Hold Back the River

Hold Back the River

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Why did Percy always get what he wanted? It wasn’t fair… Jason had known Leo so much longer and yet somehow the Sea Brat managed to steal Jason’s little firebug away from him just as he was working up the nerve to tell his best friend how he really felt. Well, it’s too late now. If anyone so much as looked at Leo the wrong way, they’d have a few broken bones and the entire Atlantic Ocean up their nose. Jason knew for sure that Percy was especially cautious when it came to Jason, because he’d been one of the first to know the son of Zeus’ feelings for the little elf. Jason’s little elf. It hurt. Every time Percy would intertwine his fingers with Leo’s, it hurt. Every time Leo would stop and admire Percy’s sweaty, muscular body when he was sparring and Percy would turn and grin at Leo, it hurt. Every time Leo’s tanned cheeks would take on a rosy hue because of something Percy said, it hurt. Every time Percy would scoop Leo up in his arms and kiss him, making the Latino giggle and flush scarlet, it hurt. A Roman could only deal with so much hurt before they decided to do something about it.
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Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

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