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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 and A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction. All rights to the original work belong to George R. R. Martin and the respective rights holders. No copyright infringement is intended. Written by Deep__Aureate. Officially reposted on Webnovel.

I've transmigrated into the body of Joffrey I, the king of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm. I've also gained the power of the Red God R'hllor.

A reimagined Omegaverse where forbidden romances, dangerous obsessions, and long-held secrets threaten to reshape an Empire that promises equality for all. Benjamin Nystrom, a brilliant doctor, has built a careful life hiding behind the quiet walls of his humble clinic in Isadora. But, a chance encounter with Charles, the charismatic Prince of Isadora, threatens to unravel everything Benjamin has fought to protect. Beyond their forbidden romance, dangerous forces threaten the Empire’s peace to build their own visions of a better world. Bound: The Andromedus Affairs is a modern Omegaverse story that dives into the messy reality of an Empire caught between its past and its future. Following a cast of friends and lovers, and all that’s in between, it explores the struggle between the duties we're born into and the path our hearts actually want to follow. It is a story about healing from a past you did not choose while navigating a world where prejudices often outlast the laws meant to erase them.

[Sexual Content and Lemons Warning] Jace was supposed to lose his virginity that night. Instead, he died. When he wakes in a divine realm, a seductive woman smiles down at him and says: “You are dead… but I’m generous. I’ll give you a second life.” Reincarnated into a world of magic, swords, and monsters, Jace awakens with an SSS-Rank Incubus System—a forbidden power that turns attraction, desire, and temptation into strength. To survive, he must charm, dominate, and grow stronger in a world where lust is power and weakness means death. He died a nobody. He reincarnated as temptation itself. And this time—he’s not holding back.

It was prophesied that Queen Qara would give birth to a prince destined to be the next ruler of the kingdom of Hmagol, replacing the crippled crown prince. Fate twisted, and Queen Qara gave birth to Princess Chinua, giving the eldest son of the king's concubine a chance to inherit the throne. As the legs of the crippled crown prince of the Kingdom of Hmagol, Chinua and eight of her most trusted subordinates traveled across the Kingdom of  Hmagol to restore peace and stability to the citizens of Hmagol. The invasion by Zasra Kingdom compelled Chinua and her loyal companions into battle, and forever altering the course of her life.

NO SMUT. JUST KISSING. I was murdered by the two people I loved most—my fiance and my stepsister. Sickly, weak, and foolishly kind, I couldn’t even fight back. As I lay dying, I remembered all the novels I used to read—stories where villainesses lived fiercely, beautifully, without regret. I wished I could be like them. Then a voice echoed in the darkness. "Congratulations, host. You’ve been chosen for the Villainess System." Now, I’ve been reborn in a new world—strong, powerful, and feared. This time, I won’t be the victim. I’ll be the villainess… and I’ll decide how this story ends.

I have been reborn in France, and luckily, I have the identity of the Crown Prince. The downside is that the current king is Louis XVI, and in two years, he will be guillotined. Since my father and the ministers can’t be trusted, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands and reorganize France myself. First, I’ll make some money, just enough to solve the financial crisis that has plagued the country for centuries. Then, I’ll strike hard at the nobles with ill intentions who seek to usurp power. After that, I’ll seize the vast lands held by the church, which sits idle. Industry, technology, agriculture, and commerce will thrive together. I will be the greatest Crown Prince France has ever seen! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen10

Maria Romanova lost everything in a single betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To save what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov, the ruthless heir of a private Russian dynasty. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Their marriage is not built on love, but control and leverage. Every glance is a challenge. Every command is a test. And every punishment is designed to remind her who truly holds power. But Maria is not as fragile as he expects. A spark of fire burns within her—one Mikhail has yet to fully tame. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to crack, she must decide: submit to the man who owns her future… or become the one thing he never planned for—his weakness. In a world where loyalty is currency, and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything… including her heart.

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+} The world marches toward an unavoidable ending. A foul, unstoppable plague of corruption called the Scourge is devouring every corner of the world. A king, Ixion, once nobly fought against the vicious, untamed foes; however, the fruitless nature of the fight was that it could only end in one fashion — a pitiful loss. If that was the destined fate of the world, and his resistance would buy a year or two at most… Why spend the little time he has left in the depths of melancholy and grief?! Why not enjoy his life while the world crumbles?! So, Ixion decides to make a list of things he wants to do and accomplish before the world’s demise. A list full of his most devious, lecherous fantasies and desires, alongside a plot of revenge — revenge against the world that had forsaken him.

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.

Tony awakens to find himself within the body of a prince. The said prince was the second son of the mad king. He finds himself within the world of AGOT within the year 262AC, nearly 20 years before the initiation of the fall of the Targaryen rule and the rise of the stag. Dread filled Tony as a maid entered, greeting him as Prince Arrax, first of his name. The maid made little contact as she bathed the young Arrax Arrax inspected himself in the bath, finding his skin lighter than expected, more pale than anything he had ever seen through the water. He could see his eyes, a mixture of purple and blood red, even his hair, a condescending white platinum. He sat silently as the maid bathed him. As she moved her hands, cleaning him, she moved her neck near his mouth, causing a small tremor as Arrax moved and began sucking on the fresh nape. The Maid shocked back away as she felt something warm trickle down her neck. Touching it to find blood, she screamed as Arrax jumped upon the maid.

Woke up in a child’s body after getting hit by a truck? Well, thanks for still being alive! You find yourself not in your familiar world—surrounded by communicators, galonet, and all the other comforts of civilization—but in a place where everyone drives smoky cars running on burning hydrocarbons? Could be worse. At least you don’t have to chase mammoths with a spear. Did the universe throw you some classic transmigrator goodies? I’ll take a hundred! What do you mean, no? Just a couple, but hefty ones… That’ll do for a start. --- This is a translation! Raw: “Ричи”

Reborn into a noble family on the edge of a kingdom, Licerio now lives a simple but comfortable life, but happy times don't last forever. A territorial war ravages his land; his father goes to war and returns dying, close to death. Now he must go and fight for his territory in his father's name, fighting and killing without mercy. But it will not be easy, because the enemy baron has received help from the marquis's theurgists, humans with magical powers whose presence is devastating to any enemy army. Thereafter, he will never be able to return to his normal life. He will end up embroiled in political conflicts, fighting with words and flattery instead of weapons. He will rise through the ranks as a theurgist and fight wars against nobles, kings, and emperors in a world that will not wait for him to grow up peacefully. But he has a special trait, a talent linked to his being, which allows him to improve his strength depending on his subject's strength. He will grow with it, learning how to use it, improve it, and deal with its consequences.

Astraea, a 23 young woman who dream of love, success and family decide to change her Destiny. She dream of fairytales and happy ending but unexpected things happen. She meet klaus mikaelson which transform her life and later in the future, end up marrying the prince and futur king of zephyrium: Nathaniel. Nathaniel at the beginning loved her until he learn that she is a part of the reason he lost his 2 children. One mistake from her past cost him his children. Now, he wants revenge..... until love changes everything.

​The world is not as you know it. Hidden beneath the surface of everyday life-from the luxurious corridors of South African palaces to the quiet banality of a local high school named Milner-a secret war is being waged by ancient royal bloodlines and primordial demonic forces. ​Enter Hakuna, a young prince of the mighty Letebele Clan. Gifted with phenomenal power and burdened by the spirit of a ten-thousand-year-old entity named Psycha, Hakuna is expected to carry the weight of his legacy. But all he really wants is to navigate his confusing High School years, keep up with his superhuman friends, and maybe-just maybe-avoid permanently breaking reality during a casual confrontation. ​ ​As the lines between domestic squabbles, royal duty, and world-ending chaos blur, Hakuna must grapple with the shocking power he inherited from his father yet still doesn't fully understand. When his personal life collides with the war-leaving his loved ones suddenly vulnerable-Hakuna will be forced to unleash a level of destruction that could save his world or reduce it to ashes. ​The greatest danger to the world is not the darkness it hides, but the sheer, reckless power of the boy determined to protect the only people he cares about.

"If all the Ancient Ones rise against us, I'll burn them all. If the entire world turns against us, I will set it ablaze. Nothing will stand in our way. Nothing!" - Achilles Adrastia Maxwell --- Death followed Achilles like a plague. Finding himself at his lowest point, he comes to realize how little value human life held as terrifying Advanced Humans and Evolutius Beasts waded across the Colonies of this World. About to lose the only remaining person close to him by falling into the jaws of an Evolutius Beast, a spark bloomed inside of him as the Evolutius Crystals he held disappeared, and he saw a distinct blue panel appear before his eyes! [Achilles Maxwell] [Assimilation]:: Organic Crystal(Evolutius Crystals)(3%)- Obtained qualities of Regeneration, Energy Conversion, Flexibility, and Light Manipulation  [Existence Corruption Value]:: 0% [Complexity]:: Negligible A simple spark. And yet the changes it brought…were limitless! In an endlessly vast post-apocalyptic world filled with futuristic Colonies that merged magic with technology, undercurrents surge from the depths of the World as even the Ancient Ones sealed many years ago begin to awaken. In the middle of all this, the terrifying power dwelling within Achilles leads him to question its origins, and the answer to this is something that resonates and leads back to his very bloodline. Ancient Ones. Advanced Ones. Ancient Bloodlines, and Unfathomable Lineages...anything and everything swirls into a storm of heavy proportions that will change everything!

What is the hunt? The hunt is everlasting. As long as life exists, beings will either become hunters or prey. However, even a hunter may one day turn into prey, and even the weakest prey may bare its fangs at the strong and become a hunter. The food chain dictates that blood must be spilled for life to exist. And murder is just another ugly, albeit necessary, part of life. Only those who remain at the top of mountains of corpses decide which is which. Everyone is a hunter, and everyone is prey. Even those who carry the blood of Old Valyria. And even those mighty beasts that declare sovereignty over the empty skies. __________________ Prince Baelon had three sons: Viserys, Daemon, and Aegon. Sadly, Aegon died in infancy, leaving both Baelon and Alyssa heartbroken. Alyssa was always optimistic about having more children, and seeing her son die left her lost and hollow. She, too, barely managed to survive, by the gods’ grace, overcoming the hardships the pregnancy left her with. two years later, in 86 AC, she gave birth to her fourth child, Zalarys Targaryen, First of His Name, and the one who would end it all.

One minute, I’m a 28-year-old basement dweller choking on a double-pepperoni pizza while watching questionable content. The next, I’m Lord Elaric Voss, the "heroic" master of Ravenhold—a crumbling pile of rocks in a kingdom where the economy is a literal joke. In the Kingdom of Aldoria, there are no dragons, no magic, and zero genius inventions. There’s just mud, leaky stone keeps, and a feudal tax system so brutal that peasants literally eat rocks to survive. My new "reward" is a keep with a 90% tax rate, a dungeon full of badgers, and a village of eighty people who smell like they’ve never heard of soap. In my old life, I was a sarcastic, unrepentant pervert. In this life? I’m the same guy, just with a permanent resting asshole face and a lot more authority. I have no master plan to revolutionize crop rotation. I don't care about kingdom-building or epic wars. My goals are simple: 1. Roast this medieval shithole until my modern brain stops hurting. 2. Avoid getting killed by my rich, pompous neighbors. 3. Build the ultimate harem of sweaty, hard-working maids. From "inspecting" laundry baskets for fabric quality to accidental "slips" during cold river baths, I’m going to be the most degenerate Lord this realm has ever seen. The King wants his grain, the Baron wants my head, and my steward is having a heart attack—but as long as the maids keep working up a sweat, I’m staying right here. Welcome to Ravenhold. Leave your dignity at the gate. I’ve already sniffed mine away. ________________________________________ What to Expect: • A Modern degenerate MC: No heroics, just sarcasm, luck, and zero shame. • Gritty Medieval Realism: Mud, smells, and a dogshit economy. • Comedy & Slapstick: High-stakes diplomatic insults and low-stakes horse-shit accidents. • Slow-Burn Harem: A focus on sensory details, sweat fetishes, and "inspections". • Zero Magic, Zero OP Powers: Just a modern man surviving through sheer audacity.

In a kingdom bound by power, prophecy, and blood, Lyra was never meant to stand at the center of it all. But when an ancient force awakens and chooses her, everything changes. The crown prince, bound by duty. A rival prince, driven by desire. A playful heart hiding dangerous truths. And another, watching from the shadows. Four princes. One girl. And a fate none of them can escape. As kingdoms stir, councils whisper, and enemies rise from within and beyond the throne, Lyra must face a truth more dangerous than war itself— She was not just chosen. She was claimed. And in a world where love is power… choosing wrong could destroy them all.