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"My memory... hehe. King Robert Baratheon... murdered by a pig. Give me something for the pain, and let me die." What eloquent last words for a king. But Robert had never been an eloquent man. Not as a rowdy young man. Not as the leader of the Rebellion that put an end to the Targaryen Dynasty. Not as the first non-Targaryen ruler of the Seven Kingdoms. He wasn't about to turn into a damn poet on his deathbed. I'd trade everything to go back… Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

Jaehaerys raised his chin, undaunted. This man couldn't harm him, he reminded himself, that's why he brought Prince Viserys to the capital in the first place. "I am the Crown Prince of the Seven Kingdoms. A dragon. You are nothing more than a fool who befriended one," Jaehaerys replied, having prepared that line in advance. It had the desired effect. The Small Council members turned to look at Connington. The man trembled with rage, balling his fists. Strangely, he reminded Jae of Viserys. "And if I don't?" he asked. "If you don't, Lord Baratheon will take this tale back home. Ser Jaime will wonder out loud every chance he gets why our Lord Regent was so unwilling to protect the Crown Prince though he'd been aware of his mistreatment the entire time. Soon enough, the entire realm will know." Jaehaerys tilted his head. "And I wonder how my family in the North will feel about that." "Not to mention the common people, when they hear an up-jumped minor Lord, my bannerman no less, dared to harm a Prince of the Blood. They remember the only reason you're in power is because you took advantage of the chaos at the end of the Rebellion," Lord Stannis seconded Jaehaerys, the large man and the little boy glaring at the Lord Regent in unison. His face grew so red, it matched his hair. Jaehaerys feared his head might explode. In the end, Lord vary broke the silence when he said, "Perhaps the Prince's suggestion is sound. Prince Viserys should be sent to Dragonstone. Out of sight and out of mind, as they say." Finally, Connington gave a nod. So slight, one could doubt he agreed at all. "But Daenerys stays," Jaehaerys pushed on. "I won't have her at Dragonstone where Viserys can torment her." "Fine!" Connington said, "Now, begone." "You don't order the Crown Prince around, fool!" Stannis protested. "That's quite alright, Lord Baratheon," he said, looking up at him with a small smile. "I was leaving anyway." Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

Scott spent most of his life on the battlefield, fighting and killing without end. But everything changed when he started a family, leading him to abandon his life as a soldier in pursuit of happiness. However, the very military he once served with unwavering loyalty betrayed him, brutally ending both him and his family. Losing everything he held dear, Scott thought it was the end. But fate had other plans. Granted a second chance in the world of his favorite series and armed with the system from the Solo Leveling universe Scott now faces a new challenge. Will he seize this opportunity to build a better life, or will he perish once more in a world fraught with danger?

Jacob Alexander traveled from another world to the Teen Wolf universe, arriving with a sign-in system just two days before Scott McCall was bitten by Peter Hale. As a weredragon and an avid fan of the show, Jacob plans to enjoy his new reality to the fullest. He’ll befriend Stiles and Scott, stir up some fun, and—if he’s lucky—maybe even realize his dream of building a harem. A Quick Note: This fanfiction doesn’t take itself too seriously. It’s pure fun, packed with chaos, and yes—it’s a harem story. So, check your brain at the door and just enjoy the ride. Disclaimer: Teen Wolf, Game of Thrones, and all other referenced works, characters, and settings belong to their respective owners. I claim no rights to any of them. World Progression: Chapters 1–170: Beacon Hills (Teen Wolf universe) Chapter 171: The MC went to Westeros (Game of Thrones universe) if you like this story and want to support me please go to: patreon.com/Ayoub_AMZ926 40 Chapters ahead of webnovel

Jon Snow, the prince that was promised, was sent to the wall when he saved everyone from the tyranny of mad king born with brea*ts, yet is killed beyond the wall by those who feared his ancestry. However as the one favoured by Old gods and the New, he gets a chance again to become a King that the realm needs. For Advanced chapters [email protected] /A_Man5_Plight Disclaimer: I do not own Game of thrones or any of its characters. It is created by GRRM and HBO. This is a non-commercial fan work for entertainment purposes only. Cover isn't mine. Pics right belong to it's original owner.

Dominate the Game of Thrones: It All Starts with a Hedge Knight Transported into the world of Game of Thrones, a man named Don Quixote lives by the sword as a Hedge Knight. His luck turns when a contract from a widow unexpectedly triggers a Knightly Quest System. Slaughter bandits. Guard caravans. Finish the job, reap the overpowered rewards! From the icy wastelands of the North to the backstabbing courts of King's Landing! From the continent of Westeros to the far reaches of Essos! Watch him rise from a broke squire to the supreme overlord of the realm! With an iron lance in hand and a vow in his heart, he charges into a world built on blood and fire. He’s here to massacre White Walkers, crush the Iron Throne, and become a legend. Enter the era of the legendary knight—Don Quixote!

In the brutal world of ice and fire, only the sword can speak the truth. Logar — a young pirate with the ancient blood of Old Valyria burning in his veins — spots Westeros just beyond the waves. The Blacks and the Greens have already drawn blood, igniting the savage Dance of the Dragons. A real chance to tame and ride a living dragon? No way in hell he’s letting that slip past. The path to becoming the undisputed lord of the seas starts right here… rising from the blood of a bastard.

Daemon Blackfyre—the rebel who ripped the Seven Kingdoms apart—was cut down by his own half-brother on the Redgrass Field. Somehow he tore through time and space itself… and woke up inside the ruined body of another loser. Viserys Targaryen the Third. They called him the Beggar King. The Exile. The tyrant who broke his own sister. Second son of Mad King Aerys—the last dying spark of the dragon bloodline. Old Valyria. That empire built on blood and fire… and swallowed by blood and fire in the end. A thousand years of glory. Now the question burns: Will he hammer it into a new ladder straight to the Iron Throne? Or let it burn again… so something fiercer can rise from the ashes? One black dragon from the darkest chapter of history has clawed his way back from the dead. With reborn talons and a sword still wet with fury, he will rip fate apart and write the final page of House Targaryen himself. “The man standing in front of you, sword in hand—he’s no beggar. He’s the warrior descended. He’s the Sword King. He’s the Black Dragon the Seven Kingdoms will never forget. The proud bastard son of Aegon the Fourth… Daemon Blackfyre.”

Game of Thrones: King of Harrenhal—Starting With Garth Greenhand's Stat Panel At the Trident, the Dragon Prince Rhaegar died beneath the crushing blow of Robert the Usurper's warhammer. An ancient dynasty was reduced to ashes, and the curtain rose on a brand-new era. A new king sits the throne, leaving the defeated royalists to suffer brutal humiliation and punishment. But look closely at the Iron Throne: beneath the crown of the stag, the kingdom is already fracturing. Under the illusion of a prosperous, long summer, the realm is quietly rotting away. Arthur Whent looked at the heavy hitters circling the throne: Robert, Jon Arryn, the Kingslayer, Cersei, Varys, Littlefinger, Renly, Stannis, Tywin... In this game of thrones across the Seven Kingdoms, who will actually walk away the winner? Game of Thrones: King of Harrenhal—Starting With Garth Greenhand's Stat Panel Armed with a game-like interface to level up his innate talents, he will forge a destiny that defies all ordinary limits. The heir to House Whent swears to force the Seven Kingdoms to turn a new page.

"The Iron Throne has no armrests!" "The game of thrones is dangerous as hell!" "I’ve killed pirates in the Stepstones! Have you?" "I’ve robbed warlocks in Qarth! Have you?" "I’ve been to every damn port in the world! Have you?" … One lucky break and Leon , your average guy from Earth, wakes up as Pierce Celtigar—the third son of House Celtigar. The second he sees the family vaults stuffed wall-to-wall with gold, jewels, and ancient Valyrian loot, Pierce makes the kind of decision that would have his ancestors spinning in their tombs: he steals the whole damn fortune and invests it. Just like that, a monstrously powerful Golden Celtigar dynasty explodes onto the Narrow Sea—an empire of coin and steel so dominant it makes the entire Seven Kingdoms (and the rest of the Mainstream kingpin. Behind-the-scenes puppet master. The true industrial Cthulhu.

Thanks for asking. So, here’s the situation: I’m in Westeros, and I’m currently starving. I woke up in the body of the man destined to wear the "Golden Crown"—and not the fun kind. I am the "Sleeping Dragon," the "dragonspawn" Robert Baratheon wants dead, the Mother of Dragons' useless brother, the Beggar King himself: Viserys Targaryen. I can barely scrape together a decent meal, let alone raise a little sister. Staring down the barrel of the original owner’s impossible "Restoration of the Dynasty," I was just about to throw in the towel and call it quits... That’s when my cheat code finally kicked in. It manifested as a holographic Game Admin, ready to con players from Earth into doing my dirty work. "Do you want a 100% realistic VR experience? Welcome to the first-ever immersive sim that feels exactly like isekai! It’s A Song of Ice and Fire meets Mount & Blade—and it's all yours!" Players: "Yes! YES!" "Be a knight, a lord, a member of the Kingsguard, or a conqueror of the frontier! A Dragonrider or an Alchemist! The medieval fantasy life you dreamed of as a kid—wielding magic and swords—is finally here!" Players: "Shut up and take my money! YES!" Staring at the endless sea of gamers—the legendary "Fourth Scourge"—Viserys asked the Admin in his head, "So... that’s how you bamboozled them into becoming my cannon fodder?" Admin: "Yup. They logged in screaming things like 'My Honor is Loyalty' and 'Death before Dishonor' and 'For the Horde'—err, I mean, 'For the Realm.'" Viserys had an epiphany. "So this is how you retake the Iron Throne." "FOR THE DRAGONS!" The next second, Viserys was trampled into the dirt by a stampede of screaming gamers. "AND FOR THE LOOT!"

Cash Rules Everything Around Me Forget the Iron Throne. While everyone else is playing politics or dying for honor, our protagonist realizes the only thing that really matters in the Seven Kingdoms is the hustle. Transmigrated into the brutal world of Game of Thrones with a mysterious "System," he decides to skip the heroics and go straight for the profit. He’s bringing a little organized crime energy to a medieval world. Imagine if a mob boss woke up in Westeros with a cheat code. Honor is for dead Starks. Loyalty is for sale. Amss enough gold to buy the Seven Kingdoms—or at least survive them in style. Why you should read it: If you’re tired of "good guy" protagonists and want to see someone treat the War of the Five Kings like a business opportunity, this is your book. It’s dark, it’s funny, and it proves that even Lannisters have to pay up when the bill comes due.

After Jon is transported into this world, he asks himself a question: can the Night’s Watch save the Seven Kingdoms? Answer: the Night’s Watch can’t save the Seven Kingdoms. So Jon leaves the Watch. After he becomes a lord in his own right, he asks himself again: can a single lord save the Seven Kingdoms? Answer: one lord still can’t save the Seven Kingdoms. So he sets his sights on the Iron Throne—the throne that should’ve been his—and launches a challenge for it. P.S. The protagonist is Jon Snow. The story kicks off when he heads south to take part in the War of the Five Kings.

Daemon Blackfyre, the legendary rebel who tried to seize the Iron Throne, dies in a hail of arrows—only to wake up 100 years in the past. It’s 97 AC. The Targaryen dynasty is at its absolute peak, and the devastating civil war known as the "Dance of the Dragons" hasn't happened yet. Daemon isn't a king or a conqueror here; he’s just a forgotten orphan in the royal family tree. He still has the heart of a rebel. Drawn to the most dangerous, untamable beast on Dragonstone, Daemon bonds with The Cannibal—a dragon notorious for eating its own kind. Now, armed with the wildest dragon in history and future knowledge, he stands face-to-face with his legendary ancestors: The Rogue Prince (Daemon Targaryen): Young, arrogant, and dangerous. The Old King (Jaehaerys): Crushed by the weight of the crown. Rhaenys: The Queen Who Never Was, watching with ambitious eyes. Daemon Blackfyre spent his first life trying to tear the kingdom apart. In this second life, he has to decide: Will he let the House of the Dragon burn itself to the ground as history intended, or will he use his fire to forge a new path and save his family from themselves?

Reborn as Viserys Targaryen—the once-scorned Beggar King—he awakens as the last True Dragon. What began as a life of exile and weakness becomes the spark of a revolution that will reshape the world. With dragonfire as his decree and conviction as his crown, Viserys rallies the people, tames dragons, and turns scorn into loyalty. Each victory forges his legend, until the fallen prince rises as the True Dragon Emperor—liberator, conqueror, and the hero who will stand against the Long Night. This is the story of how a broken heir reclaims an empire, one step, one flame, and one crown at a time.

A great kingdom is nearing its end, and a new era is about to begin. Daeron Targaryen once thought about competing for the Iron Throne — maybe even saving this crumbling realm himself. But then he looked around: the “Mad King” Aerys II, Rhaegar, Tywin, Robert… yeah, not exactly easy company. Life’s tough — maybe it’s better to just settle down and farm instead. Now, with a red comet appearing early over Westeros, comes a “Stardew Valley-style system” that lets him master five skills — farming, foraging, fishing, mining, and combat. Maybe someone like him can still write his own legend.

A modern soul awakens in the North, reborn not as a man, but as a Growlithe. Found with the direwolves, he must navigate the Game of Thrones using a minimalist System to evolve. But take heed: this is no typical Pokémon journey.

While searching for Voldemort’s Horcruxes, Harry Potter accidentally finds himself in the harsh, ancient land of Westeros. Stranded with his wand and his magical trunk filled with riches, Harry forges a new path in a world where dragons used to fly, winters last generations, and magic is feared more than understood.

Follow, Arthur Manderly on his journey. The OC heir and Grandson of Lord Wyman Manderly. --------------------------------------------------------------- A young lord of the north on his rise towards power and tragedy. Our hero will play the game of thrones and win. His story will be filled with glory, love and loss. --------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect: A Overpowered MC with Flaws Multiple POV chapters Some Slice of Life Chapters No fix-it fiction Not SI or Reincarnated Proper worldbuilding background in the feudal aspects, military machinations, medieval politics, noble ambitions and society. Natural story progression. Slow paced Heavy AU. Expanded Weirwood/Old Gods magic system. Canon-divergent interpretation of magic. --------------------------------------------------------------- This is not a translation. Overall, an attempt at trying to create a story worth reading and enjoying. I have taken the help of AI in improving the vocabulary and diction of my story. I use it only for editing, but in the initial chapters I hadn't been able to do it very well. That is why it seems too AI. I still use it for editing but I can assure you I have become better at using it and trimming parts that are going to ruin the immersion. So, I hope you can look past the usage of AI but if you can't then this story won't be for you. Thank you for reading my story. Show support if you can. P.S. I do not own anything except my own characters. This is not for commercial gain or any monetary benefits.

For more chapters patreon.com/Liamlivingstone At just seven years old, Dina Avery was imprisoned in Azkaban, becoming Sirius Black’s fellow inmate. On his first day behind bars, he discovered that "Merlin’s XX" wasn’t just an expletive—it was a real summoning ability. He could actually call upon Merlin’s powers, including but not limited to: - Merlin’s Beard - Merlin’s Stockings - Merlin’s Magic - Merlin’s Bloodline - Merlin’s Treasure From that day on, Dina relentlessly “borrowed” from Merlin’s legacy. Four years later, Dina made history as the first young wizard to receive a Hogwarts acceptance letter while in Azkaban. After being picked up by Snape, he found that his home was gone. But it didn’t matter. He was Merlin’s heir. The scum responsible for his family’s destruction would soon face justice— at the hands of the new Merlin, just like in The Count of Monte Cristo.