It's 1919, tommy and Graces relationship is just starting still blind to Tommy of who grace really is. The business is growing and the Shelby family are running into more trouble with each passing day. But what will happen when a famous gypsy family set up home on Birmingham soil. With two daughters that love to sing causing havoc upon the Shelby brothers along with hidden secrets of there family that are never to be mentioned or spoke. Will the family's get along? How will the Shelby's act? Will it be war or peace with new business? Along with new, old and rekindled friends will they see the betrayal. And who will he fall or Dollie or Grace? will they discover the truth?

Born from a queen's death and a king's cowardice, Princess Vaemma Targaryen grows beneath the red stones of the Keep like a pale and poisonous flower, all moonlit beauty, silver hair, and venom sharpened by years of consequence denied. She is not fragile, not petulant, not some trembling little princess breaking cups for sport; she is worse, a woman who has learned that rank can make cruelty charming, that beauty can turn malice into music, that no one dares strike the king's unwanted daughter no matter whose blood she draws. To Viserys, she is the living wound he cannot bear to look upon; to Rhaenyra, the sister born from their mother's butchered body; to Alicent, the first child who ever truly needed her, and therefore the one she loves, spoils, and finally sacrifices. When Vaemma is promised to Lord Ormund Hightower, proud lord of Oldtown and sworn enemy of dragon arrogance, she expects another man to bend beneath the weight of her name, her face, her dragon, her royal rot, but Ormund is no courtier trembling in perfume and candlelight. He is stone, steel, tower-shadow, and judgment. He looks upon the Pearl Dragon and sees not a goddess, but a beautiful, vicious thing that has never once been made to answer for itself. Their betrothal is no love song, but a knife drawn slowly across silk: Hightower piety against Targaryen excess, discipline against indulgence, consequence against a woman who has mistaken impunity for power. And as the realm blackens around them, Vaemma must learn the one lesson no one in her father's court ever dared teach her... dragons may burn men alive, but even dragons can be brought to heel.

Deria Martell, Maekar and Baelor's cousin, was a striking figure of her age. Her beauty drew many admirers, and more than one noble lord sought the hand of King Daeron's II niece. Yet he loved his foster daughter dearly and never sought to impose his will upon her. The girl's heart, as was oft whispered at court, belonged to but one of the four brothers-the coldest, harshest, and most withdrawn among them. The story of her relationship with Prince Maekar was a tangled and thorny one, and in time gave rise to countless tales, half-truths, and legends.

Rae-Ophelia Carter, who is well-known for her attractiveness and charm, finds herself in the wrong company. Why? That's a secret for you to discover. Tommy Shelby💌

Evie Wells siempre ha creído en el amor. En las películas, en las canciones, en los finales felices. Solo que no para ella. Entre clases, trabajos, sueños y una obsesión por tener un futuro estable, enamorarse es la última cosa que necesita en su vida. Dean Di Laurentis está completamente de acuerdo. Al menos al principio. Lo que comienza como una serie de besos sin compromiso y reglas simples pronto se convierte en algo mucho más complicado cuando uno de los dos empieza a sentir más de lo que debería. Porque algunas montañas rusas son demasiado divertidas para bajarse a tiempo. ✨𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬✨

El jugador de hockey seductor ,intenso chico de solo sexo , ella la mejor de todo el campus ,seria ,tranquila, tratando de pasar desapercibida, dos mundos opuestos Todos creen que son tan diferentes hasta el mismo lo piensa pero qué pasa cuando en realidad son más similares de lo que todos creen

"I know you are a man who has lost a great deal, Mr. Shelby. And I know that fear is the only language you think Birmingham speaks. But I have spent ten years with the Sisters; your shadows don't frighten me nearly as much as the thought of a child going without a coat tomorrow." She is a woman of cloth and conviction. He is a man of lead and whiskey. Mabel is the lead teacher at the Grace Shelby Institute, a place built on the sins of the Shelby family. She isn't under any illusions about who pays her wages; she's seen the blood on the notes. But while the rest of Small Heath trembles at the click of iron-shod heels in the night, Mabel simply keeps her needle moving. When Thomas Shelby wanders into her classroom at two in the morning, he's looking for the silence his own mind refuses to give him. Instead, he finds a woman who refuses to be his victim or his devotee. To Tommy, she is a sanctuary he doesn't deserve. To Mabel, he is a soul that no amount of prayer can fix-but that doesn't mean she won't try. A story of faith, fire, and the mending of a man who thought he was beyond repair.

After the death of her great-aunt, Eliza Bennett, a young London woman from a wealthy family, inherits a small flowers shop in Birmingham. far from the luxury and safety of her family, Eliza seeks a new life among the streets of Birmingham... Until she meets thomas shelby - a man as dangerous as he is captivating. among flowers and smoke, they will both discover that love can bloom even in the darkness... but it can also wither with a single bullet. ❀ Updates every Friday Or Saturday ❀ The story contains adult content. ❀ English is not my native language.

Irina Maxwell era lo único que Dean Di Laurentis no podía tener. Dean podía tener a cualquier chica de Briar University con solo una sonrisa, excepto a la hermana menor de su mejor amigo. Beau había dejado las cosas claras desde el principio: Irina estaba fuera de sus límites. Y quizá era precisamente eso lo que volvía todo mucho más tentador para Dean. Irina siempre supo de la promesa que Beau le había arrancado a su mejor amigo. Dean no podía mirarla demasiado, no podía acercarse y definitivamente no podía tocarla. Durante mucho tiempo, a ella eso no le importó. El ballet, la arquitectura y mantener el control de su vida ocupaban el cien por ciento de su cabeza. Hasta que dejó de ser suficiente Después de una fuerte pelea con su hermano, Irina decide que está cansada de vivir siguiendo reglas ajenas y de ser siempre la chica correcta. Y si acercarse al mejor amigo de este era la peor decisión posible, entonces quizá era exactamente la decisión que quería tomar. Y Dean, que llevaba demasiado tiempo deseándola en silencio, está más que dispuesto a seguirle el juego. Lo que empieza como una forma de desafiar a Beau y cumplirle al rubio el sueño de acostarse con ella, pronto se convierte en algo mucho más peligroso. Se supone que será algo simple. Solo tensión acumulada, miradas prohibidas y unas ganas de romperle los huevos a su hermano. Nada que pueda romperlos por completo. ¿Verdad? ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢ ✦ ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢ [ *Dean Di Laurentis* 𝗫 *oc!fem* ] ━ Off Campus✦˚₊ ‧

The future of the Seven Kingdom's change when Prince Baelor decides to marry again. This time, his choice is made out of love, not an arranged match. Princess Viserra Targaryen is the eldest daughter of Maekar Targaryen, and her father would soon see her married, to her brother Aerion. She decides that the only one who could stop Aerion is the heir of the Iron Throne. When chase turns into love, no one can stop them. Potential matches are ruined, scandal rises at court, and fate changes. Baelor does not perish at Ashford. A greater king than Jaeharys the Conciliator awaits the Seven Kingdoms, and he is madly in love with his niece. All credit goes to George R.R. Martin. This story is different from the original, although most characters are the ones from canon.