For centuries, the sun has never risen over the Night Court. Once, the Sun Goddess and the ruler of Night ruled in balance-until love turned into betrayal, and a curse shattered both kingdoms. The night was left to wither in darkness, and the sun began to fade with it. Every hundred years, the Sun Court sends one chosen to restore what was lost... or die trying. Lunaria was never meant to be chosen. A simple florist with the weakest of powers, she has spent her life growing flowers, far from the politics of the Solivelle Court. But when the king summons her for the Trials, the truth she was never meant to know comes to light-she is not a commoner, but a hidden princess, sent as punishment for her mother's past. Now forced into a deadly trial she was never prepared for, Lunaria must compete against the strongest of her kingdom. And across the divide, the Night Court sends their own. Vaeryn, the silent and feared prince of Umbryth, is said to be the last remnant of a dying power. Cold, dangerous, and hiding secrets of his own, he is everything Lunaria has been taught to fear. But as the trials begin, something is wrong. The power they seek is not lost. It is buried. And only those who carry both light and darkness will survive long enough to awaken it. In a world where love once destroyed the sun, history may be ready to repeat itself.

The Kingdom of Ruin Book One of the Ruined Realms Saga For over a century, Ria has lived in the Mortal Realm-hidden from the crown that once was hers, and from the male who stole it. When a deadly encounter forces her into the hands of a silent, ink-marked warrior with a power darker than legend, everything begins to shift. Now making her way across the fractured lands of Elyndor-the land of the Fae-Ria must navigate ancient kingdoms, twisted alliances, and a world that she no longer remembers-but one that may still need her. As secrets surface and enemies draw closer, she's pulled toward a fate written in blood and flame... and toward a bond she never expected. Her heart is pulled in two directions and yet there is only one path. In a realm where trust is dangerous and power is never given freely, Ria must decide what she's willing to become to reclaim what was taken. And who she's willing to make a deal with, even if it means trusting the most feared King Elyndor has ever known. *********************** "She is the key to a forgotten throne. He is the weapon no one dares name." "In a realm of fire and lies, only the shadows remember the truth." "He isn't fire. He's something worse. And he just chose her." "She's the heir to a kingdom. He's the end of one." "Power like his was meant to be buried. But fate has other plans."

The Kingdom of Rising Book Two of the Ruined Realms Saga Five months after the war, Ria stands among the ruins she fought to reclaim. Her kingdom is rising again - stone by stone, heart by heart - but peace is proving far more dangerous than war ever was. The prophecy that once whispered hope now dictates their path, and its fulfillment may demand more than they are willing to give. To see it through, the fractured kingdoms must unite-and an unexpected, otherworldly ally appears in their midst: Eli, an angel whose loyalty carries a cost none can measure. Yet as they race to fulfill destiny, Varian moves in secret to shatter it, his reach closer than anyone suspects. Together, Ria and her companions must hunt for a weapon powerful enough to kill an angel - a relic said to be hidden on an island that most believe a myth. But as villages burn and shadows move in the cracks between alliances, one traitor is caught... and another still hides among them. Amid the growing storm, Ria's bond with Nikolai - the Umbra Kyrios, feared king of TharVhal and the male fate bound her to - is pushed to its breaking point. Secrets fester between them, truths neither dares to speak, and the line between love and ruin blurs with every heartbeat. The Kingdom of Rising is a story of power and passion, of betrayal and unyielding love - where the light itself must bow to the shadows to survive.

After one of the bloodiest battles in fae history, where a betrayal rocked the Light Court, Elora finds herself in a terrible position. To take the crown she was born to she must find a Consort to rule at her side. Tradition requires her to hold a tournament and allow Lords and Ladies from across the Isle to compete for her hand. Even if that means opening their doors to those of the opposing Court and coming face-to-face with family of the man who betrayed her brother. Without knowing who she can trust or how she will ever make a decision Elora is torn between making the right choice for her Court and the enigmatic Lord she has vowed to hate. With prophecies, notes, and an unknown power at her fingertips she soon realises that someone saw her on the battlefield that day and knows the truth about what happened. Siblings parted by centuries, One that will break us, Another that frees. A coming together to signal the end, One betrayed by a lover, One betrayed by a friend. ACOTAR X Reign Based on the ONC prompt: 96. "Was this a game to you?" Secondary prompts: 18. There was something inside me that wouldn't stop until the whole world was blood. 39. "Fine, make me your villain." - From 'Shadow and Bone' by Leigh Bardugo #ONC22 #tsc22 Featured on Wattpad @Fantasy June 2022

In a world where humans and elves had always lived in harmony, a prophecy was made that an evil power would arise and bring the ruin of the human kingdom. Blinded by fear, the human race turned against the elves and the animosities that followed were to transform their kingdoms. Ines is a woman living in a man's world. No one in the army knows her true identity, and she'd rather keep it that way. Unbeknownst to her, though, someone has already found out her secret and her time is running out. She will have to uncover the truth behind the prophecy and her past that are slowly rising to the surface, and hope she is not too late. . . . . . '𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖞.' '𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚?' . . . . . Highest ranking #4 in Medieval (28/06/2022) Highest ranking #4 in War (21/09/2023) Highest ranking #1 in FantasyAdventure (03/03/2026)

A myth, a legend, a pirate captain, feared around the world, but somehow unknown to everyone. The story tells that anyone who dared to cross the ship The Serpent's Medallion was killed instantly, with no victims to pass the story on, leaving the ships to sink down into the deep dark depths with all the victims on it.... After spreading fear around the world, the Captain finally returns to Nassau to see old friends, make enemies and get her heart and feelings awoken by an unknown man. Captain Charles Vane x Captain Naida Jones (OC) #Black Sails [Highest Ranking] [#1 Charles Vane] [#1 BlackSails] [#1 Edward Teach] [#1 Jack Rackham] [#1 Anne Bonny] [#1 Billy Bones]

Jack and Annette team up with Elizabeth and Will's son Henry and an astronomer named Carina in order to search for the Trident of Poseidon. They have to survive the grips of death from one of Jack's old enemies, Salazar, who has a long-standing goal to kill Jack. Based on Dead Men Tell No Tales I only own Annette, everything else is owned by Disney. Jack Sparrow x OC 5/6

Naerys Velaryon is the daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon and the older twin sister of Jace Velaryon. Unlike her brothers, Naerys has all the attributes of a Targaryen, silver-gold hair and violet eyes. Her brothers inherited the genes from their great-grandmother's side of the Baratheon family. Naery's dragon egg has not hatched. Which makes her a target for certain people. Follow Naerys as she navigates her life and realises her dreams. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own HotD, Fire and Blood or A Song of Ice and Fire. All characters and credits for those go to George R.R. Martin. I only own my OC's and their storyline.

Ahsoka Velaryon. Unlike her brothers Jacaerys, Lucaerys, and Joffery. Ahsoka was born with stark white hair that was incredibly thick and coarse, eyes so striking it was said to look at them was like staring at Amethyst, and tinted skin kissed by the sun. Just like her father. Her true father. The realm knows her to be the only trueborn child of Laenor Velaryon and Rhaenyra Targaryen. Mistreated and scrutinized by her mother, who favors her bastard brothers. For she is the daughter of duty and honor while her brothers are the sons love and choice. Young Ahsoka tries so hard to prove she's worthy of her mother's love. To show her that she's not just a duty that she had to perform. She's not a burden that was laid to her breast. She was her daughter. Her only daughter. Her first born. Is Ahsoka strong enough to play the Game of Thrones? Maybe with the help of a certain One-Eye prince. AemondxOC Published before Season 2 Rankings I've received 🥹 #1 hotd #1 Jacaerys #1 Laenor #1 Velaryon #1 AemondxOC #2 Iron Throne #3 got #3 Aemond Targaryen

'What about the shape of my body makes me incapable of rule? did you strike down King Jaehaerys the conciliator when his body grew frail from age? No. Did you strike down King Aenys in his illness? No. Did you strike down King Viserys when his arm was claimed? No. So why now do you deny me for the body I inhabit? Regardless, what you think of me. I am Visenya Of House Targaryen and Velaryon. I am the daughter of Ser Laenor Velaryon. The granddaughter and Heir of Lord Corlys Velaryon, the great Sea Snake and captain of the Velaryon fleet. Granddaughter of Princess Rhaeyns Targaryen. The Granddaughter of Queen Aemma Arynn and King Viserys Targaryen. I am the daughter of our rightful Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen. The blood that flows inside my body is that of the Conqueror Aegon Targaryen, and of his bride and my own namesake, Visenya the first. I am not by any means the heir any of you desired, but I am your heir regardless. And my body, as womanly as it is, is no sign of weakness, no sign of frailty, nor is it a right to deny me the birthright you would so happily hand my brother. I am Visenya Targaryen, Second of her name, Heir to the Iron Throne! Bow... or burn.'