Lily Lawson had one obsession since 2009: The Vampire Diaries. While the world chased after Elena Gilbert's tragic beauty, Lily dreamed -she wanted to be Caroline Forbes She even joked that if reincarnation were real, she'd manifest herself into the Vampire Diaries universe as Caroline, far away from Elena's endless doom. Then life and death intervened. A freak lab explosion ended her life. But death wasn't the end. Waking up with honey-blonde waves, piercing blue eyes, and a voice that could charm anyone, Lily realizes her wish came true: she's Caroline Forbes in Mystic Falls. Armed with her foreknowledge of every twist and betrayal, she's ready to change fate, protect those she loves and claim the life she always deserved. Because this time, Caroline Forbes isn't playing by the script. And heaven help anyone who tries to stop her.

Allison Martin was a girl and she's a psychopath, She went to hell, and then she found herself in The Vampire Diaries, What does she do when she gets a second chance.

Born as the second son of Baelor Breakspear, Matarys Targaryen would hold the fate of the Targaryen family in his hands. Born to the Greatest King who never was, what would he do to save his father from his dreadful fate? Anything. Even kinslaying.

Blood is what connects most beings. It connects people through time, it can unite a knight, and a revolutionary that were born almost 2 millennia apart. The blood they share connects them even in their immortal state. This is the story of the Red Dragon Coven, and surprise, surprise it is a love story.

We all know how the story goes, Jon Snow was supposed to be brought back after dying at Castle Black's mutiny, participating in battle for the Dawn and all that. But what if Ned Stark had a bastard daughter too ?, one born in 280 AC shortly before the Rebellion started, one who cared for Jon deeply and followed him to the Wall by settling in Mole's town. What if she found out he was dead, but instead of letting Melisandre desecrate his body and soul by bringing him back through her monster God, she stopped her and made sure he rested in peace ?. Witness as Alarin Snow becomes Alarin the Primal Wolf, the High Magnarra of the North and the one who changes the North forever.

A League prophecy foretells that the one who survives the sword of Ra's al Ghul will become the next Ra's al Ghul, a legend thought impossible until a mission in Beacon Hills goes wrong. When an ordinary human survives a mortal strike meant to be fatal, Ra's claims him as his unwilling successor. To protect everyone he loves, the boy agrees to disappear and submit to the League until succession is complete. Drawn into a world ruled by blood and tradition, he becomes the center of a legacy built on endurance, reopening old wounds for Nyssa al Ghul and setting the League on a path it may not survive. All Characters belong to their respective creators.

a Kryptonian that just so happened to land on Apokolips. This is experimental and I just want to see what people think of it

Rhaegar Royce-Targaryen was never supposed to exist. Born in secret at Runestone in the Vale, the only son of Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce, he was the product of a single drunken wedding night - a child his father never acknowledged, raised entirely by a mother who was too proud to ask for anything from the man who had abandoned her. Lady Rhea gave him her grey eyes, her bronze stubbornness, and her name before his father's. She gave him Runestone. She gave him everything. When she died, he inherited it all - the castle, the title, the Vale lordship - and ruled it capably at seventeen with her cousin Gerold Royce at his side. He did not think of King's Landing. He did not think of dragons or thrones or the silver-haired family that had never once thought of him. He was, in every way that mattered, a Royce. And then the King's invitation arrived.

She went to sleep as a woman bound in marriage, and woke as a girl bound in grief. With years of betrayal, love, and ruin burned into her memory, Rhaenyra Targaryen rises anew, determined to twist fate itself beneath her wings.