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I Am Not a Woman, I'm a God - Jonerys [18+]

Miss_Celestia13

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Parts 32
Time 17h 31m

Miss_Celestia13

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A Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen Romance 
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While preparing to parley with Cersei, Daenerys receives a raven from Bran Stark, warning her it's doomed to fail. If she continues to follow Tyrion's advice, he will lead her to ruin. Bran advises her to turn to Jon Snow. Only together can they hope to end all threats to the Seven Kingdoms. Daenerys must be the dragon she was born to be, not Tyrion's puppet Queen. Tired of resisting temptation, she places her trust and herself in Jon's scarred hands.

An explicitly smutty and emotional romance told from Daenerys' perspective as she finds the home she's always longed for. Jon knows what he wants, and Bran uses his powers as more than a medieval porn channel. Begins at Dragonstone after the disastrous wight hunt and takes a long, winding path North to face the Night King.
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Game of Thrones Fanfiction. Fixing the disaster that was season eight. Contains explicit adult content. Violence. And magic.All Rights Reserved

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