Where a fake fan of the Vampire Diaries dies and gets reincarnated as the Mikaelson's youngest sibling. TVUD | ALL TV SHOWS + AU Mikaelson!Fem!Oc x Lockwood!Male!Oc x Bennett!Male!Oc x Salvatore!Male!Oc

Era la boda de su hermana, Se suponía que sería un día más. ¿Qué hace una chica cuando es arrastrada por una tormenta al mundo de The Vampire Diaries? Hace su mejor esfuerzo para no meterte en problemas. Pero los deseos no siempre se hacen realidad Especialmente cuando eres un doppelganger. No es una Petrova, Es de una línea de sangre diferente Con una historia diferente. Era el comienzo de todo. Stefan/Damon/OC/Klaus/Elijah 𝑬𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐 𝒎á𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒑í𝒕𝒖𝒍𝒐𝒔...⏳

"Aemond esperava ter um dia tranquilo, mas então recebeu a notícia que sua rainha foi vista beijando um de seus guardas." *** Obs: Essa história foi postada por mim em inglês no ao3.

(Alicent x Daemon) Alicent Hightower woke up after her death with no children, she was given a second chance as in her first life she was with the wrong man, she was destined to another. In her second life she vowed to stay loyal to Rhaenyra and follow the path she's meant to have

Alicent Hightower is one of the most beautiful girls at court. Though she had to adapt to living so far in the past, before the age of mobile phones or functioning showers, because Alicent Hightwoer was once Ali Everglades, a girl who just wanted to be loved, but had major anxiety and a habit of picking at her fingers until they bled. How will Ali survive in court? Most importantly, how will she survive when she's in love with her best friend and her best friends uncle, despite being married to her best friends Father. Reborn!Alicent x Rhaenyra x Daemon

What if Alicent Hightower was no longer naïve? No longer the dutiful daughter, the obedient wife, or the pawn of men who sought to use her for their own ambitions? What if she refused to be silenced, to be manipulated, to be cast aside? Tired of being controlled by her father and exploited by the men around her, Alicent Hightower rises not as a woman to be pitied, but as a queen to be feared. With a sharp mind and an iron will, she seizes control of her own destiny, reshaping the war that will come to be known as the Dance of the Dragons. Alicent refuses to be a victim. She will not beg, she will not bow. She will rule. And the realm will burn for it. SHE WILL LIGHT THE WAY.

Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025

Una historia diferente a los libros.

Tradução em inglês no AO3 https://gatheringclouds.carrd.co/

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