Shaera Rivers was born from the union of the Great Bastards. Daughter of the two most dangerous shadows in Westeros, Bloodraven and Shiera Seastar. Granddaughter of King Aegon Targaryen the Unworthy, Lady Melissa Blackwood, and Serenei of Lys. Valarr Targaryen was the heir's heir, the golden prince of his age, tethered by honor to a crown he was born to protect. And Shaera Rivers was the bastard's bastard. No matter how noble her lineage appeared, her roots were rotten with the shame of her birth. Their love was a bond that no king would sanction and no realm would ever tolerate. ~ "Who is that?" Kiera asked, her voice tighter than she intended. Lady Ellyn's lips curved slightly. "That is her.. Prince Valarr's beloved." The word struck like a stone. "Beloved?" "Indeed." Ellyn's eyes followed Shaera's hands as the shears moved with quiet precision. "When Valarr looks at her, he sees flowers, lilies, roses, something rare and delicate. But watch closely my dear." Her voice dropped to a velvet whisper. "He sees blossoms... while her hands close only around poisonous weeds." Kiera hesitated. "She looks... fragile. Almost ethereal." "So does frost." Ellyn murmured. "Right before it kills the harvest." Her voice lowered into a silken warning. "Do not let the silver hair deceive you. Beneath that glow is a girl who climbed into a prince's heart using tricks no septa would ever teach. They say... she has enchanted him." Her gaze slid back to Kiera, sharp and knowing. "If I were you.." She said softly. "I'd ensure Prince Valarr remembers the difference between a highborn rose and a common weed before she sows any more seeds in his head..."

Memento mori-remember that you must die, and remember too how fiercely you might live when given the knowledge of impending loss. In which Delphine Fossoway, who loved without restraint and lost without mercy, is granted an impossible second chance to rewrite the last year of her life. Valarr Taragryen x Fem!OC cover by @runlikeh3ll

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."

Alysanne Targaryen; the unknown third child of Elia Martell and Rhaegar Targaryen.

In the land of Coveyland, where the shadows of the tragic ending of House Song looms large, rises the resilient heir, Aida Song. Orphaned at a tender age and saved from the brink of destruction by the noble Ned Stark, Aida finds herself torn between her past and her present, her duty and her heart. Raised in the ancient walls of Winterfell, Aida navigates the intricate web of politics and power struggles, all while holding onto a secret love for Jon Snow, the brooding and honorable warrior of the North. Despite being bound by an unbreakable betrothal to her best friend Robb Stark since her childhood, Aida's heart yearns for the forbidden, for a love that defies the laws of tradition and honor. As the shadows of war loom ever closer, Aida must confront her destiny, balancing the expectations of her lineage with the desires of her soul. Will she choose the path of duty or will she follow the whispers of love echoing through the cold corridors of Winterfell? In this gripping tale of loyalty, love, and sacrifice, Aida Song's choices will echo throughout the lands, shaping the fate the Seven Kingdoms GAME OF THRONES DOES NOT BELONG TO ME THE ONLY PEOPLE THAT DO IS AIDA AND THE PEOPLE OF HOUSE SONG.

Six rulers of Slytherin. One blood witch. A house full of secrets. And no one's getting out clean. Serena Deveraux was never meant to return to Hogwarts. Expelled for blood magic. Vanished for four years. Now she's back at Hogwarts-with war on her heels and two boys who could ruin her. One touches her like she's holy. The other like he wants to watch her burn. And the worst part? She wants both. Theo is the calm. The quiet. The safe. Mattheo is chaos. Fire. Everything she shouldn't want-but craves anyway. Caught between prophecy, blood, and betrayal, Serena must choose who to trust-before she loses herself completely. Because the girl they sent away? She's dead. And what came back wants revenge. Two boys. One war. And a witch made of something far more dangerous than magic.

Dark marks. Bad decisions. Violent loyalty. They were never good people. Just loyal ones. A group of Slytherins forced to survive missions, obsession, jealousy, addiction, betrayal, and each other while slowly realising love can become just as dangerous as war. Everyone at Hogwarts thinks survival looks heroic. It doesn't. It looks like bruised knuckles, fractured loyalty, sleepless nights, dangerous relationships, psychological tension, and people coming back wrong. Somewhere between chaos, violence, devotion, and the terrifying things people do for the ones they can't lose, they stop recognising the people they're becoming. Especially Emillia Franjic.

"Hey... B." His voice was quiet, careful, like he was afraid I'd flinch. "You've gotta tell me what I think happened." Beau Sinclair was born into a dynasty of old money, raised on magazine covers, charity galas, and whispered envy. Wealth, beauty, status. She has everything the world tells a girl to want, and she wears it effortlessly. At least, that's what everyone believes. But after one night splits her life clean in half, Beau begins to disappear. At first, it's subtle. Sleeping pills she insists she can control. A small vial she swears is temporary. Bruises she laughs off. A week where no one can find her and no one asks the right questions. The golden girl doesn't fall apart, she fades. When Hayes Hearst returns to their elite Boston boarding school after a long absence, he sees the cracks immediately. He grew up beside her. He knows the difference between Beau performing and Beau unraveling. Privileged, powerful, and dangerously devoted, Hayes refuses to watch her self-destruct, even if saving her means becoming the villain in her story. As their connection reignites into something consuming and volatile, the illusion around them fractures. Their glittering friend group begins to splinter under forced engagements, family empires, and tabloid exposés. Secrets leak. Loyalty is tested. The world that once protected Beau starts feeding on her instead. When her assault becomes public. When rehab becomes a battlefield instead of a cure. When depression steals her voice completely. The question is no longer whether she can survive the world that built her. It's whether she can survive herself.

"Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough And the road gets tough, I don't know why" - 'Born To Die' by Lana Del Rey xxx In Shelley, nothing stays buried. Not secrets. Not betrayals. And definitely not the kind of love that ruins you. Aurora Rossi has spent years building walls strong enough to survive anything. Theo Williams is the one person who knows exactly how to tear them down. But when loyalty turns dangerous, friendships fracture, and the past comes back burning, they're forced to face a truth no one wants to admit: Some flames keep you warm. Others consume everything. And once you start to burn... there's no going back. xxx "I think you're going to have to ask me again," I murmured, tilting my chin up. "But like, really nicely this time." Theo blinked. "You're serious?" "Deadly." A second passed. Then another. I watched the way his tongue ran along the inside of his cheek, watched his hand flex like he was trying not to grab me too fast, too rough. And then, softer now-different-he said, "Rory." Just my name, but it held more weight than anything else. "Please, baby. Let me kiss you."

This fanfiction is set in the wizarding world created by J.K. Rowling. Hogwarts was supposed to be a new beginning. Instead, it becomes the place where everything begins to unravel. Katherine Riddle carries a name the wizarding world fears and a power she cannot explain. Magic bends too easily around her, whispers follow her through the halls, and something ancient stirs whenever her power grows stronger. But the most terrifying thing is the voice. A presence that has watched her since childhood... waiting for the moment she becomes powerful enough to awaken what has been sleeping for centuries.