En la Antigua Valyria, la magia no era un susurro... era el cimiento del imperio. Mientras los señores dragón dominaban los cielos, una casa era respetada incluso por ellos: la Casa Black. No por la cantidad de dragones que montaban, sino por el conocimiento que poseían. Eran guardianes de la magia de sangre, custodios de huevos antiguos y maestros de rituales capaces de atar el fuego a la voluntad humana. Ayudaron en secreto a los Targaryen tras la visión de Daenys, pero cuando el fuego se convirtió en ambición y los dragones comenzaron a destruirse entre sí, los Black eligieron observar desde las sombras. Siglos después, en una antigua casa de Londres, el legado valyrio sigue vivo. Los Targaryen olvidaron... o bueno no todos.

❝When all is said and done You'll believe God is a woman❞ ━━━Entonces Baelor... la dorniense será tu nueva, controversial esposa joven. . Esta obra es un fanfic sin fines comerciales, creada por y para fans. Se prohíbe la copia, publicación, distribución, traducción o adaptación total o parcial sin autorización expresa de la autora. El plagio o la apropiación indebida de personajes, escenas o diálogos constituye una violación de los derechos de autor. Baelor Targaryen × OC femenina Publicada: 30/01/2026 Finalizada: ¿?

History was written by the survivors, and Rhaenyra Targaryen was not meant to be one. Her story ended in dragonfire and ash, her name scrubbed from the tapestries of the Red Keep, her legacy reduced to a cautionary tale whispered to rulers who feared their own downfall. She was supposed to die by fire. Instead, she awakened in a peaceful Westeros that remembered her only as "the Pretender". At the tourney of Ashford, she crossed paths with Baelor Breakspear who was a prince, widower and heir to a realm that prided itself on stability. A man forged in iron rules and honor, Baelor has studied the histories of the Dance. He knew the queen who had nearly torn the Seven Kingdoms apart. However, he never expected to meet her. Least of all when she struck his nephew and almost fractured his father's fragile peace. What did it mean to protect someone who was already dead? How could a prince rule a peaceful realm while being haunted by a queen he could not claim to know? And when duty demanded distance, why did he hesitate?

En el 170 d.c llegaron al mundo dos mellizos completamente diferentes. El mayor, un niño de cabello negro y ojos heterocromaticos, la menor con razgos más valyrios, piel pálida un cabello platinado y ojos violetas profundos. Dos almas distintas, pero que desde nacieron ambos estaban destinados a estar juntos.

" In which Valarr Targaryen and Eurydice Storm were doomed for the start... " Valarr Targaryen x oc ( and others )

𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑 【𝙰 𝙺𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙳𝙾𝙼𝚂】 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐬 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩. 【 𝐵𝑂𝑂𝐾 𝑂𝑁𝐸 】 【 𝐵𝐴𝐸𝐿𝑂𝑅 𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐾𝑆𝑃𝐸𝐴𝑅 𝑋 𝐹𝐸𝑀!𝑂𝐶 】 【 -𝑆𝐸𝐸𝑌𝐴𝐻 】

"𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙮." 𝐀 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞]

Stella doesn't mind being stared at. People usually are, once she starts talking to empty spaces or pausing mid-sentence to listen to something no one else can hear. She has always noticed things others miss, quiet footsteps with no bodies, voices that linger after goodbyes, the way certain places feel heavier than they should. Ghosts find her easily. She's learned to be kind about it. When one particularly polite spirit leads her to a hospital in Forks, Stella assumes it's just another small favor for the dead. Instead, she meets Dr. Carlisle Cullen, a man who feels wrong in a way she can't quite explain. Dead yet alive, too calm, too still, yet strangely familiar to the spirits that follow her. As Stella drifts between conversations with the living and the dead, she begins to wonder why ghosts linger around him, why the moon seems brighter around him, and why being different suddenly feels like it might matter. A whimsical, quietly strange Twilight fanfiction about unseen worlds, gentle magic, and finding someone who understands the parts of you no one else notices.

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AllKlein. Klein-centric. Cover: xinjinjumin8254385.lofter(.)com/post/777ba85d_2b9019285 (LeoKlein).