- When the Pogues suggests using Briar to get information out of Rafe, it sounds simple enough. Pretend to care, get close, find out what he knows. Easy. Except Rafe isn't what the Pogues described as a crazy killer. Beneath the anger and the psychotic mess, there's something human there, something soft. Something broken that she can't help but want to mend. - After two years away, Brielle Logan Langley thought she'd left her non-biological family in Outer Banks behind. But when she moves back, nothing is the same. Rafe Cameron is a murderer, John B gets thrown into jail, and now they're on a new quest to find the cross of Santo Domingo. Through the journey Briar's caught between loyalty and the one person she swore she'd never fall for again. But she can't help the undeniable pull between them. She doesn't want to admit it, but her heart aches for Rafe Cameron. Set in Outer Banks, following the plot from s2-s3 tropes: - forced proximity - betrayal - angry love confession - one bed - mean to everyone but her - lovers, to enimies, to lovers - cleaning wounds !Read intro for disclaimers!

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The youngest daughter of the crown, Alyrie Targaryen, was raised in the pious shadow of the Hightower of Oldtown. But beneath the sacred light of the Seven, she discovered a temptation that would become her Original Sin. Now, summoned home to a court teetering on the brink of war, the Greens await their pious pawn. But Alyrie returns to King's Landing as the architect of her own Eden lost, ready to spread her corruption from the heart of the court itself. Gwayne Hightower x OC Aemond Targaryen x OC Aegon Targaryen x OC

"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓." Handsome, kind, and second in line to the Iron Throne, Valarr Targaryen is everything Lysera Blackfyre could have hoped for in a husband. And then she met his father. ─────── 𝗮 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 full summary inside started: march 1 2026 completed: ongoing 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝟭𝟴+ 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙘*𝙨𝙩, 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙚/𝙣𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚/𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥, 𝙙𝙙𝙙𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙤𝙘 𝙭 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙤𝙘 𝙭 𝙗𝙖𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ " my moon, my man " Princess Gevinessa Targaryen, once known for her wild spirit and sharp tongue, has spent her life despising Prince Valarr Targaryen, the solemn, insufferable heir she could never outwit as a child. When an arranged betrothal binds them together, she is forced to confront not only her resentment, but the unsettling realization that the line between love and hate is far thinner than she ever imagined. As ancient Valyrian rites, family expectations, and her own stubborn pride collide, Nessa must decide whether the boy she once tormented is truly her cage... or something far more dangerous to her heart.

"You're torturing me," she whispered. He huffed a quiet laugh. "You're looking like this, and I'm the one torturing you?" He pulled the ribbons tighter, drawing her waist in, and she bit her lip. "Just a little more," he murmured, tightening the next ribbon. Another grazed touch. Another tremble from her. "Reg," she breathed. His hands stilled. "Yes, love?" She swallowed. "You're doing that on purpose." "I absolutely am." . Alana Potter, Harry Potter's older sister, finds herself haunted by vivid, recurring visions of a man drowning in a dark, watery cave. Initially dismissing it as mere dreams, she soon realizes they are far more significant. The man in her vision is Regulus Black, the enigmatic younger brother to her godfather, Sirius Black, who was presumed dead decades ago. Alana uncovers the truth behind Regulus' fate: his betrayal of Voldemort and his attempt to destroy a Horcrux led him to be trapped in a cursed cave. Despite her fear, she feels an unshakable pull to save him, not only because of her connection to the Black family but also due to the feeling that she has to know him. . Part of the 'Second Series'. The 'Second Series' is a series of four books, each having an oc in each Hogwarts house. They can be read in any order as they are all happening within the same timeframe. If I was to recommend reading any way I would do a tandem read between the books, reading them by date. But if you would like to read them one at a time my suggestion would be reading them in this order: Second Chance, Second Sin, Second Haven, Second Storm.

"But there is one thing we desire more than each other," she whispered. Her lips brushed his, barely a touch, light as breath. A provocation. "Power." Eleanor Tyrell was not kind. No one ever dared to question that and one had to be a fool to see gentleness where there was none at all. She did not conceal her cruelty, nor her pride. In fact, she thought it suited her. When Prince Maekar tried to wed his son Aerion in a desperate attempt to tame him, Lord Leo Tyrell didn't hesitate to secure that match for his own daughter, hoping it would tame her just the same. It didn't. Aerion and Eleanor were like flame to flame, igniting a wildfire, leaving nothing but destruction in their way. A match made in hell. The hunger for power ignited something inside of them, consuming both until there was nothing left of them anymore. Just death. || Aerion Targaryen X OC (A little Daeron) ||

Vaenys Targaryen, Baelor's daughter, returns from Dragonstone as every inch a true Valyrian-silver hair, violet eyes, and already promised to another. But Aerion Brightflame has been dreaming of her, over and over, with dragons circling in the dark. The dreams grow stronger, and so does his certainty. In his mind, she was never meant for anyone else but him.

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"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."