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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 | 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 by Xx_Esoteric_xX
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𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙪𝙣, 𝙉𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨, 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨, 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙚." "𝙋𝙖𝙪𝙡, 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨!" "𝙈𝙖𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨?"he whispers. "𝙉𝙤, 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙. 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮." Princess Nadira Corrino was born to inherit the Imperium, liberate Arrakis, and usher in an age untouched by blood. Paul Atreides sees that future. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙩. He will not kneel beside her throne. He will not remain her consort. For his soul-fire, he will murder every bond, extinguish every escape, and become the eternal Spice Emperor. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨.
The Slytherin Royals... again  by MaxineLane
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Kallista Emrys was born into the ruthless world of pure-blood high society. As one of the last living descendants of Merlin - the greatest wizard of all time - the weight of her family name comes with impossible expectations, constant scrutiny, and a legacy she never asked for. When Kally starts at Hogwarts, she quickly learns the kind of hatred that follows anyone sorted into Slytherin. Surrounded by fellow pure-blood heirs burdened with their own family expectations, she finally finds people who understand her... until one infuriatingly arrogant - and undeniably handsome - blond boy becomes the distraction she never saw coming. Or... A rewrite of The Slytherin Royals featuring altered plotlines, a reimagined Yule Ball, darker more mature (wink wink) tensions, and, most importantly, enemies-to-lovers instead of friends-to-lovers.
The strange egg by freshunknowndream
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Daemon and his wife Laena had an argument, leading him to fly off on his dragon until he felt a pull to dragon den. Being the fearless man , he went head first into the cave even when his dragon tried to stop him. He searched the cave before he came across a rare egg, maybe the only one to ever be found or laid. It was black and gold. Daemon felt the pull to the egg, so he took it he had no idea why it called to him. He became protective over the egg, and so did his dragon. what will happen when the egg hatches? what will Daemon do when his brother wishes to see the egg before it hatches? I don't own the house of the dragon that belongs to the amazing authors, and the photos are from google. I only have my oc.
THE SOUL'S EXCHANGE by AnjaniManda8
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In the realm of fire and blood, where dragons dance and ambition burns bright, two souls entwine in a fate forged by destiny's hand. Sitara Evangeline Potters-Black, mistress of death, lies on the precipice of childbirth, her essence flickering like a candle in the dark. In another life, Alicent Hightower, duty-bound and unfulfilled, faces her own peril in the throes of labor. As the veil between worlds thins, the gods intervene, trading their souls amidst the agony of creation-a rebirth wrapped in shadow. Awakening as Alicent Hightower, Sitara finds herself entangled in a web of power and rivalry, her heart heavy with the echoes of her past. Married to King Viserys Targaryen, she soon realizes that his love has waned, replaced by a growing affection for his daughter Rhaenyra. As their bond flourishes, Alicent's spirit wilts, suffocated by the weight of duty and a marriage steeped in disinterest. Yet, in the depths of her despair, a flicker of magic ignites within her-a dangerous gift that allows her to whisper the ancient tongues of dragons. Amidst the court's treachery and whispered betrayals, Alicent's path intertwines with that of Daemon Targaryen, the king's fierce brother. Initially adversaries in a deadly game of ambition, their hearts are drawn together, igniting a slow-burning flame that defies the boundaries of loyalty and duty. In the shadows of the Red Keep, passion blooms like a rose among thorns, a forbidden romance fraught with peril. In a world where every choice could lead to ruin, the stakes have never been higher. With the specter of death lurking, and alliances shifting like sand, can Alicent rise as a beacon of hope, or will she succumb to the darkness that seeks to claim her? The Dance of the Dragons beckons, and with it, the chance for redemption-or destruction. Rankings #1 in alicenthightower #1 in Houseofthedragon #1 in daemontargaryen
Dance Prodigy (ii) by dance-99
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(Book Two) At the age of ten, 'Eden-Rose' is now a world renowned name. Watch as she juggles between her growing fame and her personnel life. Dance Moms: Season 3 (incomplete)
The Angel of Small Heath by dance-99
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The Angel of Small Heath...trapped by the Devil. Thomas Shelby a man who played God... Who met his Angel at a young age and decided to never let her go. I Pity the fool who ever tries to take her away from him... Pre-WW1 Season 1
(2) Dracarys (D. Malfoy) by Lone-wolf-fanfics
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Year Three of Hogwarts begins. Daenerys has grown since her first year, personally and physically. She's turning into a beautiful young woman, she is also starting to understand and trust who she is and what she is. But a new year brings new troubles, and more than ever Dani is dragged into trouble at Hogwarts.
Death Becomes Her by KayeM0412
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After the Battle of New York, another visitor falls to Earth, unconscious and alone. She remembers only her name, not how she got here. Loki and Thor seem to know who she is. But even to them... She was only a bedtime story.
Blossoming Shadows by KayeM0412
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Lying on the front doorstep was a basket, holding a small baby with the beginning of black curled locks. The baby's aura flared as Bellatrix stepped closer and she fell to her knees in awe of the power and strength. So...Dark... it was beautiful. Needing to see her new Lord or Lady, the Black witch shifted to hover over the basket, noticing the pink knitted blanket and the yellowed envelope. "My Lady..." Bellatrix whispered reverently, dragging the pad of her thumb up her delicate cheekbone.