Game Of Thrones Baratheon Daughter

In the beginning, there was Nothing. Not the emptiness of silence, but a force without concept—a void that devours even thought, memory, and time. From that Nothing, a lone will remained—a survivor from a past that the current cosmos cannot comprehend. His name: Asteru. Neither god nor devil. Not born of the world, but from beyond it. When all else was erased, Asteru stood still… From his own broken soul, he forged a new reality. A single spark ignited the World Tree, the anchor of life. From its branches came Aetheria, the first Arbitrator— And then came Time, Space, Life, Law, Death, and the Gate. Seven great beings. The Arbitrators. Not gods. Not mortals. Astral Beings, who would watch over the worlds. This is not a tale of gods. This is the will of the one above them. This is the story of Asteru— The being of Nothingness, and the true ruler of creation who once was a part of the very creation itself.

"Kneel,” she commanded, her voice sounding like that of an ancient. I was bemused. “I beg your pardon?” I asked. “You have no idea who you are dealing with.” “Oh, I know precisely who you are,” she replied. “Alpha Mätrang, the Crowned Prince of Ngäerawa. Säli has been whispering to me.” “Now kneel before the daughter of Säli, the first of her kind.” “The goddess forbid me from kneeling—” My knees were already kissing the ground before I could continue. My eyes widened with disbelief. “This… this is impossible,” I said.Agonizing pain seared my lower back as strings of words unfurled from her mouth. The mist crept towards me slowly. My skin scalded where the mist kissed. Each breath I drew felt like my last. She cocked her head. “Nothing is impossible for Säli.” ..... Centuries ago, Säli males arrogated the rights of the females, stripping them of any illusion of freedom. They maintained an antediluvian belief that females were slaves, turning them into breeders. The way they comported themselves, one would think they were the ones gifted by the goddess Säli, that they possessed the moon’s powers. The females were once bestowed with gifts from the goddess, but now they're saddled with suffering. But that was before the moon goddess Säli decided to put an end to the suffering by planting seeds in a female's womb. Nine moons later, she delivered a girl, Txälina, one who was born beneath the red moon, one who could command the world to its knees. Just as she was conferring upon the males a taste of their torment, she was interjected by the crowned prince of the realm, Mätrang. He thought she was a monster, but when he found out she was his mate, he was bemused. He would need to take her to the king for judgment for the massacre she created, but the pull of the mating bond was difficult to resist. And if he gives in to the mating bond, it would affect his position as the crown prince of the realm. Please note: This book is an adult Werewolf fantasy book that includes dark elements that might be triggering for some.

Live what you want, and wish for what you desire, but don’t forget to put a limit to your wishes... for a day might come when they come true in a way you never dreamed of, and then you’ll realize how foolish you were. I was one of those few obsessed with video games, living among screens, and dreaming of being part of the digital worlds I used to drown in for hours. I didn’t want to be the noble hero who cries like a child at the first loss, or the one who carries slogans of justice while barely being able to protect himself. No, I wanted to be the villain—the one who imposes his presence, the earth shakes under his feet, and possesses a power greater than the hero of the game himself. On a cursed day, I didn’t wake up in my bed as usual, but inside one of the games I used to love obsessively. Everything was familiar, from the towering cities to the characters whose dialogues I had memorized by heart... but there was a problem, a problem I hadn’t expected—I didn’t incarnate in the body of that legendary villain I imagined, but in the body of the character I hated the most... the hero of the game, “Kyle Estoright.” Now, stuck in this role I always mocked, surrounded by the enemies I always wished to be one of, I realized a truth I had never thought about: maybe heroes have a reason that makes them fight, and maybe villains weren’t as grand as I had imagined... or maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t just a “game.”

Jack Johnson is jolted awake in his dorm room by a blinding flash of light. As his vision clears, he finds a radiant woman floating at the centre of his room Deyanira, the goddess of magic. She claims he has been chosen as her champion in a divine contest: a deadly game where only one mortal representative will survive to help their god ascend and rule the pantheon. Thrust into a world of magic, rivalry, and cosmic ambition, Jack must outwit and outlast the champions of rival gods. Will he rise to the challenge, or become just another casualty in the gods’ ruthless game of ascension?

(REWORKED VERSION) This is a Rework of my previous story with some slight changes, improvement to the grammar, and improvement to the story overall. Some things will be the same of course and then some things will be different. ----- ----- Maximus was the son of the smartest and most powerful people in the world. His Mom and Dad being geniuses made advanced technology that boosted the world's development level but also caused more conflict. After his unfortunate death he is reincarnated in the world of Game of Thrones and granted a system to guide him along the way Follow Maximus as he tries and build an Empire in Game of thrones --- --- This Story will be faced paced and include Kingdom building and a Harem

From the Shelves of Aeralith We have kept many stories. Some speak of light. Others, of silence. This one came in ash. It does not begin with a kingdom, a war, or a prophecy. It begins with absence—with a girl no longer allowed to belong. Rasha was born with barely a flicker. Branded lowborn and cast aside, she was never meant to shape her tribe’s future. Until the flame chose her. Bound to an ancient spirit her people have long forgotten, Rasha carries a truth they no longer wish to hear: Fire was never meant to conquer—but to connect, to heal, to guide. Banished for speaking it, she walks the desert with nothing but a flicker of hope, a silent boy beside her, and the fire in her chest. She doesn’t seek glory. Only memory. Meaning. What was lost. She is not a weapon. She is not a savior. She is the Eternal Flame. While her path winds through exile and ember, others stir—in shadow, in snow, in sacred ruins. They do not begin together. They do not yet know each other. But their stories move toward the same fracture. This is the first of her volumes. One breath in the great remembering. And Aeralith never forgets.

In a world divided by towering walls, society is split into four their, each layer a stark reminder of one's place in the hierarchy. From the labor-bound populace of Wall One to the wealthy aristocrats of Wall Three, every citizen's life is dictated by the rules of their tier. At the pinnacle, behind the impregnable Fourth Wall, reside the General's council of seven who wield absolute authority, overseeing the realms below with iron-fisted precision.

In a haunting alternate ending to Game of Thrones, the Night King sits victorious on the Iron Throne, his army of the undead having frozen the greatest heroes of Westeros in a terrifying state of unlife. Yet, amid this chilling dominion, a handful of survivors-Arya Stark, Tyrion Lannister, and a few others-defy the curse, hiding in the shadows and plotting to reclaim their world. As frozen kingdoms shatter and alliances crumble, secrets unravel and desperate gambles are made in a battle for survival, power, and redemption. This dark reimagining explores how far heroes will go when all seems lost and the line between life and death blurs in the cold grip of the Night King's reign. Will hope ignite in the frost? Or will darkness consume all? Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial fanfiction based on the world and characters of Game of Thrones. All rights belong to their respective creators. Instagram : @anubisink1

Three thousand years ago, Chaos magic, once a source of power for men, turned on them, killing every male in the world of Aka. Mumbi, an immortal warrior blessed by the goddess, created the martriachal empire of Aka, ushering in the age of daughters that has lasted for thousands of years. But no matter how prosperous, no age lasts. A prophecy from the age of war foretells Aka’s doom, which Mumbi has dedicated her immortal life to stop it and her only hope lies in Amala, a lowborn girl born with the power of prophecy. Though promising, her ability is limited to seeing the deaths of those she touches. Together, the two search for the skull of Okalu, which is said will trigger the prophesied doom of Aka while fighting an ancient enemy as old as the age of daughters that want the doom to happen. Meanwhile, sixteen-year-old Njoki is thrust into power after her mother’s mysterious death, becoming elder of the Anajiru clan, the most powerful of the nine clans of Aka. Young, naïve and inexperienced, she must navigate the harsh world of politics, find her mother’s killer while trying to be a worthy leader for her people. But as Njoki delves deeper, she uncovers Aka’s buried dark secrets, including Mumbi’s carefully guarded past. As the prophesied doom nears, the three women, one immortal, one cursed and one untried, stand between the salvation and end of Aka.

In a world drowned by silence and bone, a nameless man awakens amidst the skeletal remains of his own kind. With no memory of who he is or what destroyed this once-living world, he rises—naked, in agony, and utterly alone—beneath the gaze of a lifeless sky and mountains that cage the dead. Drawn toward the distant stone horizon, he walks the graveyard without end, burdened by a dread he cannot name. When he encounters a man and a child who fall to their knees and call him Adonai—a god reborn, the long-lost Asura of Yahweh—he is thrust into a myth he does not understand, worshipped for a past he cannot recall. He does not believe in gods. But something ancient stirs within him. And the world, it seems, has been waiting for him to wake.

Twelve Thrones is a tale of twelve kingdoms, each with its own perspective, allowing you to follow one, multiple, or all as you decide who you want to see triumph in the end. But remember—this is a story of war, power, and ambition, and not all kingdoms will survive to the end. Twelve Thrones: United Islands of Khiz (UIK) Perspective tells the story of UIK, a collection of islands bound by the sea and a complex network of political and familial ties. The people of UIK are defined by their resilience and resourcefulness, as they face constant challenges both from the seas and the political ambitions of other kingdoms. As the ruling class of UIK navigates shifting alliances and internal power struggles, they must also protect their homeland from those who seek to control the valuable trade routes and resources of the islands. The first 25 chapters will cover UIK's history, uploaded weekly on Mondays at noon. Afterward, the main story begins with shorter chapters (1–2 per week) focusing on the present day. Unlike the history chapters, the story won’t have dates and will follow one character—you’ll need to piece together the timeline through character interactions and events. I recommend reading the series in date order to fully grasp the unfolding history. If the story gains popularity, I might include a date order map on each perspective.

Princess Samara of the Eastern Kingdom was never meant to survive. Despised by the royal court, cursed with strange markings, and cast aside as useless, her life ends quietly in the shadows—until she awakens. Alive. Changed. And no longer willing to be silent. Declared divine-tier in mana, yet assigned the lowly class of Blacksmith, Samara is mocked once again—this time for being too powerful for a role meant to serve. But when monsters breach the city walls and demons rise from the frontier, the palace quickly learns that the girl they dismissed may be the only one who can stand. With her betrothal looming and enemies watching from beyond the borders, Samara must navigate political treachery, her own rebirth, and the rage of a forgotten world. They wanted her to be obedient. Forged for marriage. Instead, they got a weapon. A royal disgrace. A cursed blacksmith. And unfortunately for everyone—still alive.

OC family and OC MC character that has magic. English isn't my first nor second language, so there will be a lot of mistakes, but we learn from our mistakes. I am also only writing to acquire experience in writing stuff. PS: I will also put monsters here and there.

*In a dystopian world where survival is entertainment, a group of teenagers is forced into a brutal trial in the wild. Betrayal, fear, and sacrifice haunt each step. But when the final challenge demands only one victor, Zara Nwosu chooses hope over violence—and becomes the voice of a generation that refuses to be broken.*

Born into a legacy of fearsome power, Eliza aka Yun ting was the daughter of a woman who once made entire nations tremble. But inheriting greatness is no fairytale. When her mother dies under mysterious circumstances, Eliza inherits the legendary Virelle family’s legacy with nothing but soft, uncalloused hands used to luxury and privilege. Unprepared and overwhelmed, she stumbles on her path to uncover the truth behind her mother’s death and take control of the family's empire. Labeled unworthy and cast aside, Eliza is stripped of her wealth and status, given just three years to reclaim her birthright. Thrown into a brutal world where betrayal festers and power reigns supreme, she becomes a beggar in a land where the poor lick the shoes of the rich. Surviving on grit and shattered pride, Eliza must claw her way back through a treacherous landscape of lies, violence, and corruption. One infamous mistake earns her the mocking title of “The Sexy Stabber”—a name whispered in fear and scandal, branding her a dangerously seductive killer.

Throne of Embers: Wrath of the Ashborne What happens when the son of a billionaire chooses freedom over fortune—only to find death waiting in the shadows? Why does a god of the dead grin at a dying boy, and what ancient bloodline does that boy unknowingly carry? When the flames of betrayal consume everything… Can vengeance alone be enough to rise from the ashes? Zaire Grimveil was never meant to die that night. But what if his death was only the beginning? A forgotten war is awakening. An ancient pact is forged in darkness. And one boy may hold the balance between gods and ruin. Will he burn the world for justice… or become its final judge?

And how lovely would it be when I seat under the moonlight we my love to share the tales of our love together

SCARLET IDENTITY: DAUGHTER OF ASHES She doesn’t remember who she was. But the world won’t let her forget who she’s supposed to be. Hana lives under lock and key — in a home that feels more like a trap and a life full of missing pieces. Her days are shadowed by strange rules, a controlling guardian, and questions no one will answer. Her memories? Fragmented. Her freedom? Conditional. When she's dropped into the elite and ruthless halls of Haneul Academy, everything spirals. The students are sharks in silk. The teachers play gods. And Hana? She's a mystery — even to herself. But when flickers of forgotten moments begin clawing their way to the surface — moments of fire, fear, and faces she can’t name — Hana realizes the truth is closer than anyone wants her to find. There’s something buried deep in her past. Something powerful. Something dangerous. And Hana is done playing by their rules.

This is the story of a girl who had passed through thin and thick. Born in a wonderful home full of joy but events turn her joy to She is a young lady who aims to avenge the loss of her loved ones.She is beautiful too. Is her beauty a blessing or a curse? She is struggling for her survival daily. will she ever discover the truth or will it be buried forever??

What happens when the thing you hate the most becomes something you desire His existence was bane for her. Marrying Damien Kingston was the last thing she wanted to do. Her boss, her nemesis and her desire. A deal from a devil she could not refuse. A deal for VENGEANCES. She was the scourge of his life. Forging a contract with Erica was never his plan His colleague, his trouble and his temptation A deal that win him the empire. A deal for the THRONE

A hybrid? She's more than a hybrid. Alexandria, the daughter of the forbidden love between the two clans, her Wolf King father and Snake Princess mother. In order to protect her, the Snake clan never known her existence. She inherit the power of her wolf father and Snake mother and can change her form when she wants to play in secret. But that was her biggest secret that is not allowed to be known by anyone in the Wolf Clan or it will result to chaos. One day, during her secret escaped from her father, she met the most gorgeous young man she ever laid her eyes on. But there's a big big problem, he was from a Snake Clan. And her father always reminds her to never get close to them. Samuel comes from the most powerful families in the Snake Clan comparable to the Snake Clan Leader. He was the youngest General managing the Snake troops. He is known to be cold hearted to everyone but can he still be cold to her when she keeps on pestering him? Can he stop himself from falling? Will history repeats itself?..

A mysterious fruits that give power to those that eat the. Jon snow eat a mysterious fruit that shape like a heart.