles. A newcomer thief who, despite his youth, carries out every heist with such chaos, precision, and boldness that even the city's oldest criminals hold their breath. He doesn't just steal; he performs. Leaves a signature. Creates legends. But, heart of the story begins when HE decides to pull off the greatest... most dangerous and impossible heist in the history of Los Angeles; a heist that will bring the legend back to life: "This is for you, father... So your name is never forgotten. You always said I shouldn't become like you... But you were wrong. I won't become like you... I will be better than you."

Follows the story of The Walking Dead show, as well as includes certain new characters, and new moments that were never seen during the series. Beth Greene x maleoc

What if instead of 10k being born in z nation he was instead born in the world of walking dead, he has no knowledge of zombies/walkers but has the same back story.

A man moves into a town filled with anthropomorphic people. He's decides to take it slow and just enjoy the smaller, finer things in life. This is a short story I'm just writing for fun. I only have 14 chapters planned for it, so I hope you enjoy this fun, but short journey.

Strength. The one thing that the Viltrum Empire relied upon, in order to spread out amongst the stars, and conquer everything that stood in their path. And if anyone resisted? That strength, would be used to crush and beat down that resistance, into nothing... But like all Empire's, there was a leader, Emperor Argall, who united the Viltrumites under one banner. His, banner. Strong and Wise, Argall was seen as the only true leader for the Empire... But one could not be two careful... Born from two Viltrumites who served as Argall's advisors, Thragg was immediately subjected to the harshest of treatment, and the most rigorous of training, in order for him to become what was seen as the perfect Viltrumite, built and trained for combat and battle. However, Thragg...was not alone. For the strongest Viltrumite to ever be born...had a twin. His only equal. Kallus. Kallus, was somewhat looked over, and only seen as the back-up option in case Thragg turned out to be a failure. But nevertheless, a back-up was a back-up, and the non-identical twins were subjected to the same training, the same environments, and even the same genetic engineering. They are both products of Viltrumite perfection, in every sense of the word. But sometimes, even the perfect of beings...can rebel against their nature... Having learned as a student of Emperor Argall, Kallus understood what it meant to be different. He may have been like his twin in terms of training and upbringing, but Kallus...was not someone who liked being told what to do with blind loyalty... Rebellion isn't made...it is born. And Kallus, understands that sometimes... Blood and Rebellion go hand in hand... ~~~~~~~~~~ ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING, OTHER THAN MY OC