When Harrielle Potter defeated Voldemort, she thought she'd finally get peace in her life. Yet even in death, he haunted her. Broken by grief and depression, she found a way to cope by writing in his old diary. Little did she know that through magic and a breach in time, young Tom Riddle could read every heartfelt thought she poured into those pages.

Alice Mirallis was many things but a believer and someone who trusts easily. She loved her loneliness yet knew from deep inside her that she despised it to the core. She had a sense of adventure yet the world she lived in didn't allow her to expand it. And she knew she must move on. After watching the tv show she heard many gushes about, and innocently complain about it, she never expected to wake up in that very same show and as the character, she both loved and hated. And surrounded by royalty. __________ 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖘𝖆𝖞?

Harry a obtenu un héritage inattendu. Il est une créature à la fois rare et magnifique. Il devra choisir ses compagnons pour la vie et gérer une grossesse à 16 ans en gardant sa nature secrète pour ne pas se retrouver en danger lui et sa nouvelle famille. Je reprends la traduction de cette histoire car il n'y a pas de suite poster depuis déjà un bon moment. Cette histoire a déjà était tratuite sur fanfictions.net par Marikili68 et Lucifel13angels jusqu'au 34 ème chapitre. Je vais les reposter ici mais c'i l'une d'elle où l'auteur original me demende de la retiré je le ferais directement. Cette histoire et a caractère homosexuel et avec du polyamours si sa ne vous plaît pas ne la misère pas et ne faite pas de commentaire haineux il seront directement suprimé.

She thought she was just a girl sobbing over a tragic scene on TV... until fate gave her the chance to rewrite history. When Zeynep wakes up in 16th-century Ottoman Empire, moments before Şehzade Mustafa's death, she becomes the only one who knows how the story ends. But saving a prince means exposing treachery, battling queens, and playing a dangerous game of thrones-where love might be the sharpest weapon of all. [Based off of Magnificent Century]

Lunara Norton died and reincarnated into the Twilight story as Lunara swan. with powers and money after her parents died in a car crash and Charlie her uncle takes her in.

Haseki Nurichihan Sultan-a name once lost to history, now rediscovered in the forgotten corners of time. Her tale begins when, at the age of thirteen, Adeline, daughter of a Greek diplomat, was stolen from her homeland by Tatar raiders. Sold into the Crimean Palace, she learned the brutal art of survival within the harem. But survival, for her, was just the beginning. At sixteen, she was gifted to Sultan Suleiman, her beauty and intelligence outshining the rest. Arriving alongside Hurrem, she entered a world where fire and air would soon collide. If Hurrem was fire-passionate, fierce, unstoppable-Adeline was air-silent, subtle, yet ever-present, slipping through cracks unnoticed, yet capable of moving mountains. The contrast between them was as undeniable as it was dangerous. In a palace where the stakes were nothing less than the Sultan's heart, and where the throne itself was the ultimate prize, Adeline's role was clear: to survive, to outlast, and to rise. She would become a force in the shadows, watching, learning, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A rival to Hurrem, yet with a strategy so quiet, so deliberate, it could never be predicted. This is the story of a woman who bent history to her will, playing a game of power where only the ruthless and the patient emerge victorious. Will her son claim the throne, or will the fire of Hurrem burn too bright? Time will tell.

Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.

The war was won-but victory came drenched in blood. As silence fell over the battlefield, Harry Potter thought he had finally defeated fate. Until Neville's scream tore through the air. Until he saw her-Hermione-on the ground, her lifeblood seeping through Luna's trembling hands. Her last breath carried words that shattered him completely: "I love you, Harry. Please... live for me." And he did. But the boy who lived became the man the world would learn to fear. What rose from the ashes of that night was no hero. It was vengeance, wrath, and sorrow reborn in one man. Harry Potter burned the world that took her away. Ministries crumbled, corrupt leaders fell, and even former allies perished beneath his wand. He became the Dark King-the ruler of shadows, the justice of the forsaken, the nightmare of every hypocrite who once called him "savior." He gave freedom to magical creatures because she had dreamed of it. He destroyed tyranny because she had hated it. Every conquest was for her. Every drop of blood he spilled was in her name. And when his vengeance was done, he took his final breath beside her portrait, whispering that he had lived for her-just as she asked. But death was not the end. When his eyes opened again, he was fifteen-alive, whole, and back in old room of Dudley. The war hadn't happened. Hermione was alive. Sirius was alive. Everything he lost was his again. Only this time, he wasn't the naive boy they could manipulate. This time, he remembered everything. The betrayals. The pain. The lies. The power. Now, with the wisdom of a dark lord and the heart of a man who loved too deeply, Harry will rewrite destiny itself. No Dumbledore. No Voldemort. No rules. This time, the game belongs to him-and the world will bow before the boy who conquered death to protect his queen.