The Dance of the Dragons has begun, and Westeros is tearing itself apart. When whispers of a long-lost dragon reach the Black Queen, a small party is sent to Dorne to uncover the truth. There, they find Aerea - a young woman raised beneath the Dornish sun, unaware of the blood that ties her to the war consuming the realm. Dragged into a world of dragons, crowns, and buried secrets, Aerea must find her place among a family she never knew existed. And when war eventually brings her face to face with Cregan Stark, neither of them expects the other to become so difficult to forget. Some secrets are meant to remain hidden. Some shadows are not.

The first daughter of King Viserys and Queen Alicent. For some reason, she was seen as a plague, a disgusting swine, even though she never did anything wrong in her youth, due to many problems, including her brothers and sisters, and parents who didn't care. She went down a dark path of Lust and heartlessness, fun. Till she was informed of something that would change her life.⠀⠀ Ratings: Rated R ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⢳⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣷⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣄⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣧⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣄⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⠀⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢀⣿⡆⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣼⣿⣿⡄ ⠀⢰⠀⠀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣼⣿⣿⣿⣧ ⠀⣿⡀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⡿⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⠀⣿⣷⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⠃⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⡄⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇ ⢳⣌⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀ ⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⣿⣿⠋⣠⠀ ⠀⠈⢻

"𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆." Baelor Targaryen - First born son of King Daeron the good, Prince of dragonstone, Hand of the king and Heir to the Iron Throne meets a lady of noble birth - Lyanna Harverin, who is determined to be a knight. Her bold spirit catches his eye and he chooses her to be a part of his Kingsguard. Bound by oath, she is sworn to protect his life. Bound by proximity, she begins to see the man behind his duty. Duty demands sacrifice. Honour demands distance. But the heart demands everything. ~ The Prince and his Lady knight. Honour shatters. Forbidden love blooms. (Baelor targaryen x Female OC) Set before and during A knight of the seven kingdoms. This is a fan-fiction. All characters except the ones I've created belong to George.R.R.Martin

In 116 AC, during a violent storm over Dragonstone that splits the sky with a brilliant white flash of lightning, a child is born to Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen. But Anna Marie "Rogue" Targaryen is no ordinary princess of the blood. The cosmic energies that should have created the mutant hero known as Rogue in another universe have crossed reality to manifest within her. Gifted with super-strength, flight, and a lethal, uncontrollable power to absorb the memories, life force, and skills of anyone she touches, Anna Marie grows up behind a barrier of silk and steel gloves-feared by courtiers, guarded by her fierce parents, and isolated by a curse she cannot wash away. When she steps before the ancient she-dragon Vhagar and forges a psychic and physical bond that stuns the realm, she becomes the Black faction's most terrifying secret weapon as the Dance of the Dragons tears Westeros apart. Caught between the brutal calculus of a throne forged in fire and her own desperate search for humanity, Anna Marie must decide whether to become the monster the Greens claim she is, or a bridge between two worlds. Because in a war of total destruction, the most dangerous thing a princess can have... is the power to take everything.

A woman nearing thirty years had enough of her life. As she hung herself, she expected a fall and indeed she fell through pitch black. At the end of the fall, she expected hot burning flames of hell or sweet smelling wet soft grass of heaven. Of course she didn't know what to expect but that's what she did anyway. What she didn't expect was to land awkwardly onto the lap of a certain Grey eyed, ruggedly handsome and irritatingly flirty man. After all she had almost forgotten about her Fandom... Almost... Now all she wants to know is why her and how can she go on ??? IMPORTANT MESSAGE : WHATEVER YOU RECOGNISE ISN'T MINE AND WHATEVER YOU DON'T, IS MINE.. THE CONCEPT, CHARACTERS AND MAIN IDEA BELONGS TO JKR.. Am just a normal fan....

My name is Raven. I'm nineteen years old, and magic has always been a normal part of my life. One night, I was sitting at home watching Game of Thrones while casually playing with my powers. The longer I watched, the angrier I became. The Starks were betrayed. Their family was torn apart. Innocent people suffered while the cruel fought over an ugly metal chair. "Goodness, the Mother really screwed them all over," I muttered, shaking my head. I should have kept my mouth shut. One flash of magic later, I was no longer sitting safely in my living room. I was standing in the cold forests of the North, surrounded by danger, secrets, and people who believed magic had disappeared from the world. Now, armed with powers Westeros has never seen, I have the chance to change everything. I will protect the innocent. I will punish those who threaten my new family. And anyone foolish enough to come after the wolves will learn that the Starks are no longer alone. Because this time, the North has a new protector. And I am the True Wolf.

Molly is Jonathan's adapted daughter. Nothing is known about her life before she was taken in at the age of six. When her dad and aunt bring her on an adventure to Egypt, things start to spiral out of control for the 18 year old girl after her aunt accidentally awakens a 3000 year old mummy. How is he connected to her past and why does he keep referring to her as Princess? (This is my first time trying my hand at a mummy story so please be nice!)

The High Priest was never in love with the Pharaoh's concubine and future wife, but indeed, the Priestess of the kingdom and the pharaoh's daughter. Since Priestesses were never allowed to marry, Imhotep and Princess Asernath of the Temple of Asa had to keep their love a secret. Until one dreadful day when another jealous priestess found out and condemned poor Imhotep to an eternal living of death and poisoned the Princess Asernath Priestess of Asa so that she may be eternally reincarnated and to never fall in love again. Will love conquer all? Even death? Find out in this Fanfic of The Mummy.

"We're the same, you and me." I cocked an eyebrow, "And 'ows that?" He chuckled, "The same thing, " He gently grabbed my right wrist and rolled up the sleeve, as he held it up to his own. There were identical 'P' brands there. His hand slid down my wrist until he had my hand in his. "Our stories are the same, we both are pirates that were never meant to be."

𓂉 𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 dedicated her life to concealing her true lineage. She wrapped the trails of her silver-bound hair in silks and cottons,stored away from watchful eyes. Neigh did the purple of her eyes ever see the light of day. No one would ever know of her true parentage. No one. Except,upon the unravelling of this scarcely-kept lie,left to fester like gossip beneath the breaths of dragonstones small-folk,her truth was revealed,and to the chagrin of one,someone who would come to haunt her every breath,to steal her resolve,and to drive the Targaryen dynasty into the ground. A doom is soon to 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𓂉 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑡/𝑠𝑢𝑏 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠:𝐸𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠,𝑀𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑑/𝑃𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔,𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑,𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠,𝑅𝑎𝑝𝑒, 𝑆𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛,𝑂𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑟,𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘!𝐴𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑,𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐴𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑,𝐵𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝐴𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑, 𝑆𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡,𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔,𝑃𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑒𝑥,𝑇𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑡,𝑉𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒,𝑅𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑒𝑥,𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘/𝐷𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔,𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦,𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑔𝑒,𝐿𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑆𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑚,𝑀𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟,𝐴𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠,𝐻𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑥,𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒