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The Red Khal: A Chronicle of Blood and Dragonfire by Vikrant_Utekar
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), DC Extended Universe, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, Game of Thrones (TV)
25 Jun 2026
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Jason Todd — Robin turned Red Hood — survives a sacrificial death and wakes in Essos, enslaved in Meereen's fighting pits. His Lazarus Pit-fueled resilience and combat training make him a feared gladiator. After two years and 143 kills, he intervenes to protect Daenerys Targaryen, defeats Khal Drogo in single combat, and unexpectedly becomes Khal — leader of 40,000 Dothraki warriors.
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22 Jul 2026
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The Red Khal: A Chronicle of Blood and Dragonfire
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Maester Aemon's Guide to Duty by FenceSittersAnonymous
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, Game of Thrones (TV), A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
19 Jul 2026
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“Seventy years we will give you back, a gift of life you should have had, but nothing gained is ever free, paid in years they shall not see.”
The deal is made. Yet when Maester Aemon wakes up, sure that it was but a cruel dream and he is still alive with the regrets of a lifetime consuming him, he expects to hear Samwell Tarly and Gilly and to still be at sea.
Instead, he finds himself in a feather bed in chambers he has not seen in over seventy years, in a time he has no business being in, and with a man he had not hoped to see again sat by his bedside.
Yet even the Gods can’t predict just how differently things go. Really, he should have known better than to expect changing the future to be simple.
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19 Jul 2026
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Maester Aemon's Guide to Duty
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The first cut is the deepest by FenceSittersAnonymous
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
16 Jul 2026
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After dying at the hands of Jon Snow, betrayed for the final time by her own blood after years of agony and torment, Daenerys wishes more than anything that she could have her time again – regret and guilt etched into every prayer.
Except she doesn’t wake up in 298 AC, walking out of her husband’s pyre as she had prayed for. No. She wakes up in 209 AC, deep in the Dragonmont with Drogon by her side.
A Targaryen alone in the world is a terrible thing, and now she's going to learn why.
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19 Jul 2026
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The first cut is the deepest
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When Lexa die, everything become just too much. All her mistakes, all the betrayal, all the myth surrounding her as Wanheda get to Clarke in a way that will change her life and those of every living soul for years to come. A second chance. Not only for her. But for everyone. That's her intention.
This will be an epic storytelling about what an unstoppable force can do when they have the right amount of help and support to made every idea and intention work.
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This is a very complex time-travelling story.
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What if after Jon kills her, Daenerys ended up in the past?
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Daemon froze. For a heartbeat, he thought it must be a trick of the torchlight.
But the hair spilling down the girl’s back was silver.
Not pale gold. Not the washed-out blond of Lys.
Silver.
Bright as moonlight.
Slowly, the girl lifted her head. Her eyes were pale violet, the color of lilacs in spring, and filled with naked terror. She wore only a thin, translucent shift that clung to her narrow frame. In the wavering torchlight, Daemon could see the bruises plainly: dark finger-shaped marks along her arms, mottled purple shadows down her legs, and even beneath the thin cloth where it stretched across the fragile cage of her ribs.
Too small.
Seven hells, she could hardly be older than five summers.
Something ancient stirred in Daemon’s chest. A strange tightening beneath his ribs, sharp and certain all at once.
Like calls to like.
Blood to blood.
A dragon knows its own.