They died as heroes. After defeating Lord Voldemort, Amora Potter and her twin brother Harry Potter expected peace. Instead, they were given something else. A second life. Reborn into the dangerous world of dragons, kings, and bloodlines, they awaken as the children of Queen Alicent Hightower-two heirs marked by the gods themselves. One, a prince destined for power. The other... something far more unsettling. With eyes of emerald and amethyst, Amora Targaryen is not like the others. She remembers. Not everything. Not yet. But enough to know this world is just as cruel as the last. As the court begins to fracture and whispers of prophecy and power spread, the twins become the center of something far greater than themselves. Faith. Fear. Fire. And war. Because in a kingdom where the gods have made their presence known- No one is safe. And this time? Amora will not lose everything again.

A raven sighted at night may indicate you are in need of some kind of guidance in your life. However, they are only attracted to those with a mystical aura of a chosen few. "ʟɪᴠᴀɴᴀ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ..." "ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇ sᴇʟғʟᴇss ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ..." "ɪᴛ's ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇʟғɪsʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs..." Art Does Not Belong To Me Twisted Wonderland and Solo Leveling Belongs to their rightful Creators

Natsumi was the new girl in school that was a mystery to everyone. She unfortunately catches the attention of one king of the host club who thinks the club can help her cheer up. After all she didn't wear the school uniform, had her hair covering her eyes and had this get near me and die kind of vibe. The king of said club was also interested in her because his father said she was his new sister and to take care of her. What will the host do when they find out this girl is really a ghoul and she is more than willing to kill to keep her secret? How will Natsumi keep her secret when she has to live with the very over active Tamaki and his crazy plans to make her happy?

Upon his return from the war, Tommy Shelby imposed one single rule onto his brothers: We don't speak about France. Ever. But when a ghost from his past forces her way back into his life, wrecking his illusion of peace like a cannonball, perhaps he doesn't have much of a choice. ▸ Peaky Blinders ➾ Set before Season 1 ▸ COMPLETED ©Fleur-DeLys Highest Ranking: #1 in Tommy Shelby #1 in Shelby

Anastasia Silver an young Jedi Padawan learning under Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker. Anastasia wasn't a normal force wielder, she could control and summon both Shadows & Light, a secret power only herself, Master Anakin & her Grandmaster Obi Wan knows. During a space battle Anastasia's fighter was hit during an escape attempt, Causing a malfunction on the Hyperdrive system that sent her into unknown space and into orbit of a unknown world. But something about this world, the force was pulling her towards it.

Can a common healer girl help a broken prince... Slowburn Enemies to friends to lovers Aemond Targaryen fanfiction with OC #1 in #Aemond #1 in #fireandblood #1 in #dragons #10 in #gameofthrones #3 in princess

Amyra is a witch living between Flea Bottom and the Street of Silk. She is, among other things, a healer, a soldier, an excellent dancer, an even better lover, and, through an unlikely turn of events, a recent employee of one Queen Alicent Hightower. Many might call Amyra "impulsive," but those who know her know she always has a plan, and she always exploits an opportunity. Prince Aemond Targaryen is no different. OR The Dance of Dragons if Aemond loved something other than revenge.

Born in the heart of fire and blood, Saera Velaryon, the eldest daughter and heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, was a child beloved beyond measure-a princess draped in adoration, raised to believe the Iron Throne was her birthright. The realm called her *Saera the Spoiled*, for she had never known a world where she was not treasured. But war does not spare even the most cherished. When the Dance of the Dragons erupts, the realm fractures between Black and Green. Prince Aemond Targaryen, the one-eyed rider of Vhagar, stands at the forefront of the war, a blade in the name of his mother, Queen Alicent Hightower, and his brother, King Aegon II. A warrior forged in anger, ruthless and unyielding, but was his sword ever truly theirs to start? Aemond harbors a secret-a devotion that undermines the very cause he supposedly fights for. For all his wrath and violence, his heart has been lost to Saera since childhood, bound to her by longing, by fate, by a love neither of them dared to name. When duty and desperation forced them into an marriage before the war broke, their union was meant to be a bridge between Green and Black, a political bond to quell animosity and resentment. But beneath the weight of war and betrayal, behind closed doors and whispered confessions, *love*-unyielding, undeniable-has already taken root. Their love is a treasonous thing, a flame burning between two sides sworn to destroy each other. And in the end, when the blood of kin stains the realm and dragons fall from the sky, Aemond must make a choice-his family or his wife, his crown or his heart. For what is duty when weighed against devotion? And what is a throne when set against love? _ "And then the storm broke, and the dragons danced."