House of the Dragon ________ In which the course of history is changed with Daemon Targaryen arriving to Kings Landing during the wedding festivals of Rhaenrya and Laenor due to the Battle of the Stepstones being won later one. Daemon doesn't get banished due to his actions with Rhaenyra ________ Alicent x Daemon

Nascida entre grandes casas, Amarilis Hightower Arryn Targaryen sempre esteve à sombra das intrigas da corte e dos jogos de poder que moldam Westeros. Criada entre Vilavelha e a Fortaleza Vermelha, ela carrega o peso de um nome influente, mas também a força de uma linhagem que desafia convenções. Desde a inocência da juventude até os desafios do matrimônio e da guerra, Amarilis se vê dividida entre dever e desejo, entre lealdade e liberdade. Quando o destino a coloca no centro de alianças políticas e corações conflitantes, ela precisará lutar por sua própria sobrevivência em meio às chamas que forjam reis... e destroem impérios.

"They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners" Amara Hightower was the eldest daughter of Otto Hightower, but raised around Targaryens her entire life she had grown to fall in love with them and their culture. And their dragons. Amara had also fallen for the Rogue Prince, Daemon Targaryen. Sadly, this is not happily ever after. Otto hates Daemon and Daemon shares this hatred. When Amara is being pulled between duty, the one she loves, and family, you know it will not end well. A HOTD, Romeo and Juliet, rated M for Mature. Daemon Targaryen x OC Rhaenyra Targaryen x OC Aegon Targaryen x OC Aemond Targaryen x OC Jacerys Velaryon x OC OCxOC

In which Annalys Baratheon is arranged to marry Robb Stark and when her 'father' dies, she is forced to side with the North in the Five War of the Kings to save herself from being killed by her psychotic younger brother. What she didn't know was that the war was only the beginning of what was yet to come for her and the people she cared about. Game of Thrones | Season 1-8 Cover made by -voidlegends

"i wanted you to know you moved and breathed in the same world as me." MOS || BVS || ZSJL (quote by f. scott fitzgerald) 

Liza Prewett has enough to consider without involving the Marauders in her life. Starting her sixth year, she's struggling to hold together her friendships, which is no easy feat when her best mates take the shape of Regulus Black and Myra Rowle. Housed with a group of pureblood fanatics and known as the younger sister of the nefarious Prewett twins, Liza often keeps to the shadows of the dungeon. A place that's safe. That is, until Sirius Black decides to interfere with her peace.

"We're not friends," you snap, narrowing your eyes into a glare sharp enough to pierce stone. "And stop calling me that." He tilts his head, his curls catching the faint, flickering light of the soul-lamps nearby. "Calling you what, darling?" he asks, his voice smooth and lilting, every syllable soaked in feigned innocence. Your teeth clench so hard it's a wonder they don't crack. Heat rises in your chest, crawling up your neck like an itch you can't quite scratch. His smirk only deepens, clearly reveling in your irritation, and you have to fight the urge to hurl the pair of gardening shears in your hand at his insufferably perfect face." --- Or, you are the immortal servant to Hades and Persephone, and Hermes cannot help himself but to get under your skin.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘴. ❛ you really have a knack for steering the pot. ❜ ── 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 a mortal and a god flee from the lives they used to know. 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙭 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙖 (𝙤𝙘) ᵉᵖᶦᶜ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜᵃˡ, ᵍʳᵉᵉᵏ ᵐʸᵗʰᵒˡᵒᵍʸ ━━ two against the world. ━━ novel. ━━ mature. ❛❛ 𝘳𝘶𝘯, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘳𝘶𝘯! 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦! ❜❜ ~ 𝗿𝘂𝗻, 𝗿𝘂𝗻, 𝗿𝘂𝗻. 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : [𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝟏𝟖, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓] 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : [𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝟏𝟎, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓] 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : [𝟔𝟓, 𝟎𝟎𝟎] ━━ © leyley_mj on wattpad.

"Cry! Take that whip cream out of your mouth this instant!" The loud and fake obnoxious voice echoes across the Gryffindor table. The intended girl, Cry, laughs and yells back, "Shut up, Padfoot!" - She frowned. Her dress dampened with water and her feet sunk into the sand. My rage grew the more I looked at her. How can she be so untouchable? When she looks like me? Why can't I? I leaned in, my hot tears dripping from my jaw and teeth slightly bared. My temper seethed the longer I reside here. "I would burn everything and anyone until I get him," I spat.

As the daughter of Odysseus, you were born with salt in your veins and the sea in your soul. Blessed by the god of tides, the ocean bends to your will-your ships always swift, your voyages touched by uncanny fortune, as if the waves themselves rise to meet you. While your father's name echoes through Ithaca, you carve your own legend, a captain whose fate is bound to the sea. Yet, where mortals tread, the gods often linger. A song heard in passing, a stranger's fleeting smile-moments that brush too close to the divine. The world hums with an unseen presence, a warmth in the light, a whisper in the breeze, as if eyes linger just beyond the edge of sight. You are as much a part of the sea as the waves that kiss the shores of Ithaca, caught between the pull of mortal legacy and the quiet lure of the gods. Sailing onward, you become a story told in salt and sun, a name woven into the tides. Whether you rise as a legend or fade into the murmur of the waves, the fates whisper-your odyssey is far from over.