IN WHICH Odette De Loughry, the society proclaimed "ugly duckling" has returned to the ton to make her debut on the marriage mart. Colin Bridgerton x OC

After the passing of Abigail Bentley's mother, she is now the only one responsible for her family's well-being. Her father, often too drunk to stand, cannot help her now. So it is up to her to proceed into society alone, in hope of securing a match that will take care of herself and her family. She is the sole hope for her family's name. Is she up to the task? She had better be, for she has no other option. After she meets Anthony Bridgerton however, she will be faced with a choice: love or responsibility? OC x Anthony Bridgerton

Artemis Black was raised on a battlefield. A weapon forged by her father and a princess by right of conquest. Now in order to establish relations with England, the second eldest daughter of King Mikael Black must marry a man of English nobility. But just how does a war general act like a Lady? (Anthony Bridgerton x OC) (Eloise Bridgerton x OC)

She was never meant to exist in their world. Charlotte is sixteen, quiet, observant-and very much from the future. One moment she is falling asleep watching Bridgerton; the next, she is waking on a polished floor in the middle of the Bridgerton sitting room, surrounded by history's most powerful family. Given a borrowed name and a carefully constructed past, Charlotte Bridgerton is woven into society thread by thread-taught how to walk, speak, survive, and endure a century that was never built for girls like her. The ton whispers. The Queen watches. Scandal breathes down her neck. And then there is Prince James, Duke of Richmond-the youngest son of the Crown. Kind where men are cruel. Powerful where others perform. A prince raised for duty who becomes dangerously undone by a girl who does not belong to his time... yet fits his soul perfectly. But Charlotte knows the future. She knows how stories like this end. And loving a prince- in a world obsessed with legacy- may be the most dangerous thing of all. A Bridgerton-era time travel romance filled with silk, scandal, quiet obsession, found family, and a love that threatens history itself.

Diana Bridgerton was Daphne's twin sister. The two were absolutely identical (though not in looks) and supported each other in everything. But what happens when Diana falls for a Prussian Prince? And how will she react to Daphne's plan to seduce him so that she might anger the Duke of Hastings? Diana has always put Daphne and the Bridgerton name before all else, allowing Anthony to guide her in the ways of matrimony. But perhaps it's time she takes her future into her own hands.

"𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂."

Being the youngest of 4 highly esteemed brothers, when she made her debut as a debutante, Amelia knew there were bound to be eyes on her. She was glad she wasn't a Bridgerton that would be worse. Especially since she was shy in the face of others. But what happens when she catches the eye of a Viscount? Now suddenly all eyes are on her. EDIT: In the process of revision.

You somehow get transported into the Bridgerton TV show and need to find a way to navigate a society that you feels so discontented from. Cheeky dimension traveling fanfic with some romance Enjoy xx

Born in 1798, Melinda Featherington is the youngest of the Featheringtons, Closest to her sister, Penelope as they often both feel invisible, But Melinda would then begin a friendship with Prince Arthur, Grandson of Queen Charlotte who was her age and a future King which would make her the most infamous Featherington.

Amara Potter dies expecting darkness. Instead, she wakes in silk sheets, beneath a Regency ceiling, in the glittering chaos of Bridgerton's second season. Reborn as Lady Amara Gryffindor-niece to Queen Charlotte and heiress to a powerful Scottish dukedom-she is sent to London with one command: marry well. Marry wisely. Strengthen the Crown. But Amara remembers everything. She knows the rules of the ton. She knows how quickly scandal destroys. And she knows the Viscount is never meant to be hers. Anthony Bridgerton intends to marry without love. He seeks a diamond-perfect, accomplished, untouchable. A woman who will never disturb his carefully controlled heart. Amara is none of those things. She is sharp where society expects softness. Defiant where it demands obedience. And her impossible green eyes linger in his thoughts long after he looks away. What begins as irritation becomes fascination. Fascination becomes hunger. Anthony watches her across ballrooms. Follows her laughter through gardens. Stands too close beneath the excuse of courtesy. Each accidental touch feels deliberate. Each glance burns longer than it should. He tells himself it is strategy. He knows it is weakness. Amara understands the danger. If she changes the course of the season, she could unravel the future itself. If she chooses Anthony, she risks scandal-hers, his, perhaps even the Queen's favor. The Queen is watching. The ton is whispering. Lady Whistledown is waiting. One stolen glance. One reckless dance. One unguarded moment in the garden. That is all it will take. Because in a world where reputation is everything and love is a liability- Falling for the Viscount may be the greatest scandal of all. 💚