Arabella Malik, the lethal American mob boss's daughter. The beauty of the nineteen-year-old was well-known. Her hourglass figure and glowing grey eyes-which mirrored her father's, had practically everyone praising the ground she walked on. Arabella was a sweet, soft-hearted woman. Although she was also recognised as the best assassin and seductress in the underworld. Not only did her appearance attract men and women's notice, but she also managed to capture the attention of her father's business partner's son. Roman Agnello, the heir to the Italian Mafia. The twenty-year-old was every bit as ruthless as everyone alleged he was. Like his soul, his heart was cold and empty. Roman had no emotions or feelings for anything or anyone. But that all changed when his gaze fell on the seductress herself. And when he discovered the forbidden fruit, his soul begged him to take a bite. ~ ~ Highest Rankings #4 ChickLit - NOV 2021 #1 College Student - JAN 2022 #1 Forbidden Romance - JULY & OCT 2022 #2 Teen Romance - SEP 2022

OFFICIAL WATTPAD ENGLISH TRANSLATION Sucker for adventures, Zein and her friends try to find Hell University to satisfy their curiosity... Little did they know that once they enter that place, there is no turning back. *** Tight-bonded and adventurous, Zein Shion and her friends embark on a journey to find the elusive Hell University. Despite the doubts forming in her mind, she joins the search and enters what seems to be an abandoned school. However, things take a turn when they discover that there's no way out of that place. Forced to survive in an environment where anyone can be killed at any point, Zein is pushed to make a choice. Will she choose to uncover the mysteries of Hell University and put the monstrosities to a stop? Or will she play it safe and try to keep her and her friends alive?

Princess Rhaelyra Velaryon was never meant for a quiet life. Silver-haired, sharp-minded, and born of old Valyrian blood, she was promised young to Prince Aerion Targaryen - Brightflame, a man the realm fears almost as much as it reveres. To most, Aerion is unstable. Dangerous. Too proud of the dragon he believes lives inside him. But with Rhaelyra... he is something else entirely. Devoted. Possessive. Obsessed. She is the only one he listens to, the only one he cannot bear to lose - his queen, his anchor, and in his eyes, something dangerously close to divine. As they travel to the Ashford tourney, politics sharpen, rivalries rise, and watchful eyes follow their every move. Knights gather, alliances shift, and whispers about the Targaryen prince and his silver queen grow louder by the day. Yet beneath the spectacle lies a deeper tension - one neither crown nor marriage can fully contain. Because loving a dragon is never simple. And being loved like one can be even more dangerous.

❝𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞ History will speak of how much ruin the Targaryen civil war brought to Westeros just as much as they will speak of the sun and moon that aimed to put an end to it. - Aemond Targaryen x OC - House of the Dragon, Canon Divergent | This fanfiction is intended for personal use only. Please do not copy, distribute, or translate this work without the author's explicit permission. | Rankings: - #1 on "gameofthrones" (12/17/22) - Formerly - #1 on "canondivergence" (01/14/23) - Formerly - #1 on "gameofthrones" (01/16/23) - Formerly - #1 on "houseofthedragon" (01/27/23)

She was a young lady that was loved by everyone He was a drunk king that was hated by everyone But apparently they were match made in haven Their marriage was nothing more than a political arrangement, a union sealed by the demands of the crown, not the desires of the heart. To Aegon II, Alessandra was meant to be nothing more than a silent, dutiful young wife, a figure to stand at his side and little else. But from the moment she entered his life, she defied every expectation. With quiet strength and unwavering grace, she challenged him in ways no one dared. She became his greatest passion, the steady flame that tempered his recklessness and silenced the whispers that called him unfit to rule. Under her influence, the king the realm once scorned became a sovereign worth following, not because of his crown, but because of the woman who stood beside it. Yet the gods weave strange and dangerous threads. Alessandra's kindness, her beauty, and the warmth she offered so freely would ripple far beyond the man she vowed to love. And in the shadowed halls of the Red Keep, even a queen's light can cast shadows long enough to lead other hearts into darkness... Aegon II Targaryen X Alessandra (OC) *all the credits except for my oc's go to George R. R. Martin and Ryan Condal

"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."

*Formerly His Desire* "You think you want me, but I don't think you could handle what I would do to you." His stare is relentless. I smooth my hands down over my nightdress, feeling his words glide across my skin. "I could..." "I'm not sure I would be the kind, gentle lover your sweet Caspian would be," he warns quietly. ----- As a Princess, Kiva is always in danger. So much so, one night, her home is broken into, where it is revealed her attempted killer is her mate. Before she has a chance to speak to him, he vanishes into the night. For her protection, a dark and dangerous mercenary is ordered to keep guard of her, and as time passes, Kiva finds herself desiring him more and more. All while trying to find her elusive mate, and deny feelings for a man who may lead her right to the truth.

Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.