❝ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ɢᴏʀɢᴇᴏᴜꜱ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʀᴇtᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ❞ ❝ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ❞ ❝ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ɢʀʏꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ, ʜᴀʀʀʏ? ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 rebuilt from war, Harry Potter meets the one person who awakens something buried deep within him - a hunger, a devotion, a darkness. She was never meant to be his light. Yet for her, he would burn the world to ash. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | harry potter x oc | | harry potter | | the goblet of fire - the deathly hallows | | out of character ⚠ |

"Dumbledore's Worst Nightmare: A Teenager Who Won't Cooperate" Look, you didn't ask to wake up in the Harry Potter universe , but here you are, stuck as the last (overpowered) heiress of the Moonvale family, a supposedly "extinct" bloodline that oops, isn't so extinct after all. And guess what? You're five. Again. Thanks, Fate. "I could save the wizarding world... or I could take a nap. Tough choice." this is the first even Fanfiction i had ever write hope you like it

After dying again, Artemis Rose Potter, Peverell, Black. It is sent back in time to right the wrongs, save those that should have been saved, and fix the balance of magic before it is too late and it dies out forever. Now, with knowledge and skills that no one knew she had, she plans to make those who betrayed her pay and have the family she has always wanted, but first, she has to get out of the cupboard. Sorry slow updates

Book One| UNDER EDITING!! Veasyra was known around the realm as a great beauty. She captivated everyone's attention, especially being the heir to the iron throne. It's said that Targaryen's were more gods then men, well Veasyra was the embodiment of a goddess. She was the first of her family to claim more than one dragon. Her soul was of the hottest fires and she burned to live up to the heir she was made to be. Her name will forever be in the history books as the princess that was promised, and for the fury she unleashed when her family was wronged. They always said that when a Targaryen was born they flipped a coin. Well it seemed hers was spinning on its side.

Presumed dead. Enslaved for years. Returned to a realm that had already moved on. Elaena Targaryen was meant to be the heir to the Iron Throne until fate stole her crown, her childhood, and her place in history. Now returned from the shadows, she walks a fragile line between duty and desire, power and pain, past and present. At her side, unwilling yet unyielding, stands Daemon Targaryen. A warrior, prince, and the man who plays the game of thrones for her. But the realm is splintering. The Dance of the Dragons looms. And between court whispers and wildfire hearts, Elaena must decide what kind of woman she will be and who, if anyone, she can truly trust. A story of grief, resilience, forbidden love, and the war that would tear House Targaryen apart. Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones, A Song of Ice and Fire or House of the Dragon; all credit goes to George R.R Martin. I only own Elaena Targaryen and my other Original Characters. Warning: It's a House of the Dragon fanfiction which means that there will be adult language and content.

One lie. One child. One kingdom forever changed. On the night Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen swore before gods and men that nothing had happened between her and Prince Daemon, she carried a secret no one-not even she-knew existed. Born into whispers and raised as the daughter of Laenor Velaryon, the firstborn princess grows to become the heart of House Targaryen. As old rivalries threaten to divide the realm, she refuses to let ambition destroy the family she loves. In a world where history expected fire and blood, perhaps all it ever needed was one dragon willing to choose peace. An alternate universe where the Dance of the Dragons never comes to pass, old Valyria's traditions endure, and House Targaryen remains united.

The Lannisters are getting a queen on the throne but they have ulterior motives behind wanting a crown. But doesn't everyone? But Aelsa Lannister sees something worth more than gold and a crown when she meets Harwin Strong. 🦁 "I don't like that anyone could die to feel your touch." 🐉 Most characters belong to GRRM!

Ara Targaryen would have been labeled a bastard if it wasnt for her twin brother Daeron. Eyes as green as the forest and hair dark like her mothers. Of course she would fall for her mothers arch rivals son. Jace. ? "I want you for worse or for better. I would wait forever and ever." ? All explicit and otherwise intimate relations are done by consenting fictional adults above 18. Most characters belong to GRRM (Slight Winx saga crossover) #1 in Jacaerysvelaryon on 12/11/22 #1 in Jacaerystargarygen on 12/9/22

||Complete|| In the fire-wreathed exile of Essos, Daemon Targaryen finds more than whores and war. He finds her - Alliana Draconis, the last daughter of a forgotten line of Valyrian priestesses, marked by blood, prophecy, and unspoken power. She becomes his secret weapon, his confidante, and his forbidden obsession. She cannot be touched, for her power lies in her untouched flame - but through her, Daemon's path to the throne is carved in blood, sex, and fire. Follow Alliana as she works in the shadows to give Daemon what he was always destined to have. The Iron Throne. The world will never see her coming. But they will feel her magic burn.

||Complete|| In a Westeros trembling on the edge of civil war, Thalassa Celtigar arrives at court as the new lady-in-waiting to Rhaenyra Targaryen. Proud, cunning, and bound by loyalty to the Realm's Delight, Thalassa steps into a world where whispers kill faster than blades, and every smile hides a threat. With House Hightower scheming to place Aegon on the Iron Throne, Rhaenyra's claim grows ever more precarious, and Thalassa becomes her most trusted weapon in the shadows. But the greatest victories are the ones never fought. Tasked with ensuring Rhaenyra's rise without plunging the realm into dragonfire and ruin, Thalassa wages a war of diplomacy and deception-winning hearts, silencing threats, and reshaping the court from within. At her side stands Prince Daemon Targaryen: husband, ally, and weapon. Together, they are a storm cloaked in velvet, too dangerous to challenge, too essential to cast aside. As the crown draws near and enemies close in, Thalassa must outmaneuver a realm teetering on the edge of war. But in a world built on lies and loyalties, the greatest danger may not be losing the game-but what she's willing to sacrifice to win it.