After an injury halts her Olympic figure skating dream, Talia Graham disappears to New York, convinced she's left her past behind. Until a knock at the door brings her half-brother-and a blond she never thought she'd need. Dean Di Laurentis doesn't do girlfriends and he certainly doesn't focus on one girl-at least not intentionally. Disclaimer: I do not own the "Off Campus" series or any of its characters. All rights belong to the original creators. I only own my original character, Talia and her storyline.

She doesn't chase hockey players. Unfortunately, one refuses to stop chasing her. •*⁀➷ IN WHICH... Catalina Morales - Brair University's untouchable princess, daughter of Brair Alumni and NHL legend Enzo Morales, and the girl everyone strives to be - doesn't spare Dean Di Laurentis the time of day or... Dean Di Laurentis, Briar University's playboy, can't understand why Catalina wants nothing to do with him.

"Our ancestors Lord Oscar Tully and Princess Elaena Velaryon were so in love with one another, that Elaena told him if he died in war, she would follow him." Catelyn Stark told her daughters. Sansa gasped. "We are related to a princess?" "Yes, Elaena was the only living daughter of Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen." Catelyn laughed. Oscar Tully x oc House of the dragon

Elaine Targaryen, the youngest daughter of Alicent and Viseris, is one of the most innocent women. What could possibly happen if Alicent orders her brother ser Gwayne Hightower to guard her?

At Briar University, beauty gets you attention. Money gets you power. And arrogance gets you everything else. Cora Heart has all three. With her late-night parties, designer boots, sharp tongue, and complete inability to care about anyone but herself, she's become just as dangerous as the hockey players ruling Briar's social scene. Guys want her. Girls want to be her. And Cora couldn't care less about either. Then she meets Dean Di Laurentis. Golden boy. Hockey star. Professional heartbreaker. The problem? Dean is the first person who feels less like a game and more like a mirror.

The dragons were dead. The blood of the dragon ran thin. But in the veins of Daena Blackfyre, the fire never went out. An exile with the scent of Eastern Cities on her skin and the shroud of a fallen rebellion in her shadow, Daena has spent a lifetime turning her scars into a suit of armour. Yet, she does not return to Westeros to claim a throne, but to harvest a debt. She is a woman of mystery, whispers and secrecy. A mistress of compacts and blood rites. In a world of loud men, she is the silent architect of ruin, a weaver of fates who knows that the world is merely a web and will is the hand that pulls the strings. And the will of the Gods must be followed. But even a weaver can be ensnared. In Prince Aerion Targaryen, she finds her mirror and her match, a man of wildfire and madness who seeks to own the very shadow that haunts him. He is the entitlement she despises and the fire she craves. Bound first by blood and courtly nearness and later by something far more perilous, their fates coil together like twin strands of smoke. A match that threatens to incinerate both West and East. A flame that will consume the very line of succession. A flame perfect to burn the woods and pave the path for The One to walk. ⪻────∘☽𖤓☾∘────⪼ The slow-burn is gonna burn so be prepared!!! There is lots of political drama, heavy religious themes, complex and dark romance, mature topics and things readers may find distressing!!

Laena Targaryen, twin sister of Aerion Brightflame, was promised to their cousin Valarr. The marriage was arranged to strengthen the dragon line. Only she knew the truth. It was her father Maekar's, desperate attempt to separate what should never have been close. It was his way of keeping his children from destroying themselves and surely taking the entire realm down with them. And if that weren't burden enough, forces older than faith send her visions that burned her from the inside.

In the frozen North, Juelle Frostmere has always found solace in the freedom her noble birth allows her - hunting, sparring, and the quiet companionship of Cregan, her father's only bastard son and lifelong friend. But when Aerion Targaryen, heir to the dragon blood, arrives at her name day, everything she knows about loyalty, love, and power is challenged. In a world where fire meets ice, can hearts endure the flames? This is a fanfiction set in the world of Westeros, featuring completely fictional houses and characters created for this story. Any resemblance to established lore is coincidental.

Where Aerion burned outward, Aeralieth burned inward. Where he demanded the world's gaze, she learned to move unseen. Two halves of the same fire, shaped differently but born from the same spark. Aerion Targaryen x original character Aeralieth Targaryen This is a slow burn, but I'm not gonna drag chapters out with useless foder, so it won't be too far away for the juicy stuff to happen i pinky swear. AERALIETH PRONOUNCIATION: Air-ah-lie-eth

Dean Di Laurentis has always had a way out of trouble. Charm the professor. Sweet talk the coach. Flash a grin and let the world bend to his will. Except this time, it doesn't. With three failing classes and his hockey career on the line, Dean needs Bs and he needs them fast. Anastasia Miller needs a way to finally break free from the toxic ex she can't seem to stop going back to. A fake relationship seems like the perfect solution. Dean gets the help he needs to keep playing hockey and Anastasia gets a boyfriend convincing enough to keep her ex away. The plan is simple. Fake the dates. Fake the kisses. Keep things strictly business. The only problem is that the more time they spend pretending, the harder it becomes to remember what's real.