In which a girl wakes up in a world unknown to her and finds a familiar face among a sea of dead. walkingdead x supernatural crossover

Because every girl needs their own prince charming, but some girls need their own birmingham gangster. •BOOK ONE COMPLETED• •SEASON ONE- SEASON TWO PEAKY BLINDERS• •Thomas Shelby x female oc• •started 25:06:2020:: finished 10:09:2020• •#1 in #peakyblinders 6:8:2020• •BOOK TWO FINISHED• •UNDER EDITING• I wrote this when I was like 13, it's messy :)

! 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 & 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘 | 𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐌 𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ! 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞. 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 - 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭.

Some people die quietly. They slip between seconds. Between breaths. Between the space of a heartbeat and the next. Their lives close like a book gently set down on a table. Pandora did not die quietly. She died mid-sentence, mid-argument, mid-life. She died with formulas half-memorized and coffee still warm in her hand. She died thinking about entropy and exam halls and whether she'd locked her apartment door. She did not die ready. And the worst part? She remembered it. This is not a story about fate choosing her. No prophecy circled her cradle. No stars aligned over her birth. She was not special. She was simply... misplaced. A girl who should have lived past nineteen. A girl who should have walked into a university hall and complained about thermodynamics and sent voice notes about how unfair life was. Instead, she woke up small. Helpless. In a world that did not care about second chances. In a kingdom built on stone and secrets. In a fortress where children were raised to fight before they were taught to hope. This is the story of Pandora - who died ordinary and woke up somewhere dragons rule the sky and survival is not guaranteed. She does not arrive powerful. She does not arrive prepared. She arrives screaming. And somewhere far above the fortress walls, something ancient shifts its wings. Because war does not pause for reincarnated girls. And Navarre does not soften for anyone. Xaden X OC reincarnated this is my first ff y'all . hope you enjoy lol? also I was inspired by my absolute beef with physics so-

Selene Quinnell is no stranger to pain. In fact, she's spent her whole life surrounded by it. Physically, and mentally. With walls higher than the tallest mountain peak in navarre, she's more than prepared to her next three years at basgaith alone... until a certain boy with onxy eyes returns to her life. Xaden Riorson x fem oc

Calista Tauri was never meant to be a rider. As the King of Navarre's daughter, her place was at court - smiling, silent, and strategically valuable. But Cal knows the truth about the venin, and she refuses to let her father keep the kingdom blind. So she gives him a choice: Let her enter the Riders Quadrant... Or she exposes everything. Sent to Basgiath in what her father believes is a death sentence, Cal must survive dragons, deadly politics, and the ruthless wingleader who watches her like she's a threat instead of a princess. Xaden Riorson has every reason to hate the crown. He didn't expect to fall for it. #1 XadenRiorson out of 543 3/12/26 #2 Rebellion out of 11.2k!!!!! 3/12/26 #1 RebeccaYarros out of 126 3/12/26 All rights reserved to Rebecca Yarros besides my own OCs and any new plots/etc.

Rhaella has spent her entire life surviving what should have destroyed her. She stands on the edge of conscription, ready to enter the brutal world of dragon riders, where only the strongest endure and the weak are quickly forgotten. But strenght, for Rhaella, has never been about physical power alone. It is carved into her bones, forged through years of silent suffering, relentless abuse, and pain that would have shattered anyone else. they tried to break her. Again and again. And yet, she remains. Untouched... not because she was spared, but because nothing they did could take the one thing she refused to surrender. Herself. In a world, where danger lurks in every shadow and loyalty is as fragile as life itself, Rhaella must navigate deadly trials, ruthless rivals, and the ever-present threat of failure. But her greatest battle isn't against the challenges of becoming a rider, it's against the ghost of her past that refuse to let her go. Cold, guarded, and unyielding, Rhaella is not the kind of heroine people expect. She does not seek friendship. she does not trust easily. And certainly does not believe in happy endings. But dragons do not choose the unworthy. And something ancient, powerful, and terrifying may see in her not just survival, but something far more dangerous. Because sometimes, the most broken souls don't shatter. They burn.

She crossed the Parapet. Her sister didn't. Now Beatrix Voss is quiet, lethal, and untouchable-by design. The last person who knew her died screaming her name. But two cousins see through the silence. One challenges her. One understands her. At Basgiath, being seen is dangerous- & Beatrix Voss is about to be impossible to ignore.

The Vaelor name carries weight in Navarre. General Aldric and General Mila Vaelor command respect in the Riders Quadrant, their political and military influence reaching the highest halls of power. What few know is that their loyalty has always walked a quiet line-supporting the rebellion from the shadows, long before the execution of Fen Riorson. Their children grew up in a world of secrets. Summers were spent alongside the marked ones: Imogen, Bodhi, Garrick, Liam, Quinn... and Xaden Riorson, whose name alone is a curse in most of Basgiath. But their childhood was not only with the children of traitors. She and her brothers also ran through the halls of Navarrian estates with Violet Sorrengail, Rhae Varrish, and Dain Aetos-a bridge between two worlds that were never supposed to meet. Now, at twenty, Soren enters the Riders Quadrant. Her parents prepared her for more than one path, but the moment she steps onto the parapet, she knows there is no turning back. Waiting in the chaos is Xaden-squad leader, shadow wielder, and the one person with whom she has always danced an invisible line. Close enough to know his silence. Distant enough to never name what passes between them. As whispers of a coming war grow louder, Soren must navigate a quadrant that would destroy her if it knew where her loyalties truly lie. Her family's hidden support of the rebellion, her friendships with the marked, her unspoken bond with the most dangerous man in Basgiath-all of it threatens to surface. Some marks are written in blood. Others, in shadows.

𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄, 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 during her second year as a rider at basgiath war college, rhysa mairi is forced to continue playing the role as an aetos, carefully concealing the broken fragments of her memory that have resurfaced while also operating under the hidden rebellion in aretia, led by brennan sorrengail. after uncovering a massive conspiracy about the venin threat, she is forced to work alongside a man she was in love with, but couldn't trust ( including other rebels ). xaden riorson was aware of the memory wipe, but didn't reveal it to her. lying to her about the venin threat was one thing, but this was something else entirely. together - they must find a way to power the wards. they search for ancient journals rumored to hold the secret, but it proves to be more challenging than one thought due to a hostile vice commandment and being targeted relentlessly. with assassins lurking, loyalty constantly tested, the unknown extent of her powers, and enemies hiding in plain sight, rhysa is forced to harden and make decisions that don't come lightly. the line between survival and rebellion begins to blur and the lies holding navarre together starts to crack under the weight of the truth. iron flame, part one xaden riorson x oc started. january 1st, 2026 finished. n/a cover by, @-moonsdxst