Ten moons after the tragic wedding between Laenor Velaryon and Rhaenyra Targaryen a little baby girl was born Princess Lenora Laenor vowed to protect his little girl the moment she was placed in his arms but was shunned and hated by her mother who wished she was the daughter of Daemon Targaryen and when she wasn't she hated the little babe Rhaenyra sees her trueborn daughter as a threat to her dearest bastards and does everything to ignore her existence the Princess finds safety and a mothers love in the arms of Alicent Hightower she weaves a bond with Alicent's own children , Aegon and Helena, a bond as strong as Valyrian steel and a love that hopes to lasts long Aegon x Helena x OC Velaryon

a young Lillian Hightower's world is shattered when she is forced into a loveless horrid marriage with the king Viserys Targaryen. Stripped of her freedom and subjected to unimaginable cruelty, she embraces a facade of positivity, clinging onto hope. But as the weight of her burdens threatens to crush her spirit, betrayal lurks in the shadows. When she is abandoned by her sister and friend, she vows to protect her children at all costs with blood and fire even against a dragon she once loved (PS: Viserys is horrible in this it is a AU Viserys so be prepared) (All rights go to HOTD writers unless it was not in the show then it is my idea and rights go to me )

When a five year old Harry makes a wish based on a book his librarian gave him, he is in for a world of magic and imagination. Will the wizarding world be ready for the boy who was raised by the Goblin King? This is my first time writing a story out in 3rd person I will be trying vary hard but pleas don't be surprised if it slips into 1st person every once an a while. pleas note this is a side project (for now) because I am stuck on my other harry potter book.

Davos Blackwood y Aeron Bracken siempre se habían odiado. Sin embargo, una noche, Davos encuentra a Aeron en un momento vulnerable para un Omega. Davos se siente abrumado por las feromonas que emitía Aeron, lo que lleva a una noche juntos. Después de esa noche, Aeron quiso olvidar ese momento, pero Davos lo recordaba vívidamente. El Blackwood se había enamorado de Aeron y estaba decidido a estar con él. Sin embargo, nunca esperó que Aeron se casara con otra persona para ocultar el hecho de que el bebé era de un Blackwood. Davos estaba furioso. En la batalla del Molino Quemado, Davos Blackwood termina muriendo no sin antes quitarle la vida al esposo de Aeron. Un año después, Aeron muere en batalla, dejando solo a su hijo. A medida que pasan los años y la Danza de los Dragones termina con la victoria de Rhaenyra, el hijo de Aeron y Davos crece sin familia. Las casas Bracken y Blackwood no lo quieren al enterarse de que es el hijo de Davos Blackwood y de Aeron Bracken, lo que provoca que lo rechacen. Finalmente, todo cambia cuando el joven despierta en el año 129 d.C., cuando la guerra apenas comenzaba. Conoce a sus padres cuando el era sólo un pequeño bulto en el vientre de su madre (Aeron), el jura no dejarlos morir, aseguraría un futuro mejor para los tres. Fanfic Omegaverse Amor Gay Viajes en el tiempo Aeron Bracken x Davos Blackwood

By: Ares.Granger This story came from the thought that the Weasley introduction was a setup. This is NOT a time-travel story. The premise is that the Dursleys got him there very early and Hermione, being the perfectionist that she is, also arrived very early. Thus they meet and the glory of H/Hr begins. AU For now not a T rating, will probably change in later Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise or any of its characters. JKR and a few others have that privilege. I make no money from this fic, it is a labor of love and mental curiosity.

I'm not very good at descriptions I will also not publish a lot so I can think a lot about the story and school is starting soon so....I will have a lot of homework because of our maths teacher :/

Sirius estaba a nada de correr detras de esa maldita rata traidora, estaba a nada de hacerlo, cuando el llanto de su ahijado lo trajo de regreso. No podia y no debia de irse, no ahora mas que nunca, cuando tenia a alguien aquien cuidar, Harry necesitaba de el ahora mas que nunca y el no planeaba dejarlo, aun si esos significaba compartir su custodia con Snape. SiriusxRemus HarryxNeville Severitus

"Have you thought about my offer at all, cyare?" he asked, pressing a soft kiss to your collarbone. "All the time," you reply, "I wish I could give you an answer, Jango. But now with this war... I don't want to endanger you. And now, your son..." "Don't worry yourself, Y/n, I understand," he replied, "But just know, Boba and I will be waiting for you." You smiled, a true, happy smile, and you pressed a soft kiss to his lips, "And I can't wait for the day that I get to join you." Obi-Wan's heart lurched in his chest. **CROSSPOSTED ON TUMBLR AND AO3** **WARNINGS AT THE TOP OF THE CHAPTER**

When Luke Skywalker was young he had heard about soulmates and their unbreakable bond. But he was a Jedi now, he would never be able to meet his soulmate for he was forbidden to. Eventually he gets sick travelling from planet to planet and decided to take a trip to a small uninhabited planet in the outer rim. He finds someone else on this planet though and finds himself drawn to him. {This is a soulmates au}

Introducción "Al final, no fue la muerte lo que los alcanzó. Fue algo peor: el deseo del monstruo." El cielo de Nahr'Tek -el mundo sagrado de los exiliados Yautja- se tiñó de rojo mientras las ruinas de un templo milenario ardían entre ecos de gritos y acero. Allí, entre la ceniza y la sangre, el cazador supremo regresaba para reclamar lo que consideraba suyo. Ka'Rhul the Killer of Killers, el traidor inmortal, el que había matado ancianos, clanes enteros, e incluso dioses falsos de su raza, se alzaba de nuevo... no por honor, ni por gloria. Sino por capricho. Por obsesión. Y su nueva presa era humana. El escuadrón enviado a detenerlo -el estoico samurái, la feroz vikinga y el letal soldado Torres- fue vencido sin que el rey sudara una gota. No los mató. No aún. Porque Ka'Rhul no cazaba por instinto. Él seleccionaba. Admiraba. Y entre los tres, eligió a Torres.