Eléa Targaryen of House Stark and House Targaryen. The daughter of King Aegon Targaryen the Conqueror and Queen Lilyanna Stark the last Princess of the North. The Spring Princess, Stormbringer, Mother of Wolves and Dragons, Queen-Beyond-The-Wall, White Viper of Sandspear, Black Lioness of Casterly Rock, Blue Lily of Highgarden, Winter Rose of Winterfell, The Goddess of the North. [ GAME OF THRONES ] [ FAN FICTION ] Pronunciation: E-leia like from Star Wars & Wall-E [WARNING: Multi-ship Love Interests] DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN GAME OF THRONES, EXCEPT THE ONES I'VE CREATED. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE IMAGES BEING USED IN THIS BOOK AS WELL. I ONLY OWN SOME OF THE PLOT AND MY CHARACTERS. Ranks: #1 in winteriscoming 4/7/2019 #1 in AegonTargaryen 7/11/2019 #1 in Cersei 6/22/2020 #1 in Tyrion 7/21/2020 #3 in Cersei 2/8/2019 #3 in Direwolf 2/18/2020 #3 in Asoiaf 11/23/2021 #4 in Rhaenys 5/17/2019 #6 in GOT 6/26/2020 #7 in Martell 10/23/2020 #11 in jonsnow 12/29/2025 #14 in GameofThrones 7/14/2022 #68 in maturethemes 11/16/2021

Stunning and newly divorced, Jade Abara is living a peaceful life happily avoiding the male species to the best of her ability. But due to her circumstances and catching the eyes of two handsome strangers, things are about to change.

They never should have let her live. jaime lannister / oc post robert's rebellion au stellangios © CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN.

She never asked to be a seer. She never asked to carry visions that tear pieces of her away each time she looks into the dark. But when Gandalf brings Maureen to Thorin Oakenshield, she finds herself bound to thirteen dwarves and one stubborn King who swears she is under his protection. From the gold-lit halls of Erebor to the shadowed forests of Mirkwood, Maureen walks a road filled with visions of blood, fire, and loss. Every glimpse into the future shows her the same unbearable truth: Thorin's death. Yet the closer she draws to him, the harder it becomes to let go. Thorin has weathered exile, fire, and battle-but nothing shakes him like the woman fate has placed in his path. She is fire and defiance, tenderness and steel, and though she insists her gift will one day destroy her, he refuses to surrender her to prophecy. Not to Azog, not to kings who would bargain for her, not even to the madness of his own gold-sickness. As kingdoms clash, armies gather, and dragon-fire burns, a bond forged between King and Seer may be the only thing strong enough to defy fate itself. But can love endure when prophecy demands sacrifice? A tale of destiny, devotion, and the fierce love that can turn the tide of war-Maureen and Thorin's story will break your heart and heal it, leaving you breathless until the last page.

GoT spin-off with my own OC warning: this wil be a gxg one so... --- Prologue - The Girl With No Name Long before the world would know her as a queen. Before dragons bowed their heads. Before songs were written of her victories. There was only a girl in the shadows. The assassins of **Braavos** did not believe in mercy. They believed in discipline. In silence. In death. The guild was older than most kingdoms. A network of killers hidden beneath temples, taverns, and merchant houses across **Essos**. Those who entered rarely left. Children were taken young. Names erased. Identities stripped away. Only skill mattered. Nymeria had been brought there when she was five. She did not remember the people who sold her. Only fragments remained in her memory. Sunlight. Sand. A woman's voice singing. Dark eyes like her own. And fire. Always fire. --- ---The Training--- The guild masters noticed her quickly. Not because she was the strongest. But because she was relentless. She was faster than the older children. More patient. More observant. She did not rush. She waited. Watched. Calculated. If another trainee swung wildly with a blade, Nymeria would step aside and strike their ribs with brutal precision. If they attacked with anger, she disarmed them. If they hesitated, she struck. By twelve she was already sparring with grown assassins. By fourteen she had her first contract. A corrupt merchant in **Pentos**. She killed him in silence. A dagger through the throat while he slept. Clean. Efficient. Emotionless. The guild masters approved. But there were whispers about her. Not about her skill. About her blood. ---

This is a series of one-shot stories that were requested from tumblr!

Red was a rather tall, athletic, red-skinned demon with a gigantic indestructible right hand. She stood at a staggering 6 foot 4 inches. She was the tallest amongst her teammates. Her normally long, thick hair was wrapped up in a messy top bun just above her small grown horns. She awkwardly flicked her bright yellow eyes around the room, noticing the tense stares. "So much for a nice greeting." She grumbled to herself. Impressive ranks: #1 Bruce Banner #1 Banner #1 Hellboy #1 Hellgirl #1 Mark Ruffalo #1 Hulk #1 Thor #1 Loki Laufeyson #1 Incredible Hulk #1 Genderbender 1.0k July 2022 15.0k September 2022 30.0k January 2023 50.0k February 2023 80.0k June 2024 [The Avengers & Hellboy/girl] [Bruce Banner love story] Started: May 2022 Finished: July 2022 Edited: August 2023 ©Sewersidegirl666 | All rights to Avengers belong to Marvel and Hellboy/girl to Dark Horse comics.

He was gigantic. The 7'0 monster of a man towered over her, even though he was sitting. Bright cyan eyes gazed down at her unreadably. He gestured with his large fingers for her to come closer. She'd anxiously waddle up to him. His bare chest was on full display. Long, complex tattoos covered his right peck and entire arm. A language she didn't understand was written all along it. She was squeezing her thighs together and studying his manly appearance like a whimpering dog in heat. She could only squeal when he settled his hands on her hips and hauled her onto his lap. ------------------------ Suffering from severe amnesia, a woman wakes up cold and alone in a forest. She doesn't know where she is, how she got here, or who she even is. She's fortunate that a nearby community finds her and takes her in, where she meets a silent and... clingy... brute.

Darla Simmons, a special woman- both in music and spirituality- rolls into Chicago just in time to meet the infamous, dangerous, bad boys- Smoke and Stack. Falling in love with one was a given, but falling in love with two was unexpected. Follow the journey of Darla as she navigates spicy affairs with the SmokexStack Twins and the trouble they bring. As time passes, the twins' run in Chicago is nearing an end, and they're ready to head back home to build something new. Darla is stuck with difficult decisions as she realizes she shares the boys' hearts with two women back home. What can a girl do? Should she leave behind everything to go with them, when there is no guarantee she'll be chosen or end the relationship knowing it was a magical affair. She wonders if she was just a placeholder-a trophy to hang on their arms and warm their bed. Or did she mean something more divine?