There were many things Alicent regretted in her life. Meeting Daena Velaryon was not one of them. Surrounded at court by a sea of silvery blonde hair and violet eyes, she was always looking just for her. In a world surrounded by darkness, Daena was her light, her guiding star. And even when fate separated them, Alicent did not give up her hopes and dreams. For Daena was of the blood of the dragon and she had come to claim what was hers. - Alicent Hightower & female Oc

You are a slave owned by an old perverted man. Your parents sold you, their eldest daughter, to stay alive because poverty is not uncommon in your former home village. Just when your owner and you stop in a lost village to rest, you are attacked by wild beasts, out to kill you. In panic you reach a huge castle hoping to meet someone to help you, but what you see there you couldn't have imagined in your life. Alcina Dimitrescu can't believe that she takes you, a completely filthy woman, into her care, but your blood smells so delicate that she wants to make you hers. And hers alone.

She smelled like rose petals and her lips tasted like pomegranate. Her skin was as delicate as a soft feather and her touch as gentle as a kiss from the gods. Her smile was more beautiful than the radiance of the sun and her hair more golden than a treasure of coins. Catalina Baratheon was the only thing that buzzed in Sansa's mind, because she had lost her heart to the enemy who would be either her salvation or her downfall. For in the game of thrones there was only winning or dying, nothing in between. - "Sansa we can't... This is wrong." "But how can something be wrong that feels so right? Tell me you hated it, tell me none of this meant anything to you and I'll go." Catalina smiled sadly. "It was like a daydream. Beautiful and intoxicating. I wish it would never end, but Sansa... Our daydream is over now." (Sansa Stark x FemOc)

In a land full of fairytales and magic a never couldn't be with an ever, it was highly forbidden. But things take a turn as Y/N, the new teacher of the school for good arrives and captivates everyone with her gentle and pure nature. Not even Lady Lesso, the Dean of the School for Evil is spared her grace. This is the story of an Ever who lost her heart to a Never, and of a Never who for the first time admitted to herself that perhaps goodness wasn't as bad as she previously thought. „Lesso, I'll devote myself to you. I don't care about pretty dresses, crowns and a magical prince, I will only want you." As you can see, this is going to be a huge fanfic of Lady Lesso, but who am I to blame? She's hot, and my gay ass felt the need to write this, so come and fight me? Anyways, for the girls and the gays out there: Enjoy this fruity ass story

Fate. Some legends say that people are connected by fate, like an invisible bond that brings their paths together, destined to live a life of unity. Many think it is a fairy tale, but what if I tell you that this fairy tale does exist? And this fairy tale, which is so different from the ones you know so far, is about the story of two girls who were separated from each other again and again in their lives, but also about the fate that leads them to each other over and over so that they may find each other forever. Don't let me disturb you, I'm just a simple narrator and I'll introduce you to the story of Y/N, the woman who managed to capture the heart of the Evil Queen Ravenna and henceforth was involved in a dangerous game with destiny.