Je suis née esclave, condamnée à un destin où la liberté n'était qu'un rêve inaccessible. Ma vie m'a menée jusqu'à la cour de l'empereur Geta, où je n'étais qu'une ombre parmi d'autres, un être silencieux au service du pouvoir impérial. Tout a changé le jour où Geta m'a choisie pour devenir sa concubine. Ce rôle, à la fois envié et redouté, m'a plongée au cœur des intrigues de la cour, où chaque sourire pouvait cacher une trahison. Mais mon destin ne s'arrêtait pas là. Caracalla, frère jumeau de Geta et héritier légitime, représentait l'avenir de l'Empire. Chargée de veiller sur lui, j'ai découvert un homme complexe, tiraillé entre ambition et vulnérabilité. Une relation étrange et imprévisible s'est nouée entre nous, mêlant tensions, jalousie et moments d'une sincérité troublante. Dans ce monde impitoyable, les liens entre Geta, Caracalla et moi étaient imprégnés de pouvoir, d'amour et de trahisons voilées. Avec Geta, j'ai partagé une complicité fragile, mais même l'affection ne pouvait me protéger des dangers qui rôdaient dans les couloirs du palais. De simple esclave, je suis devenue à la fois concubine et protectrice, naviguant entre loyauté et survie. Mon histoire est celle d'une femme projetée au cœur des jeux de pouvoir, dans l'ombre des deux jumeaux impériaux. Cette œuvre est une fiction historique inspirée de l'Antiquité romaine.

"I burn for you. You fill my heart, mind and soul with impure thoughts that I can't, no, I won't control anymore. I need you." "Love conquers all." (smut warning)

General Acacius believed wholeheartedly that his daughter Astrae was destined for greatness. Her heart remaining pure as the empire grew corrupt. However the Gods laughed in his face when Emperor Caracalla set his sights on Astrae demanding her to be his. A marriage that was bound to end in bloodshed. 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐈 - 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 Now published on Tumblr and AO3.

An Emperor Geta x reader fanfiction Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in the Gladiator II movie. They don't belong to me

"Who is she?" Carcalla looked at his brother and said "she will not please you, brother. She refuses to marry." Geta rolled his eyes at his brother's comment. "I didn't ask if she would marry. I asked, who is she?" Now it was Carcalla's turn to roll his eyes. "Princess Claudia. Those are her siblings." "Princess Claudia." Geta said as he observed the brown skinned woman. Carcalla watched his brother's gaze, starting to fume. "Have the guards bring her up here. And her siblings." A story in which a princess who doesn't want to marry and an emperor who has yet to find an empress, fall in love.

" 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 " gladiator II lucius verus x fem oc

Throughout the ages, rulers have remained both the most celebrated and the most vulnerable of men. The relentless struggle for power leaves scars not only upon the body of the Roman Empire, but also upon the souls of those destined to bear the burden of its greatness. Each chooses their own path and inevitably pays the price for that choice. Yet the only thing that has truly remained important, unchanged through the ages, is... "Love is full of both honey and gall." - Plautus, Curculio (Dear readers, I am translating the fanfic myself, so I apologize in advance for any grammatical mistakes. English is not my native language, nor my second language. I'm doing my best, thank you!)

"If I were you" started Thraex while holding his goblet up examining the fine wine in it. "I would be careful with my moves around the Empress, dear Macrinus." "And why is that?" He looked at the other man, unable to deny that the Senator had piqued his interest. "You see" the Senator cleared his throat. "our Septimius Severus liked to beat his sons, our big emperors" he added sarcastically. "like it was demanded by the gods. All day, every day. Everyone knew he had a temper; his sons had the misfortune to see the most of it. But they took it, without a word, letting their mother comfort them. But the old man made a mistake and raised his hand at their loved one just once." He put up a finger to give weight to his words. "In two days, we held a funeral, in a week Geta and Caracalla were emperors." "The old man died in his sleep. His heart gave out." Macrinus said tilting his head and Thraex started to laugh. "Of course, and the taster, who tried Septimius' food that day, that very night, his heart gave out too." he scoffed, emptying his goblet. "You want to keep your head my friend, you stay away from our sweet, Empress Marcella."

She was a slave, he was a emperor.

"𝐸𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈." When treason threatens her father's legacy, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐔𝐒 is thrust into a fate she never expected-betrothed to 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 as the price for peace. Raised in comfort and love, she now faces a world of power struggles, political unrest, and a husband as sharp-tempered as he is burdened by his reign. As she navigates her new role, Aurelia glimpses the man beneath the emperor, one she might come to understand-perhaps even love. But in Rome, love is dangerous, and loyalty is never simple. 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃 || 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 - 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝟐 #1 in #joequinn | 2/8/25 #1 in #emperorgeta | 2/10/25 #1 in #geta | 2/10/25 #1 in #josephquinn | 3/26/25 #1 in #gladiator | 8/23/25 #1 in #rome | 11/22/25