I Saw Him First The day Scott McCall came to school after being bitten by a werewolf was supposed to be normal. At least as normal as Beacon Hills ever gets. Then Stiles Stilinski sees her. One look. One smile. One heartbeat. And suddenly Lydia Martin isn't the center of his universe anymore. Amara Johnson is. Rich, powerful, beautiful, and carrying secrets older than Beacon Hills itself, Amara belongs to a supernatural race known as the Aetheri-rare beings capable of controlling the elements and moving the world with a single thought. The moment she sees Stiles Stilinski, she knows exactly who he is. Her mate. Her forever. Her person. While Scott struggles with his new life as a werewolf and Beacon Hills becomes a magnet for supernatural chaos, Amara and Stiles find themselves building something neither of them expected. A home. A family. A love powerful enough to withstand hunters, alphas, kanimas, nogitsunes, and everything else the town throws at them. The only problem? Anyone who threatens Stiles quickly learns a terrifying lesson: Amara Johnson is sweet. Until someone hurts her boy. Then all bets are off. And if anyone asks why she's always defending him? The answer is simple. She saw him first.

The story takes place in ancient China. The day my elder sister was appointed Crown Princess, I volunteered to marry the sickly General Wei Shuhan. All of the capital laughed, saying I was picking up the trash my sister didn't want. On our wedding night, I smiled lightly at my coughing, blood-stained groom. "General, do you know you've been poisoned by three strange toxins?" When he gripped my throat, I spoke even more shocking words: "I wish to make a deal with you-wipe out my family for me, and I'll cure your poison and extend your life." By the flickering candlelight, his eyes turned crimson. "And if I refuse?" I brushed my hand across his chest. "Then the general will have no choice but to enter the underworld as a virgin." Later, when the poison flared up, he pressed me against the medicine vat, his burning breath brushing my ear. "The third poison... could it be a love curse?"

The Evening Star House of the Dragon × Harry Potter The stars have always spoken to Asteria. They warned her when kingdoms would fall, when dragons would die, and when souls were destined to leave the world. For centuries, she has walked beside kings, dragons, and death itself. Immortal. Forgotten. Watching history unfold exactly as fate intended. Until Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen calls to her without ever speaking a word. Drawn back to King's Landing after decades away, Asteria arrives with one hundred loyal Dornish guards, an ancient serpent, and a dragon born beneath the stars. But she does not return for war alone. King Viserys Targaryen has only hours left to live. Rhaenyra stands alone against an entire court determined to strip her son of his birthright. And the Dance of the Dragons is about to begin. Some deaths are woven into fate. Others... Can still be changed. As old loyalties are tested, forgotten love is given one final goodbye, and ancient magic awakens beneath the stars, Asteria must decide how much of history she is willing to rewrite. History remembers dragons. History remembers fire. History remembers blood. But history never counted on the Evening Star. ✦ House of the Dragon × Harry Potter Female Harry Potter / Mistress of Death AU History remembers dragons. History remembers fire. History remembers blood. But history never counted on the Evening Star. Female Harry Potter | OC Harry | Mistress of Death | Rhaenyra Wins | Dragons | Magic | Political Intrigue | Found Family

The Last Flame of Valyria By: Mother Melanin For nearly two centuries, the world has mourned the fall of Valyria. The Dragonlords are dead. The Freehold is ashes. And House Targaryen stands as the last remnant of a forgotten empire. At least, that's what history says. History is wrong. Hidden behind ancient sorcery and protected by the fires of the Fourteen Flames, House Zorvaxys has spent generations rebuilding what the Doom destroyed. Their dragons number in the hundreds. Their magic is older than kingdoms. Their wealth rivals empires. And their spies watch every corner of the known world. Now the heir to New Valyria has come of age. Prince Malek Zorvaxys. Dragon rider. Warlock. Future Emperor. The Last Flame of Valyria. Tall, powerful, and covered in ancient runic tattoos that glow with forgotten magic, Malek has spent his life preparing to inherit the greatest secret in the world. But when his father sends him to Westeros during the reign of King Viserys Targaryen, he finds a realm divided by ambition, dragons, and prophecy. And he finds Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen. As old rivalries awaken, ancient powers stir, and the shadow of civil war begins to loom over the Seven Kingdoms, Malek must decide what kind of ruler he wants to become. Will he restore the glory of Old Valyria? Will he forge a new empire? Or will he burn alongside the world his ancestors abandoned? Because when the dragons of New Valyria finally reveal themselves... The world will never be the same. ⸻ "The age of dragons never ended. It was merely waiting." 🔥🐉👑

In a world where heroes are manufactured in labs and morality is a marketing gimmick, Queen Maeve has reached her breaking point. Drowning in the corporate rot of Vought International and the escalating madness of Homelander, she expects a lonely end-until the sky fractures and a woman clad in hair and shadow descends upon Manhattan. Enter Bayonetta: an Umbra Witch from a world of celestial wars and infernal pacts. Displaced into a reality of "Supes" and cynical PR, she finds the ultimate project in the jaded Amazon of the Seven. What begins as a reluctant alliance to survive Vought's tactical purges evolves into a reality-shattering bond that defies biology and magic alike. As the duo carves a path through corrupt idols and corporate gods, Maeve must decide if she's willing to trade her manufactured "perfection" for the dangerous freedom of the Abyss. From the neon-lit boardrooms of Vought Tower to the ancient moonlit cliffs of Vigrid, follow the journey of two Queens who stop at nothing to burn down the old world and build a sanctuary in the shadows.

The first time Stiles saw her, he broke a vending machine. soulmate au. // © MNKBYB 2020 ©

Su Nian wakes up to find himself reborn as the most feared creature in a fantasy world-a menacing dragon hunted by all. His new life begins with a trembling princess seeking refuge at his claws. As the War, Evolution, and Villain systems merge within him, Su Nian gains unprecedented power that defies the laws of magic and divinity. While kings offer their daughters to save their own skins and heroes charge toward his lair, Su Nian is busy rewriting the rules of the world. He isn't just a beast; he is a dragon with the mind of a capitalist and the heart of a hundred nuclear reactors. From kingdom building to mastering modern technology in a realm of sorcery, this is the legend of the ultimate monster. Experience a unique tale of sweet romance, strategic progression, and the rise of a dragon that even the gods fear. --

Through transmigration, Naohara became one of the Supreme Beings and freely indulged in this hard-won life in another world. Watching Momonga locked in a battle of wits with thin air, Herohero shamelessly slacking off, Demiurge confidently claiming he had already grasped the thoughts of all three Supreme Beings, along with the many strange and eccentric Floor Guardians, Naohara felt that joy could be found everywhere. This is a fan translation of 纳萨力克的灾厄龙王 by 魂悠. Please support the original author if you can.

𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 They called her a blessing before they called her a curse. They called her divine before they called her dangerous. By the time the realm called her queen, it was already too late. History remembers Aelyra Targaryen as the first Queen of Westeros, the woman in whose name the Dance of the Dragons began. The woman men bled for, dragons screamed for, and kingdoms burned for. But Aelyra was never meant to exist. She was not born to this world. She came from another life, carrying another name, another grief, and a love so ruinous it followed her even into death. To save the one soul left to her, she gave up her own to the ancient Dragon God of Old Valyria, and in return he made her his chosen child. His voice. His miracle. His mistake. He sent her into House Targaryen to stop the war that would destroy them. To love them enough, heal them enough, bind them tightly enough that the future itself might break around her. But the gods, like men, are often cruel in the things they ask of women. Because Aelyra did save them. Just not in the way anyone intended. She made them softer. She made them kinder. She made them love. And then she made them want. Not the throne. Not power. Her. And Targaryens have never been taught how to love without hunger. So what happens when the girl sent to prevent a war becomes the heart of it? What happens when devotion curdles into obsession, and every dragon in the sky begins to circle the same flame? What happens when the savior of a dynasty becomes the ruin of it? The maesters never wrote that story. This one begins in fire.

She was not born to this world. When Ororo Munroe falls into the world of Westeros, she is no queen, no dragonrider, no noble heir-only a girl with the power of the sky in her veins. Taken in by House Velaryon and hidden beneath the name "Storm," she becomes something the realm has never seen... and something it will soon fear. As whispers spread through Driftmark of a girl who commands wind, calls rain, and bends the sea itself, powerful houses begin to take notice. But in a world ruled by blood, fire, and ambition, power is never left alone for long. War is coming to the Stepstones. The tides are shifting. And the storm... is just beginning. - A House of the Dragon AU x Marvel crossover Storm (Ororo Munroe) in Westeros Slow burn power rise • Politics • Found family • War