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He traveled through the world of House of the Dragon and became Baelon, Rhaenyra's non-existent brother. The one standing before you now is the King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, the Protector of Essos, and the God of the New World.

12,000 years ago, the First Men came from the Eastern continent to Westeros, and their beliefs sparked a war with the native Children of the Forest. An oath was made between the two sides: the forests would remain the possession of the Children of the Forest, and the rest of Westeros would belong to the ancestors. 6,000 years ago, the Andals invaded Westeros from the Eastern continent, conquering the southern lands. 300 years ago, the Valyrians, led by the conqueror Aegon Targaryen from the Eastern continent, began the conquest of Westeros. Now, the Supreme Khal, Conqueror of the Eastern Continent –:Möngke, leads the Dothraki across the Narrow Sea, seeking permission to declare himself King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of all the lands. I am not a writer, just a translator

Warning: This is AU. This does not follow canon. —————— Prince Jaehaerys, third son of the Mad King, returns to the capital at the command of his brother, King Rhaegar. Whispers call him "the prince of scrolls"—a young man with a passion for maesters and knowledge. Now, he must take the hand of Princess Daenerys in marriage, a union that promises castle and gold. But what reason does he have to refuse when his own nephew, Prince Daemon, seeks his death? Will he allow his nephew to claim victory? And why does one dragon fear the wrath of another? “If marrying my sister grants me the means to achieve my goals, I will not hesitate to fight—not even against the one said to be equal to Ser Barristan the Bold.” “And what goal is that?” For advanced chapters: p@treon.com/WalderBlack

After dying at the hands of Voldemort and Jon Snow, Harry Potter and Daenerys Targaryen are chosen by a mysterious ROB and sent to a new universe—Chicago, 1918. On the very day Edward Masen is turned, they too are reborn as vampires. In a world of bloodlust, secrecy, and immortality, magic and fire meet fang and fate in a story that changes everything. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! If you appreciate my work and want to support me, consider buying me a cup of coffee. Your support helps me keep writing and bringing more stories to you. You can do so via PayPal here: https://www.paypal.me/VikrantUtekar007 Or through my Buy Me a Coffee page: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/vikired001s Thank you for your support!

Marcus Chen’s life ends in the wet streets of Seattle. Only for his soul to awaken in another world entirely. Reborn as Aemon Rivers, a bastard in the Stormlands on the eve of Robert’s Rebellion, he inherits more than a new name. Something deep within his soul stirs: the full, ancient blood of the Númenóreans and a mind sharpened beyond mortal limits, a gift like the mythical NZT—without the curse of collapse. In a realm where bastards are worth less than the steel they carry, Aemon begins as a nameless soldier in House Baratheon’s ranks. His path is neither blessed by birth nor guided by prophecy, only by the cold precision of his enhanced mind, the ruthless ambition in his heart, and the will to carve a place for himself among lords who think him nothing. From the training yards of Storm’s End to the bloody mud of the Trident, Aemon plays the long game: winning trust, surviving battles, and weaving alliances behind a mask of loyal service. But war is only the first battlefield. In the wake of victory, the game turns to politics, power, and the slow forging of a House that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the greatest in Westeros. In a land of lions and wolves, dragons and krakens, Aemon Rivers will build his throne. Not from gold, but from ash and blood. This is the rise of a bastard no lord could predict… and no king can control.

The fall through the Veil wasn't an end. For Harry Potter and his godfather, it was a brutal rebirth into a world of ice and fire. Armed with the power to command reality itself, Harry arrives in Westeros just in time to see the house of the dragon poised to tear itself apart. But what if the tragedy that started it all... never happened? In an act of secret defiance, he performs an impossible miracle, saving Queen Aemma and her newborn son from their fated deaths. He presents this world-breaking secret to the one person it changes forever: Princess Rhaenyra. In the shadows of the Red Keep, they forge a pact—a patient, hidden alliance that pits their quiet deception against the ambitions of the entire realm. To the great lords, he is a capable, charming hero, the man who tamed the Stepstones. They have no idea that in the forgotten North, he is raising a secret empire on a scale the Valyrians only dreamed of. They do not know he is patiently collecting the Targaryen children—friend and foe alike—and shielding them, shaping them, and turning them to his cause. Some men play the game of thrones. Harry Potter's gambit is for the world itself.

A man reincarnates in ASOIAF/GOT with cheats. Long live Rhaegon Long live this valiant king This fourfold devil With the three talents Of drinking, fighting And womanizing extra tags: #Incest # Smut # R-18 #Harem #Degenerate #Consider yourself warned Disclaimer: This fanfiction is a work of fiction created purely for entertainment purposes. I do not own any of the characters, settings, or concepts from "Game of Thrones Universe" or "ASOIAF Universe." All rights belong to their respective creators, patent owners, and companies. No copyright infringement is intended, and no profit is being made from this work.

When Khal Drogo dies another soul rises again in his body, the Dothraki gain a leader who show them a different path. With Daenerys’s newborn dragons and a ruthless new doctrine, he rides not for a iron throne, but to forge one of his own making for a world that can survive the coming cold. He remembers everything from another life. One where he was a soldier-in-the-making---drills, logistics, and the price of failure. Those memories fused with Drogo’s fury, turn a raider into a warlord who lifts his people. But now with a template ; a gift that hardens flesh, deepens breath, and draws his senses toward the rivers, coasts, and ocean lines of the world. In the desert, his footsteps begin to sound like surf. The desert begins to hear the ocean in his footsteps. He conquers the Dothraki binding the khalasars to his cause. Then he turns to the Free Cities, breaking chains and fleets until their gates open or their harbors sink. The Iron Bank learns to count risk differently with him and pays tribute to that certainty. He crosses to Westeros, where oaths are weighed against fire and blood, and kingdoms are hammered into order. Beyond the Narrow Sea and past any throne, he rides toward the darker winter gathering at the edge of the world determined to meet it with a people forged into one. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: I don’t own Game of Thrones/ASOIAF (GRRM) nor Aquaman (DC). Only the original characters, system, and plotlines are mine. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A man reborn in GOT and received the Corvinus Bloodline and the fate of the Lycan. Reborn in Stark House. A junction of the world and plot of Game of Thrones, with elements coming from elsewhere especially Underworld, however, the form and power of Lycan in this story will be new, new limits will be delimited. *First focus on the original creation of the Protagonist's background, only after this fact will it return to the plot of the Series. I'm Brazilian, my first language is Portuguese, be prepared for bad English. (Someone read this novel? yes? write something, please, thanks). *Para os falantes da lingua portuguesa, atualmente estou testando dois sites nos quais estou postando em português. Os sites seriam o Wattpad.com, procurem por meu Nick se tiverem interesse. E o outro seria o spiritfanfiction.com. *Insect of responsibility. The base story doesn't belong to me, it's just a fan-created by a fan. The only thing I have is my original characters and my idea.

When a lone Jedi crashes upon shores unknown, the game of thrones finds itself disrupted by powers older than kings or crowns. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all rights for character, plots and settings belong to GRRM and George Lucas/Disney. I have no ownership. Read 5 chapters ahead: P-atreon.com/FullHorizon (Just remove the hyphen to access Patreon normally.)

When Aang drew his last breath, he reunited with Roku and all the past Avatars. They waited for the next Avatar to be born, but what happens when they see the next Avatar is not from any world they have known or heard of? What is Westeros, and why is the Avatar named Aemon Targaryen and Jon Snow?! Rated E for Explicit Content

When a game developer from modern-day Earth wakes in the body of Prince Aegon Targaryen, the long-forgotten third son of Baelon the Brave, he expects nothing more than a swift, bloody end in the shadows of his more famous brothers, Viserys and Daemon. But fate has other plans. Aegon remembers everything: dragons, fire, politics... and the unfinished class tree system he’d been coding at the time of his death. Somehow, it lives within him now, reborn in his soul. Each decision grants him access to traits and abilities no Targaryen has ever wielded; [Pyromancer], [Demon Knight], and secrets yet to be unlocked. As the Seven Kingdoms groan under the weight of scheming lords, rising dragons, and prophetic whispers of doom, Aegon walks a knife’s edge, one foot in prophecy, the other in rebellion against fate itself. With a mind sharpened by two lifetimes and power drawn from beyond the known world, he’ll either forge a new destiny for House Targaryen... or burn it all down. Disclaimer: This is a House of the Dragon / A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction written by Deep__Aureate. It was first published on other platforms and is now officially reposted here on Webnovel. Any other version claiming to be the source is unauthorized.

Damon An ambitious person who dreams of becoming a warrior, but in reality, he is merely a pawn—and when I say pawn, I mean it in the literal sense. In this magical world, wicked thoughts turn into reality. In this story, there are dozens of characters, but there is no main character—not even Damon—because we all love to think of ourselves as protagonists. Yet in truth, we are just pawns advancing toward a greater truth.

This is a slow-burn romance fantasy novel . In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods-Ignarion, god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-god of ice and water. And Thalor, god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the beloved daughter of Emberhold, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. But after the devastating War of Ashmere, a tragic curse left her scarred, hidden away, forgotten, and scorned by her own blood. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia’s heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of valkoron, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her little Vaelric. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own.

A young woman inherits her late grandmother’s struggling vineyard in Tuscany. She plans to sell it and return to her fast-paced city life, but her grandmother’s will comes with one condition: she must run the vineyard for a year before deciding its fate. Enter the hero — a brooding but brilliant winemaker who once worked with her grandmother and believes the vineyard is his rightful home. He resents her presence, thinking she’s only there to cash out. Their relationship begins with fiery clashes, sharp banter, and unresolved secrets about the vineyard’s past. As the heroine learns the art of winemaking, she discovers her grandmother’s journals filled with stories of forbidden love, sacrifice, and hidden truths. Slowly, she realizes that the vineyard isn’t just land — it’s a legacy of love, loss, and resilience. Against the backdrop of golden vineyards and starlit Italian nights, the heroine and hero are pulled together by shared passion, even as pride and fear threaten to tear them apart.

A veteran soldier awakens in Westeros and changes the course of fate before the first spark of war can ignite. Death took him with the weight of an unfinished book still on his mind. When he opened his eyes again, there was no scent of gunpowder or familiar concrete. Only the chill of stone walls, the unsteady glow of torches, and the heavy air of astonishment at a newborn who, instead of crying, simply watched in silence as if already aware of where he had landed. In the fragile body of an infant, he carries intact memories from another world. He soon learns he is the son of Rhea Royce and the unpredictable Daemon Targaryen, a legitimate heir on parchment yet surrounded by intrigue, distrust, and dangers as old as the throne itself. Among lords who disguise treachery as tradition, dragons that recognize no weakness, and women whose touch can mean salvation or sentence, Maevor learns that true power is born first in the shadows. This is not the story of a hero. It is the story of a cold, calculating man thrust into a world of fire and blood, determined to survive and bend the game to his will no matter the cost.

[Synopsis] Carrying the Witcher System into the world of Game of Thrones, Clay Manderly, heir to White Harbor, reshapes the fate of Westeros forever. Standing before his allies and followers, he speaks with unwavering confidence: "Drink this Thunderbolt Potion, and you will become a force of nature on the battlefield—unstoppable and unmatched. Wear this Mastercrafted Armor, and no blade will pierce your flesh. Take this Alchemical Bomb, and your enemies will tremble as you bring destruction to their gates. Do you crave such power? Do you desire victory and invincibility? Then take the Decoctions of the Grasses and become something beyond mortal." From that moment, Westeros was changed forever. A mysterious and powerful force emerged: an elite army like no other. Warriors enhanced by alchemy and equipped with gear far beyond the reach of ordinary men. They wielded bombs to shatter fortifications, Signs of magic to subdue foes, and superhuman strength to dominate the battlefield. A hundred of them could take on thousands—breaking sieges, toppling castles, and sweeping across the continent with unparalleled ferocity. No one knew their origins, but all feared the symbol they bore: a Wolf’s head emblazoned on their armor. In this epic collision of Game of Thrones and The Witcher, one man’s ambition and a system of extraordinary power will rewrite the destiny of a continent. Game of Thrones X The Witcher ——————————————————— This is a Translation Raw: 权游：我加载了猎魔人系统 Author: 一头小白鲸 Support me on Patreon to read 20+ Chapters Ahead https://www.patreon.com/Night_FrOst

Füll bōøk àvàilàble óñ pàtreøn (Gk31) --- After Eddard was struck and killed by a dump truck, he woke to find himself reborn as a member of the Karstark family—and had awakened the Lord’s golden finger. At this time, the Young Wolf Lord had just led his troops to defeat the Regicide. During the war, Eddard relied on his strategy, courage, and the power of the golden finger to prevent the North’s tragedy. He outwitted the Young Wolf Lord, gained territory, and rose to the rank of earl. After the war, Eddard used his intelligence, decisiveness, and extensive knowledge to dominate his vassals, becoming the sole authoritative voice in his territory. Many years later, Eddard became the king of both Westeros and the Essos colonies. He destroyed the Iron Throne and created his own Golden Throne. At that moment, the hidden forces of the world suddenly began to erupt! The earlier parts of the story align with the original novel and the Game of Thrones TV series, but the later events are entirely original, written by the author. ---

Advance chapters available in pàtréóñ(Gk31) [Western Fantasy + System + Dragon Family + American TV Series + Raising Dragons +…] After traveling through time and becoming an orthodox descendant of Valyria, Rayder Targaryen returned to the ruins of Valyria and hatched Ghidorah with the help of the system. When he had no strength, he hid himself, and when he had the strength, he recklessly rebuilt the glory of Valyria.

He was a lot of things. He was the bastard of Winterfell. He was the lord commander of the Night’s Watch. He was the person who came back from dead. He was the king in the North. He was the true heir of the iron throne. He was Jon Snow. A soul from our world transmigrates in the body of an eleven-year-old Jon Snow. Armed with few gifts from an unknown entity, Jon begins his new journey. Read to know how the man is going to change the rules of the Game of the Thrones. [Add the book to your collection. Send it some power stones. Leave a rating and a review.] [Access advanced chapter on P@treon. Replace @ with a. One additional advanced chapter each week on P@treon. ] p@treon.com/imaginarywriter