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Aemon of Dragonstone

Robert Baratheon gave Jon Snow Dragonstone. One day, he may wish he hadn’t. For Ned Stark’s bastard, the island is a poisoned gift. An ancient castle, a thinly populated lordship, and responsibilities most grown men would struggle to shoulder. But Jon has already lived a grown man’s life. Behind the boy’s eyes are the memories of a naval veteran, an engineer, and a man who spent years studying the armies of Rome. Given a second life in Westeros, he sees possibilities in the land he has been granted. He also knows how much work it will take to make anything of them. That work begins in the North. Years before he leaves Winterfell, Jon starts gathering the people he will take south. Boys become the companions he grows up with and the soldiers he trains beside. Craftsmen struggle through unfamiliar designs while each successful venture pays for the next. Slowly, a household takes shape, built around a young lord whose knowledge is becoming increasingly difficult to explain. These are the people he intends to build Dragonstone with. He will need them, because arriving with a title and a head full of ideas will only get him so far. Beyond the island lies the Narrow Sea, the wealth of the Free Cities, and opportunities worth sailing for. Jon has plans for ships and harbours, for trade and an army of his own. As those plans grow, they will draw the interest of men who have spent their lives deciding what happens in Westeros. And beneath everything he builds is a secret that could bring them all to his door. His name is Aemon Targaryen. What to expect: ~ Jon Snow self-insert with an experienced adult mind ~ Slow-paced kingdom building, beginning with an extended childhood arc in the North ~ Household development, friendships, and earned loyalty ~ Industry, trade, and the practical work of running a lordship ~ Roman-inspired military training and warfare ~ Naval exploration and an expanding journey into Essos ~ Multiple points of view, political consequences, and growing magical elements
aiwonder · 144.7k Views

The Devil's obsession with the Heiress

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.
Eva_Moon04 · 367.7k Views