~GOT Fanfic ~ Lyra Whitlock had done it, she'd learnt her lesson...But apparently it wasn't the only one she had to learn because after many years she finds herself reincarnated again. This time close to twenty centuries in the past, whatever lesson she had to learn had seen to Lyra Black becoming Lyra Targaryen, a Dragon Twin. This lesson was quite clear to her but with meddling gods around her, the lines become blurred, a certain god of death wants to keep her soul to send her further back in time and is planning on using any mistake to do so. Bringing a few things with her to this life she changes the storyline big time, the extreme needs to be done to secure her lesson. But there are things she can not change, the night king is coming and she can not allow him to win. To be a Targaryen Lyra needs to face her biggest fear, for you can not bring fire and blood to your enemies if you are afraid of that fire...Will it prove to be too much? Let's hope not. ~ Lesson Two Of The Whitlock Series ~ #1 Valyrian 23/06/25 #1 Unsullied 23/06/25 #1 Nightwalker 1/7/25 #2 Westeros 21/7/25

~ Harry Potter Fanfic ~ Lyra Whitlock believed in many things but reincarnation? Not likely. However, when that fateful day came, much earlier then she'd expected, she found that the things she didn't believe in where very much real and now she had a lesson to learn so she can hopefully go 'peacefully'. Taking her memories from her previous life was helpful and she used it to her advantage but can she learn her lesson to pass, is it really going to be that easy? ...Nothing is ever that easy. ~ Lesson One Of The Whitlock Series. ~ #1 houseofblack 29/1/25 #1 Hermione 27/2/25 #1 DracoMalfoy 23/4/25 #1 Remuslupin 7/5/25 #1 Harry 7/7/25 #1 LyraBlack 15/7/25

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

" And now you've spent years watching over a family that has only ever seen you as a loyal dog ... How tragic. " " If you don't shut your mouth I'm going to scalp all that pretty silver hair from your head and keep it as a trophy. " I do not own House of the Dragon. All rights belong to HBO/George R.R Martin.

The name of the town should've been her first hint. 'Mystic Falls' It was like she was asking for trouble. TVD S1-4 (OC ~ MJ Ruiz): Kol x OC Some mature content; it will be labelled appropriately :)

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!" "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing. An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul? "𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from

Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)