Lilith Swan was the older sister to Bella Swan. For most of her life, Lily has been able to do things that make her an outcast in her family. When Bella goes into a depression Charlie calls Lily and begs her to come and see her sister. Read to see how Lily's life changes when she comes back home. ⚠️Warning: This is a mature story. 18+. This is one of my older stories that has smut in it and I don't remember which chapters that hold it, so please if you don't want to read the smut scenes then skip it⚠️

I died at thirteen. It was tragic, it was messy, and honestly? A 0/10 experience. I expected an afterlife with unlimited snacks. Instead, I got reincarnated into the Gilbert family-four years after Elena and two years after Jeremy. Now, I'm the youngest Gilbert in a town that smells like vervain and bad decisions. I have the memories of a dead Viking twin, the sarcasm of a girl who's seen every episode of this show, and a "Celestial" power level that could probably delete the moon if I had a bad enough tantrum. My sister is the human doppelgänger magnet, my brother is a brooding medium, and I'm just trying to survive fourth grade without accidentally vaporizing Damon Salvatore for being a "theatrical emo." Being the town darling is easy. Keeping the Originals from killing everyone while I'm still legally too young to sit in the front seat of the car? That's the real trick.

I died. But that's wasn't the end of the story (obviously). It was actually the beginning. Because, apparently, I was too young to die so I had a second chance. A second chance at living. The problem? I was reborn as Elena Gilbert, and I don't know how that's gonna play out. . . . Eh. We'll see. At least I know it will be fun! Her life was anything but boring! ༄ [TVD-SI-REBORN] [S1-?] [COMPLETED] [SEQUEL-TWO GIFTS FROM GODS] [warning: elena bashing with no real cause (i wrote this a couple years ago when i was first starting and it's far (far) from great]

When Sansa Stark dies as Queen in the North, she expects the silence of the crypts. Instead, she wakes as a priest's daughter in a harsh 8th-century world of mud, iron, and superstition. To the villagers, she is quiet, devout, and harmless. In truth, she survives by lies, carefully learned in a life that ended too soon. But the forest remembers her. At the edge of the settlement, two outcast twins carry a darkness no one names. Drawn toward them, Sansa begins to suspect that something from her old world has followed her into this one - or something worse has been waiting all along. In a place where faith is law and weakness is punished, survival is not enough. And Sansa Stark has already learned what it costs to survive. While I used generative AI to help refine prose and discuss scenes during the writing process, all major story decisions, characterization, themes, and plot developments were created by me. Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Game of Thrones belongs to George R. R. Martin.

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

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。. Given a second life in a world ruled by fire and blood, Aelin Targaryen wants nothing more than peace, family, and a quiet existence far from thrones and wars. Reborn with memories of a past life, she knows exactly how cruel fate can be, especially for her younger sister, Daenerys. When Viserys plans to sell Dany to the Dothraki, Aelin steps into the path of destiny herself and becomes the bride of Khal Drogo instead. What begins as a sacrifice slowly turns into an unexpected bond, forged in strength, loyalty, and respect. Standing beside the most powerful khalasar in Essos, Aelin chooses to fight, not for a throne of her own, but to protect her sister and help Daenerys reclaim the kingdom that was stolen from them. Khal Drogo x OC .・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

In a realm where wolves are hunted, lions rule with gold, and dragons return with fire...there is a House that survives through silence. Alisandra Lunara, heiress of Moonwatch Keep, was raised among fog-covered cliffs and whispered secrets of the Narrow Sea. House Lunara does not seek crowns, glory, or war-only survival. But when the War of the Five Kings begins tearing Westeros apart, Alisandra's visions and intelligence reveal a truth no one dares to face: The North is being led into a trap. Bound by duty, strategy, and a fate she cannot ignore, Alisandra crosses into the mainland world of wolves and kings and meets Robb Stark, the Young Wolf, a king too honorable for a realm built on betrayal. As war deepens and the Red Wedding approaches, Alisandra must choose between the Lunara way-watch, wait, endure-or risk everything to change the fate of the North and the man she never meant to love. Because in Westeros, love is not a comfort. It is a weapon.

Lyanna Stark was a hot headed, beautiful, young girl with a bright life ahead of her. She stuck up for herself and fought her own battles. But when she meets Rhaegar Targaryen all changes. She loses things she never thought she would and her life takes a different road. One she wasn't planning on taking. As Lyanna grows up with this new love in her life she changes in different ways, some for the good and some for the bad. (THIS STORY IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION AS SOME IMPROVEMENTS ARE TO BE MADE)

A Tangled-esque retelling incorporating a female OC x Cregan Stark. Oc is NOT a self-insert. At 2 , Aelora Velaryon was beloved by all. Including those outside of her own family. The heir to be, a beautiful Velaryon with long, flowing golden hair, she was the light of the court, Rhaenyra's little flower. She had to be, given that Rhaenyra nearly died while pregnant. It was that which made her a prime target for the plot for a rise in rank. A rash, silly thing. A dare more than anything. And yet, Aelora Velaryon finds herself stolen from her cradle on horseback going North with no one but a strange man to provide comfort. Aelora knows nothing of the life she is supposed to have lived. She knows only of her father keeping her safe in her tower and those lights. The lights she has begged to see every nameday since she could remember. Yet her father has kept her in that tower through fear of the unknown, forcing Aelora to see them only from afar. Until one day, that changes. When a lordling from a Northern house is chased into her tower by a group of wildings. Suddenly, that dream doesn't seem so far away. Perhaps Aelora will get everything she ever wanted after all.

"You don't remember me," he says. "But you never forgot." Clara and Henry were bound long before power existed. But when something finally awakened it tore their worlds apart. One disappeared into silence. The other survived by becoming something else. - Clara was never meant to wake up after her powers split her body apart. And yet she does, carrying something she does not understand, something still tied to Henry and to the darkness growing around him. When they find each other again, love grows where it should not, tangled with guilt, control, and the echo of something unfinished. ~ A slow burn Henry Creel story