In the shattered remains of old Valyria, a girl opens her eyes for the first time in four hundred years. With her, a dragon awakes. Relaera of the Most Ancient and Noble House Galarion has awoken from her four hundred year slumber to find her family, all she has ever known, in ashes around her. As she wanders the ruins of the once-glorious Freehold of Valyria, she finds a pale white egg which later hatches into a brilliant white-gold dragon, the symbol of her house. As Relaera waits for Lightbringer to grow large enough to fly with a human on her back, she forges a sword as she'd been taught centuries before by the last great swordsmith of Valyria, Lucerys Tessarion, the Starsmith, forger of the greatsword Dawn. *** Based partially off the series A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin and partially off the HBO TV series Game of Thrones. I know technically they are the same thing but the plotlines are rapidly diverging and I have to use season six material, plus I prefer Yara over Asha Greyjoy.

Nova Smith has had a hard life the moment she was born and placed in an orphanage. She was just coming home from getting groceries when a Truck decided to hit her. If her day couldn't get any worse she now is standing in front of a god from a fictional series she enjoyed giving her five wishes for accidentally killing her. Read to find out what happens. I DON'T OWN HOTD/GOT/ASOIAF they belong to HBO & George R.R. Martin and Ryan Condal. I only own my characters and the plot of my book.

The wind howled through the bare branches, a chilling reminder of winter's harsh grip on the land. Snowflakes danced in the moonlight, casting an eerie glow over Malfoy Manor. Inside, the warmth of the hearths did little to comfort Narcissa Malfoy as she readied herself for bed. The manor, usually a fortress of calm and control, seemed unusually restless tonight. A sharp, unexpected knock echoed through the grand hallways, startling Narcissa. It was late, far too late for visitors. She hesitated, her heart pounding as she approached the front door. The knock came again, more insistent this time. She reached for her wand, clutching it tightly as she opened the heavy door. The icy wind whipped around her, but no one was in sight. Narcissa frowned, scanning the empty grounds. Just as she was about to close the door, a faint whimper caught her attention. She looked down and gasped. At her feet was a small basket, swaddled in heavy furs. Inside, a baby girl with striking white hair and vivid purple eyes peered up at her, innocent and curious. . . . . This story will be updated weekly (when I'm back to my normal schedule. For now, I can only update every 2 weeks). I hope you all like it! P.S. Haven't decided who will be her endgame, but we'll see how the story will eventually go. As of the moment, it could be Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle (his ghost; still debating this), or maybe I'll make up a character in the future.

In the realm of fire and blood, where dragons dance and ambition burns bright, two souls entwine in a fate forged by destiny's hand. Sitara Evangeline Potters-Black, mistress of death, lies on the precipice of childbirth, her essence flickering like a candle in the dark. In another life, Alicent Hightower, duty-bound and unfulfilled, faces her own peril in the throes of labor. As the veil between worlds thins, the gods intervene, trading their souls amidst the agony of creation-a rebirth wrapped in shadow. Awakening as Alicent Hightower, Sitara finds herself entangled in a web of power and rivalry, her heart heavy with the echoes of her past. Married to King Viserys Targaryen, she soon realizes that his love has waned, replaced by a growing affection for his daughter Rhaenyra. As their bond flourishes, Alicent's spirit wilts, suffocated by the weight of duty and a marriage steeped in disinterest. Yet, in the depths of her despair, a flicker of magic ignites within her-a dangerous gift that allows her to whisper the ancient tongues of dragons. Amidst the court's treachery and whispered betrayals, Alicent's path intertwines with that of Daemon Targaryen, the king's fierce brother. Initially adversaries in a deadly game of ambition, their hearts are drawn together, igniting a slow-burning flame that defies the boundaries of loyalty and duty. In the shadows of the Red Keep, passion blooms like a rose among thorns, a forbidden romance fraught with peril. In a world where every choice could lead to ruin, the stakes have never been higher. With the specter of death lurking, and alliances shifting like sand, can Alicent rise as a beacon of hope, or will she succumb to the darkness that seeks to claim her? The Dance of the Dragons beckons, and with it, the chance for redemption-or destruction. Rankings #1 in alicenthightower #1 in Houseofthedragon #1 in daemontargaryen