Lyanna thought she knew love; she loved her father, Maekar, despite his temper, she loved her twin Daeron, despite his love for wine, she loved her brother Aemon, despite his know-it-all nature, she loved her littlest brother, Aegon, even when he annoyed her greatly, and she even loved her brother Aerion despite his cruelties. Lyanna thought she knew love, but when her family is moved to King's Landing over whispers of another uprising, and she sees her uncle Baelor after 6 years, Lyanna's idea of love is uprooted. With whispers of marriage and Maekar always watching, will Lyanna and Baelor be able to love freely?

Velarium (n., Latin, neuter) /veˈlaː.ri.um/ A canopy drawn against the harshness of light ; a veil held between the self and what would otherwise burn. In ancient arenas, it softened the sun without banishing it, a quiet mercy that made endurance possible. By extension ; a fragile shelter that does not change the world, only the way it is borne. baelor targaryen x oc

Princess Maenora Targaryen grows to womanhood in a court of silks, whispers, and sharpened smiles, where love is a weapon and blood is never clean. Her bond with Prince Baelor Targaryen is as forbidden as it is consuming, yet duty drives him elsewhere, into marriage, heirs, and the service of the crown. Given in turn to Daemon Blackfyre, Maenora finds herself bound to a man as dangerous and wounded as she is. But love in the blood of the dragon is seldom a blessing. As old desires curdle into war, Maenora will learn that the heart may survive betrayal yet never unchanged. 𝐁𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍

Part of a secret santa fic exchange! While David and Alexis fool around with each other, Stevie feels comfortable enough to ask for something she's wanted for quite some time.

mer·e·tri·cious: apparently attractive but having in reality no value or integrity. Spencer Artemis Venus, a seventh year Gryffindor, expected many things from her final year at Hogwarts. Her complicated relationship with Snape, getting hungover on fire whiskey and butter beer, going on Hogsmeade trips with her friends and playing quidditch. However, falling for her new defense against the dark arks teacher and becoming friends with the murderer on the loose was not something she expected. TW: will mention self-harm and mature themes

heresy (noun) he·re·sy /ˈhɛrəsi/ - a belief or act that goes against sacred law, accepted morals, or what society declares forbidden. After three years in exile in Essos, her older brother finally returns. And with him come the problems Aemma Targaryen believed time had erased. She had hoped that whatever dangerous thing once existed between them had long since burned to ash. But the moment Aerion steps back into her life, Aemma realizes the truth. He is still the same possessive brother she tried to forget. Perhaps even worse now that her betrothal has been announced.

After the deaths of her betrothed and her husband, Daenys Targaryen returns to Summerhall as little more than a burden her father cannot rid himself of. No man will have her now. Not with the whispers that follow her, not with the pattern no one dares to name. They call her cursed. A witch. A woman no man survives for long. Daenys has learned to endure it, to wear grief like silk, to play the quiet, obedient widow no one questions. It is easier that way. Easier than admitting the truth. The dreams never stopped. And lately they have begun to change. Because now, she sees him. Baelor. The one man she has never been able to want any less, no matter how wrong it is. In the waking world, he is distant but not in her dreams. Daenys knows that it isn't misfortune that follows her. She is the misfortune. And if Baelor has found his way into her visions then he may already be beyond saving.

Clint Barton has a family, a life, and a secret... but his soulmate is still out there, and she's just arrived in New York. ⚠️ Disclaimer ⚠️ HUGE age gap --> so if you're not comfortable with it, don't read this storyyy

1#avengers 1#tonystark 1#ironman In a world where every person received a soulmark on their sixteenth birthday, fate had a way of writing its promises directly onto skin. Some people spent their whole lives searching for the owner of their mark. Some dedicated everything to finding them. And some... didn't believe in it at all... ⚠️ Disclaimer ⚠️ HUGE age gap --> so if you're not comfortable with it, don't read this storyyy

She knew it was wrong. That never made it stop. Princess Jacaera Targaryen has spent her life exactly where she's meant to be- quiet, controlled, and hidden in plain sight. Bound by duty and a secret she can never reveal, she's learned how to survive a world that was never built for her. But nothing has ever been as dangerous as Baelor. Her brother. The heir to the Iron Throne. The one person she was never meant to want. Baelor Targaryen x Fem!OC © All Rights Reserved