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In the dying age of the Dragon Riders, when Galbatorix's shadow has swallowed Alagaësia whole, a farm girl from the Spine discovers a silver-white dragon egg buried beneath the bones of a long-dead Rider. She names the hatchling Verthandi, binds to her in the ancient tongue, and within a season can call lightning from a clear sky — but the egg didn't give her everything she is. She carries a bloodline older than the Riders themselves, tracing back to a land across the sea where great families wage war beneath the cold gaze of ravens. She doesn't merely hear her dragon's thoughts; she tastes iron on the wind before blood is spilled, feels every living flame within a mile, and knows when someone is lying — a power the elves call a gift, the dwarves call witchery, and she calls a curse that gets people killed. When the Varden's fragile alliances fracture along the same fault lines that once shattered Westeros — ambition, betrayal, oaths sworn to two masters — she must choose between the rebellion she's sworn to and the instinct screaming in her blood that the real war hasn't even begun, because something ancient is waking in the north of Alagaësia, and it knows her name.
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I thought dying would be the end of my struggles. Instead, I woke up cold, tiny, and surrounded by the scent of stale pellets and Twoleg monsters. It doesn't take long for the reality to set in. The hyperactive siblings picking on me are Socks and Ruby. The soft mother is Quince. And me? I’m Tiny. The runt. The future tyrant of BloodClan. Except I’m not a tom. And I’m not oblivious. I have the memories of a past life spent reading the Warrior Cats series, and I am completely lucid to the nightmare unfolding around me. I know exactly what's coming. I know about the forest cats, I know about the dog teeth, and I know about the massive, tabby apprentice named Tigerpaw who is destined to shatter my spirit on a sunlit border. But if that future tyrant thinks he can break a she-cat who already knows his endgame, he has another thing coming. I refuse to be the mindless monster the narrative demands me to be—but surviving the brutal Twolegplace as a female runt with a target on her back will require claws, cunning, and a darkness of my own. The forest thinks it knows the legend of Scourge. They have no idea I’m rewriting it.
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A tiny, half-starved kittypet is found broken and bleeding on ThunderClan's border—the work of an apprentice whose claws are sharper than his mentor's leash. When Bluefur drags the black kit into camp, she has no way of knowing that the ice-blue eyes staring up from the moss hold something far more dangerous than any wound: a future that could save the Clan—or rot it from the inside out.
Goosefeather has seen the blight. He has seen the darkness spreading from a single, broken seed, and he knows—knows—what this kit will become. But prophecies are treacherous things, and the line between salvation and destruction has never been thinner than it is now, in the space between a warrior's duty and a medicine cat's doom.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 by z12345
Fandoms: EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums), Warriors - Erin Hunter
24 Jul 2026
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Odysseus never craved the clash of bronze or the bitter scent of funeral pyres. He was a man woven from the quiet fabrics of home—the salt-spray of Ithaca, the warmth of a hearth, the steady, gentle pulse of peace.
But fate is a thief in the night.
Ripped from his sanctuary by the iron hands of destiny, he was dragged from his shores and thrown into the maw of a war he never chose. Now, the blood of Troy has dried, but the true tempest is just beginning to roar.
The war against the gods is far from over.
To wage war against the divine is to court absolute ruin, a battle where mortal cunning shatters like glass against immortal will. Yet, in the shadow of crumbling idols, perhaps a whisper of grace remains. When the heavens themselves descend in wrath, can the desperate prayers of a reluctant king summon salvation? And in the darkest hour of this divine crusade, perhaps it is not a grand army that will save him—but the fleeting, fragile hands of one or two unlikely souls.
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In a world where the ancient war between Autobots and Decepticons is fought not with alt-modes and energy blades, but with fang and claw and devastating dragonfire, you are an anomaly — a dragon of unknown origin whose scales shimmer with an energy signature neither faction has ever seen. When Optimus Prime, a massive blue-scaled wyrm with optics that burn like supernovas, discovers you half-dead in the Nevada desert, you're pulled into a war far older and far more dangerous than you ever imagined. Megatron's flight of iron-scaled war dragons hunts the AllSpark — a legendary source of draconic power — and your strange abilities have made you a prize worth killing for.
As you recover among the Autobot dragons — the swift golden-scaled scout Bumblebee, the grizzled forest-green healer Ratchet, and the towering prime himself — you begin to unravel the mystery of what you are and why both sides want you. But trust is a fragile thing in a war that has burned for millennia, and choosing the wrong ally could mean the destruction of everything you're beginning to call home.
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Bad news, I died. Good news, I’m back. Bad news again, I’m a cat. Being reborn as Smudge, one of this world’s most forgettable cats, definitely had its upsides and downsides. My rebirth has caused a butterfly effect changing everything. Maybe my selfish nature and tendency towards blackmail can make the future a little brighter.
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26 Jul 2026
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When you are doomed to an eternity of living as an apprentice, you've only really got two options. You can fall into a depression, hating the world for its cruelty, or you can enjoy what you can of it, taking risks and being a hero every time you can. Snakepaw took option two.
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27 Jun 2026
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In a fractured Pandora on the brink of war, you are a high ranking senator whose ship crash-lands in the Metkayina's reef. Wounded, separated from your crew, and stripped of your political identity, you’re forced to ally yourself with the reluctant Na'vi while trying to complete your impossible Mission: Ease tensions between Na'vi and mankind, and uncover what the RDA is really planning for Pandora.
(This is actually a text-based game! But I'm putting it in traditional fanfic format for people who simply want to read rather then play! The link will be in my tumblr!)
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24 Jun 2026
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Her Purpose: Various Yandere Marvel X Reader (Hiatus) by TheYandereSpecialistEPICNESSQUEEN
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09 Oct 2021
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A war, and chance at peace, the princess (Name) is kidnapped and forced to be the betrothed to Thor, who becomes obsessed with her, along with Loki. Her new parents love her dearly. Though (Name) is against her purpose to Asgard. That her life is nothing more than controlled for peace. She has a far greater purpose, she just does not know it yet.
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03 May 2026
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She should have woken in her own world—a place where Dune was only a story, a series of books and films safely caged behind a screen.
Instead, she opens her eyes as Neralyth Nhyssorin, heir to a House the Imperium fears and pretends not to see.A future she once read now moves toward her like a tide she cannot escape.
The known chronicle warps.
The players shift.
Two scions of rival destinies circle nearer than they ever should.And Neralyth, reborn into a House older than its enemies and far more dangerous, learns that prophecy and power taste different when they are no longer fiction—when they want her in return.
Nothing unfolds as the universe promised.
And she will not play the role it wrote for her.Bookmarked by z12345
02 Apr 2026