When Naina stumbles through time from the modern world into a savage prehistoric world that doesn't make sense, she's completely helpless-unable to hunt, survive, or escape the two dominant tribal warriors who claim her as their own. Katan's hands are rough and commanding, teaching her body pleasures she never knew existed, while Rahn's wild hunger leaves her breathless and trembling beneath the firelight.. They don't ask-they take, possess, and worship her with primal intensity.

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

She died once protecting her brother and returned to a new life with all her memories, power, and cunning intact. Alicent of House Hightower is no ordinary child. With emerald eyes threaded in gold and golden auburn hair, she charms nobles, wins the love of the common folk, and bends loyalty to her will. By seven, she is already shaping Oldtown and teaching the world that kindness can be a weapon. Behind every smile, every innocent question, lies a mind that reads hearts and schemes with precision. As the Targaryens falter and the Dance of Dragons looms, Alicent's every move changes the course of Westeros. Queens rise, Kings fall, but one girl will ensure history bends to her design. viserys x fem!oc x ? hotd x hp

Ashley Richards was betrayed by the people meant to protect her. By a sister who smiled while destroying her. By a family that chose comfort over truth. By the man she loved, who didn't believe her when it mattered most. She lost everything. Her freedom. Her body. Her future. Then she was reborn. Eighteen again. Back in the house that never loved her. Back with the sister who ruined her. Back with a mother who never loved her. Back with the father who chose comfort over truth. Reborn into the same life, Ashley refuses to play the obedient daughter again. This time, she watches. She remembers. She plans.

House of the dragon X Modern fem OC Dance of the dragon X Modern fem OC Princess Aeraella of House Targaryen, Second daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and Queen Aemma Arryn, Younger sister to Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Realm's Delight. Aeraella Targaryen- Not born to rule by flame, But to keep the world from burning.

What happens when an Indian girl ends up in game of thrones and becomes the female Jon Snow. If Westeros was expecting a meek, submissive girl.... well, they got a nightmare in the form of a fanfiction writing, expert martial artist, engineer reincarnated in the body of a teenage Stark bastard girl who will shake the world.

Waking up as a child after being run over by a truck was already a wild experience but waking up again as a princess of the Targaryen dynasty, right in the peak of its power? All I can really say is: what the hell. I expected to reunite with my mother in heaven, not open my eyes in a royal cradle. And yet... here I am, reborn as Helaena Targaryen.

They say the gods gave her a heart too gentle for her house...But perhaps it was that gentleness-delicate and defiant-that made her most dangerous of all. --- Aegon the Conqueror X Female OC PRE-HOTD

[ Adult Content] [ Female Alpha X Male Omega ] MO Qing, the capital's most beloved omega, is famed for his ethereal beauty and angelic demeanor. Everyone adores him and pities his tragic life under the thumb of his abusive family. But when he's forced to marry Katheryn Korshikov, the fearsome cruel General known for her ruthlessness, the entire city mourns his fate. Surely, the gentle flower will be devoured by the bloodthirsty alpha! His friends and admirers all sent him off with heavy hearts. MO Qing bid them farewell with a soft, sorrowful smile, his delicate figure trembling with emotion as he stepped into the carriage. The door shut, and the gentle sobbing outside faded into silence. Inside, MO Qing pulled out a handkerchief, dabbing at his eyes with a huff. "Damn it, my eyes are swollen," he muttered, his tone sharp and irritated. "I need to fix this fake tear solution before it ruins my face." Gone was the gentle, sorrowful expression-his face twisted into a smirk that could only belong to a seasoned green tea bitch. Copyright Notice: This story is my original work. All rights reserved. Unauthorized reproduction, copying, or distribution of this work, in part or whole, is strictly prohibited.

"𝓔 𝑙 𝑓𝑢𝑒𝑔𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑠, 𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑎́ ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑎" -𝓒uando Daemon Targaryen contrajo matrimonio con Rhea Royce, nunca imaginó que algún día tendría descendencia con ella. Sin embargo, la vida le tenía reservada una sorpresa: Vanessa, su primogénita, llegó para cambiarlo todo. Llena de sueños y ambiciones, Vanessa comprendía su propio valor y anhelaba convertirse en una verdadera princesa y en la futura reina de la capital al casarse con el heredero Jacaerys. Su padre, Daemon, le prometió este destino. Sin embargo, aceptar esas promesas solo le acarrearía humillaciones que convertirían su corazón en cenizas. Pero Vanessa estaba decidida a tomar esas cenizas y forjar el fuego más ardiente jamás visto en la Casa del Dragón.