After a long and painful chemotherapy with noting but death at its end, Ann awakes under cruelest pain in a unfamiliar bed. While she just gave birth to a little baby. There is a breathtaking handsome man, who asserts to be her husband and a small boy with black hair who seems to be her son. While the people around her talk about a loss of memory Ann finds out what happened to her. It may sound ridiculous but it seems she landed in the world of her favourite book series. However the story of Harry Potter, the boy who lived, didn't start yet. Or in the near future. Because her little son who watches her with fear from the edge of her bed is nobody else but Sirius Black and the child she just gave birth to is Regulus Black. That makes her Walburga Black. She is purebloody fucked! The story comes alone from me, but the world is from Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Part 7 of the Times Saga. The books can be read independent from each other.

Mercy has always seen things others couldn't-visions of death, whispers of magic-but nothing prepares her for the chaos she finds surrounding Klaus Mikaelson. When Mercy is pulled into his world she never expects to find a home-let alone in the heart of the fractured, dangerous Mikaelson family. Haunted by visions and hunted by a rising evil, she becomes their unlikely ally... and Klaus's unexpected weakness. Bound to an ancient power she doesn't understand-with war brewing and past sins returning with vengeance, Mercy must choose between survival and sacrifice. But love, power, and fate are never simple-and when death calls her name, she has no choice but to answer. A story of found family, dark magic, fated mates, impossible choices, and the girl who became the heart of the Originals. *Will be available on a03 and Inkitt soon!*

"She has no heartbeat," Superman says. "That's because she's dead," Batman says. "But she's also alive." "How is that possible?" Flash asks. "Because she's a ghost," Batman says. "She was a part of Project Ec." ... Join Spook on her adventure with the team as she hides her secret of being a half ghost. Start: January 7, 2017 Finish: March 5, 2018 Book 1 of 3 Book 1 ~ Ominous Book 2 ~ Supey and Spooky Book 3 ~

𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒙 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 Worlds away, long ago King Caspian fell in love with Eldora. Together they ruled the kingdom of Narina, and were beloved by their citizens. But their rule didn't last long. That was the one time Aleksander Morozova loved. That was the one time Aurora Popov Loved. Lovers separated by time and worlds apart. That was what they thought, at least. That time was centuries ago, countless names have been spoken from their lips, but which ones matter in the end in this new world? What happens when light and dark met again? Will their love be the same after all these centuries?

❝𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽❞ "This is the story of how I died Don't worry, this is actually a very beautiful story And the truth is, it isn't even mine This is the story of a girl named Nymeria And it starts with a summer snow" - Jon Snow Game of Thrones [TV] Season 1 ✔ Season 2 ✔ Season 3 ✔ Season 4 ✔ Season 5 ✔ Season 6 ✔ Season 7 ✔ Season 8 ✔ Highest Rankings: #1 in #gotfanfic [4/19/24] #1 in #jonsnow [5/1/24] #1 in #georgerrmartin and #grrm [1/12/25] #1 in #mormont [1/12/25] #3 in #oc [4/29/24] #2 in #gameofthrones [4/25/24] #2 in #stark [12/17/2024] --- Disclaimers: I do not own Game of Thrones, any of the characters or the plot. All rights go to the appropriate parties. I own my OC and her plotline.

"Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle" "I can't let you go now that I got it" An Addams and a reanimated inventor who hates her family. What a strange pairing. Wednesday Season 2 Isaac Night x Female OC

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023

After centuries of silence and a summons from Gandalf with no explanation, Ana Jackson leaves Atlantis behind to walk the quiet roads of Middle-earth. But even the Shire's green hills hide shadows, and every step brings her closer to a company-and a destiny-she never expected. Book Series in Order: Princess of the Sea Lady of the Sea <= You are here Queen of the Sea Rise of a Kingdom Coming Soon Coming Soon

Ana Jackson thought her war was over. She had fought Titans and Giants, bled for Olympus, and lost more than she ever dared to count. But peace never fit her-it left her restless, broken, and searching. When Ulmo, Lord of the Seas in another world, calls her across the tides, Ana awakens on the shores of Middle-earth. There she is given a choice: fade into obscurity, or rise as the Princess of the Sea and forge a refuge strong enough to withstand the darkness stirring across Arda. From the creation of Atlantis and its five shining rings, to alliances with Elves, Fae, Rangers, and even Camelot itself, Ana must build a realm from nothing. But power always has a cost-and the sea reflects more than calm waters. As shadows lengthen, Ana will discover that the greatest challenge is not battle, but binding divided peoples into one kingdom. For if she fails, all Middle-earth may fall with her. Percy Jackson meets Tolkien in this sweeping crossover epic of kingdoms, courage, and a reluctant queen who finds herself in the tides of destiny. Book Series in Order: Princess of the Sea <=You are here Lady of the Sea Queen of the Sea Rise of a Kingdom Coming Soon Coming Soon

Hadrian shook his head slowly. "No," he lied. He wasn't sure why he withheld the truth, but something told him to keep his past life a secret for now. "I just... woke up here." Elrond and Glorfindel exchanged a glance, silent words passing between them. "You are unlike any child we have seen before," Elrond finally said. "Your presence is... different. But there is no darkness in you. That alone is enough for us to offer you sanctuary." Hadrian exhaled, some of the tension in his body easing. Safe. He had never truly been safe before. The idea felt foreign, but not unwelcome. It was then that he finally noticed his reflection in the polished silver mirror across the room. He inhaled sharply. An elfling stared back at him. His body was smaller, more delicate, yet not frail. His ears tapered into elegant points, peeking through his unruly dark hair, which cascaded down to his shoulders in soft waves. His eyes were still the same vivid green, but they held a strange, ethereal glow, as if infused with the very magic of this world. A child again. A proper child, not the underfed, scrappy boy who had spent his youth locked away in a cupboard. Hadrian raised a trembling hand to his face, his fingers tracing over smooth skin, unblemished by scars of war and hardship. He had truly been reborn. -Takes place during The Hobbit-