Prophecy Stories

A man from another world dies and wakes as a boy in the North. A bastard named Jon Snow. But Jon Snow is no longer the quiet child of Winterfell. He remembers another life-one filled with machines, memory, and the knowledge of what's to come. With Winter on the horizon and the South already scheming, he chooses action over silence. From the black walls of the Night's Watch to the burning rivers of the Riverlands, Jon-forged anew as Daemon-will reshape Westeros with steel, fire, and foresight. He builds, he plans, he kills, and he remembers. And the game of thrones is no longer played by the rules the lords remember. A character-driven, realistic self-insert fic exploring war, prophecy, power, and the long night ahead. Probably smut in the future. 🎁 Support me or read ahead 10 chapters on Patreon: [patreon.com/jajasx222]

For eighteen years, they have known each other's names. For eighteen years, they have known they are destined to marry. For eighteen years, they have never been allowed to meet. A prophecy declared that Yuvrani Nandhini Devi Mahadevan of Chandravali and Yuvraj Rudra Veer Pratap Suryavanshi of Suryagarh are bound by fate. But the same prophecy carried a terrifying warning: If they see each other before the White Comet returns eighteen years later, one of them will die. Now the comet is returning. As destiny prepares to unite them at last, Rudra finds himself chasing the truth behind his elder brother's murder-a mystery buried beneath secrets, lies, and powerful enemies. Together, Rudra and Nandhini are drawn into a dangerous hunt for the truth, uncovering conspiracies that threaten not only their kingdoms, but the future fate intended for them. And somewhere between prophecy and reality, duty and desire, grief and healing, they discover a love far deeper than destiny itself-a bond built on unwavering trust, fierce loyalty, and a connection that feels as though their souls have always belonged to one another. A story of fate, love, royal intrigue, family bonds, hidden enemies, and two hearts destined not only to find each other-but to become each other's greatest strength.

*Before reading this book, read book 1; Anthophile: Aster* '𝔏𝔞 𝔳𝔦𝔢, 𝔠'𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔰 é𝔱𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔰.... 𝔩𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔲𝔰 𝔡𝔬𝔲𝔠𝔢, 𝔠'𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔩'𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔯... 𝔩𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔲𝔰 𝔡𝔲𝔯𝔢, 𝔠'𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔩𝔞 𝔰é𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫... 𝔩𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔲𝔰 𝔭é𝔫𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢, 𝔠'𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔲𝔵... 𝔩𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔲𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢, 𝔠'𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔳𝔞𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔰. 𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫: '𝔏𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔰... 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔞𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔟𝔶𝔢, [𝔞𝔫𝔡] 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔲𝔭 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.' "They say let bygones be bygones, but I've learned that forgetting is just an excuse for people who never paid the price." - (Name) A. Black xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban: [Mischief in Progress] Percy Jackson and the Titan's Curse: [Quest in Commence] Percy Jackson and the Battle of the Labyrinth: [X] Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire: [X] I do not own Harry Potter and PJO Chronicles, they belong to their respective authors- J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan.

Ron transmigrates into the world of his favorite dark fantasy game-and straight into the body of its first doomed villain. His opening scene? A kidnapped saintess lies beneath him, five hundred holy knights are already surrounding the building, and the game's strongest protagonist is only ten minutes away from chopping him into pieces. The system gives him two choices: 「Violate the future White Saintess, die a villain, and unknowingly save the world. 」 Or... 「Fight fate itself and survive. 」 Ron chooses to live. Using rather improper means to take away a nun's purity-how many years in prison would that earn? Looking at the nun lying before him, Ron couldn't help but seriously ponder that question! "Beautiful Miss Nun, rest assured, I have absolutely no interest in polluting your soul!" Armed with knowledge of every hidden treasure, every secret route, every overpowered exploit, and even an enhancement bug the developers never fixed, he begins rewriting the world's destiny. But surviving his scripted death is only the beginning. The repaired worldline wants him dead. A mysterious "Repairman" is correcting reality. A system unlike anything he expected is pushing him toward impossible conquest missions. And the women destined to become the world's greatest heroes... are beginning to see the infamous villain in a very different light. In a world where fate has already decided everyone's ending, Ron intends to break every rule, exploit every loophole, and turn the worst possible start into the greatest advantage. After all... If the world is just a game, then no one knows how to beat it better than the player who already cleared it.

{ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ} "ᴴᵃⁿᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰʳᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ, ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᴵ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗⁿⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ. ᴼʰ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ." ❝ i'm the daughter of venus i'm a daughter of rome defeater of thelxiepeia, the titan hyperion the firstborn misericordia in eons i will not be told what to do by some forgotten hero. ❞ #2 in Jason (August 12- September 9) #1 in Jason (August 14) Jason Grace x Fem! OC (Angsty) The Son of Neptune | All rights go to Disney Hyperion, and the incredible Rick Riordan. All I own are my own characters and separate subplots I will be adding! Again all rights go to their proper places.

Elias Gilbert was never supposed to exist. Born beneath an omen written in blood, he carries something ancient inside him - something witches cannot control and demons cannot resist. For years, the prophecy surrounding his birth was nothing more than a whispered legend. Until Elias begins to discover what he's capable of. Now Mystic Falls is filled with creatures that want something from him. Witches want him contained. Vampires want his power. And something far older has begun calling him by a name he doesn't recognize. As the line between boy, demon, and monster begins to disappear, Elias must decide what he's willing to become. Because the prophecy never said he would try to destroy the world. It said he would. And perhaps the most terrifying part... is that Elias is beginning to wonder if it was right.

Jaehaerys Targaryen should have been a scandal, a rumor, or a corpse. Instead, he becomes the impossible. Born the publicly known son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, he is sent across the Narrow Sea as an infant with Ser Arthur Dayne, seven petrified dragon eggs, and the last fragile remnants of a ruined dynasty. He grows up in exile. In dragonlore. In prophecy. In the shadow of a family torn apart before he was old enough to know it. And instead of returning to Westeros, he goes to Valyria. There, in the smoking ruins feared by the world, Jaehaerys does the impossible-he wakes dragons, masters the Doom, and begins breathing life back into the dead heart of the Freehold. Slaves are freed. Old powers stir. Daenerys Targaryen is drawn into his rising kingdom. And the boy Westeros forgot becomes something far more dangerous than a lost prince. A dragonlord. But Valyria is only the beginning. Because when Jaehaerys finally turns west, he does not come as a beggar asking for his birthright. He comes with dragons, with power, with a realm already taking shape behind him-and Westeros will have to decide whether to fear him, follow him, or burn beneath him. This is the story of exile, dragons, blood, conquest, prophecy, and the making of a king who was forged in ruin before he ever reached a throne. Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction. I do not own the canon characters, settings, or worldbuilding; all rights belong to their respective owners. This version of Jaehaerys Targaryen and the original AU elements are unique to this story.

In a world where humans and elves had always lived in harmony, a prophecy was made that an evil power would arise and bring the ruin of the human kingdom. Blinded by fear, the human race turned against the elves and the animosities that followed were to transform their kingdoms. Ines is a woman living in a man's world. No one in the army knows her true identity, and she'd rather keep it that way. Unbeknownst to her, though, someone has already found out her secret and her time is running out. She will have to uncover the truth behind the prophecy and her past that are slowly rising to the surface, and hope she is not too late. . . . . . '𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖞.' '𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚?' . . . . . Edited March, 2026 Highest ranking #4 in Medieval (28/06/2022) Highest ranking #4 in War (21/09/2023) Highest ranking #1 in FantasyAdventure (03/03/2026)

Asteria Nightshade was born into a family most wolves could only dream of. She had two siblings who alternated between protecting her and driving her insane, parents who loved each other fiercely, and a home within the walls of the Nightshade Pack-the second most powerful pack in the world. To outsiders, her life seemed perfect. And perhaps it was. The Nightshade Pack was respected across every territory. Their warriors were among the strongest, their lands among the richest, and their Alpha was known for ruling with fairness rather than fear. Above them stood only one pack. The royal pack. The Celestial Pack. Ruled by the Alpha King and Luna Queen, they governed every werewolf territory on the continent. Below them stood two packs tied in power and influence. Nightshade. And their oldest enemy. The Crimson Fang Pack. If Nightshade wolves were respected, Crimson Fang wolves were feared. Stories about them were told to pups around campfires. Stories of merciless warriors. Stories of ruthless Alphas. Stories drenched in blood. At the center of those stories stood Alpha Draven, the King's only son. The wolf who had forfeited his claim to the throne years ago after slaughtering an entire human village during a fit of uncontrollable rage. A crime no future King could commit. Because of that single night, the crown would skip him. Instead, the throne would pass to his son. The future Alpha King. The heir everyone feared. The heir Asteria Nightshade had never met. The heir fate had already chosen for her. Neither of them knew it yet.

Why did it have to be all three of us? I don't want them to go through this pain, they don't deserve this. Really none of us did anything wrong but they don't deserve to be tortured like this. Nobody does.

"The child of war doesn't want war?" Alex knew he wasn't a demigod, what he didnt know was how he fall from the sky into a completely different world. All he wants is to find his way back home. Instead, he stumbles upon a prophecy. Ares, the god of war has been kidnapped. Alex is thrust into a high-stakes quest alongside Joan and Celia, two demigods who seem to be hiding secerts of their own. To get the answers he needs to return home, Alex must help them find the stolen god. But in a world fueled by fate a nd prophacy, the war he is trying so hard to run from might be exactly what consumes him.

The whole village was in a frenzy, Feng Xiaoya was finally leaving. "Hehehe! Wipe away your sweat, the little ancestor is finally leaving, everyone can finally live in peace!" The villagers secretly celebrated, some even wanted to set off firecrackers, after all, this little girl had caused them enough trouble. Steward Madam Zhou sneered at them, she had always found these villagers dirty and unpleasant. When her eyes landed on the little white dumpling, her disgust became even deeper. Was this girl really going to replace the precious young mistress? Even if she had the blood running through her veins, so what? Could she really compare with the young mistress? Feng Xiaoya looked at Madam Zhao, then blinked her clear eyes. "Madam Zhao, you should go to the hospital tomorrow, your stomach has a problem, don't delay the examination." Madam Zhao's face darkened, "Who are you cursing? You little brat, do you think you can curse people just because you have a mouth?" Feng Yuelan, "..." She was only telling the truth. Sure enough, the next day, Madam Zhao went to the hospital, and the doctor discovered that she had a stomach ulcer that needed treatment. Feng family, "..." Was this coincidence? "Second Master, don't drive tomorrow, you will have a small accident." Second Master laughed, thinking she was simply being childish, but the next day, his car really broke down on the road, avoiding what could have become a serious accident. "Miss Lin, don't eat the seafood tonight, your stomach won't be able to handle it." Miss Lin ignored her warning, and that night, she ended up with severe food poisoning and spent hours in the hospital. "Old Madam, don't climb the stairs tomorrow, your leg will hurt." The old madam scoffed at her, but the next morning, her knee suddenly became painful, making her unable to walk properly. The whole world was startled, what kind of dog mouth did this little girl have? Unfortunately, this dog mouth was not willing to stop.

Veera was just an ordinary student in Vizag. College. Friends. Family. Games. Love. His life was nothing extraordinary-until one rainy night changed everything. After a mysterious accident, Veera begins experiencing visions of an ancient warrior carrying a blood-stained axe. As strange events unfold, he discovers that the figure from his dreams is none other than Parashurama, the legendary warrior-sage. But the visions are only the beginning. Drawn into a world where ancient forces still linger beneath the modern world, Veera must face trials that test more than his strength. Guided by Parashurama and accompanied by Vrkaraudra, a mysterious wolf born from Shiva's wrath, Veera discovers a destiny he never asked for. And at the end of his trials awaits Agnivajra-a divine axe forged not for gods, but for a human who can prove himself worthy. As Veera struggles to balance college, friendship, family, love, and a power he barely understands, something far older begins to awaken. The prophecy has begun. And Veera is no longer just an ordinary boy. He is the Flame-Bearer.

When a two mysterious kids known only as the "Briarwood Baby Does" are found abandoned at the edge of the forest, their origins remain a secret-one even they doesn't fully understand. Years later, Solaris Marie Moore and Andros Ryker Moore discovers they are anything but ordinary. As dark forces rise once more, they are pulled into the world of magic and Power Rangers, where they learns the truth: they are the children of the legendary Solaris Knight, Daggeron, and an unknown woman whose identity could change everything. Caught between destiny and the life they've always known, Solaris and Andros must embrace their power-and their past-before it destroys their future. Along the way, an unexpected bond forms between Solaris and Nick, the Red Ranger, tying their fates together in ways neither of them can ignore.

The life under the mountain has left the dragonets blindfolded, deprived from the beauty - and the horrible war - of Pyrrhia. A battle that flooded dragons with sadness, draining their energy until there was nothing but withered hearts. But the weak flame of hope found comfort in the mysterious Prophecy they've been taught. They were stolen from their kingdoms - while still eggs - all to fulfill it. The claws of destiny have been drowning them for years, attacking their fears and insecurities ... When danger threatens one of their own, pressure will force them to decide what to do. Choose freedom over fate, even with all the exceptions ... And set Pyrrhia on a course that no one could have ever predicted.

Five kingdoms. Five heirs. One prophecy remembered. For generations, the kingdoms have lived beneath an uneasy peace, each ruled by powerful bloodlines and ancient magic. But peace has never meant trust. Princess Anastasia of the Holy Kingdom has always been the carefree one-the younger princess who would rather laugh with her sister than worry about crowns, kingdoms, or the expectations placed upon her. Until her power begins to break free. Sent to the Mutant Kingdom alongside three other heirs, Anastasia is forced to train alongside Zyrik, the mischievous heir of a kingdom filled with creatures unlike anything she has ever known, and Akari, the mysterious prince of the Dragon Kingdom whose kindness hides something deeper. They are supposed to become stronger together. Instead, Anastasia begins discovering that the history they were taught may be a lie. One kingdom has been erased from the map. One heir was never sent to training. And somewhere beyond the walls of the four known kingdoms, a prophecy is waiting to be fulfilled. As Anastasia's powers grow more dangerous, old secrets begin resurfacing-and the closer the four heirs come to the truth, the more they realize that someone has been hiding the real reason they were brought together. Because they aren't simply training to become rulers. They are being prepared for something. And when the forgotten fifth heir finally enters the story, the fate of all five kingdoms may change forever. Some crowns are inherited. Some powers are awakened. And some destinies were never meant to be found.

Calydwen Vardegris has spent eight years learning how not to die in the dark and most of her life refusing to become what others wanted her to be. The temple calls her blessed. The faithful call her salvation. Calydwen would rather disappear into the tunnels beneath Magnoleia, where monsters are monsters and survival asks nothing of her but a steady hand and a sharp blade. As Captain of the Seekers, she maps the darkness beneath a dying world, where magic gutters out beneath the stone and too many people never come home. Cal knows better than most what the darkness costs. But lately, something has changed. The creatures below are stirring. Ancient symbols are appearing where they should not. Magic is fading. And when a forbidden prophecy resurfaces, Calydwen finds herself forced once more into a sacred role she never chose-and confronted by a light within her that has become impossible to ignore. She has spent her life running from other people's expectations. Now something beneath the mountains seems to be waiting for her. Some roles are given. Some are inherited. And some will follow you no matter how far you run. **My grimdark epic fantasy of dying magic, forbidden prophecy, ancient horrors, complicated faith, found family, and the terrible things we do for those we cannot bear to lose.** *Join me as I hash out my religious trauma. While attempting to write the way some animation can make you feel.*

⚠️ COPYRIGHT NOTICE ⚠️ © 2026 mssuzzy. All Rights Reserved. BOUND BEFORE TIME is an original story by mssuzzy. Do NOT repost, translate, or use for AI training. If you see this story anywhere except Wattpad, it was stolen. Official: https://www.wattpad.com/user/mssuzzy Thank you for supporting the author 💛 📅 UPDATE SCHEDULE: Every Monday + Thursday @ 7pm WAT 🇳🇬 Read my new book FRIYANDAH too: https://www.wattpad.com/story/414489099 Bound Before Time She met him before fate ever introduced them. Five years before Analdo Varek lost the love of his life, a mysterious woman walked up to him and made an impossible promise: "When your wife leaves you... or when she dies... I'll find you again." He dismissed her as delusional. Five years later, his wife is gone. And the woman returns. Amira hasn't aged a day. She remembers things she shouldn't know. She speaks of dreams, forgotten lifetimes, and a love that existed long before either of them was born. But love is not enough to erase grief. As secrets buried across generations begin to surface, Analdo must decide whether destiny is guiding his heart... or manipulating it. Because some promises survive death. Some souls find each other across lifetimes. And sometimes... The greatest act of love is choosing someone-even when fate has already made the choice for you. A slow-burn supernatural romance filled with mystery, grief, destiny, and second chances.

Two princes from enemy kingdoms discover they are fated mates after both have already passed the traditional age of eighteen without finding their mate. And the biggest question becomes: Will they choose their crowns-or each other?

Why does everything in their lives always take some getting use to? In a world of impossible choices, every yassing one of them has an equally impossible cost. As unusually ferocious blizzards hem them in, the community are cared for by those who are anything but heroes. Soon, though, two new impossible choices await them. Survival, it seems, is costly. And like the ice encasing the Bastion, that prophecy is determined to find its way in.