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83: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Tourney pt.5

Maekar had a dragon.

That singular fact had shattered everything for Rhaenys. It was enough to make her abandon over a year's worth of scheming and meticulous planning—all discarded in a heartbeat. Every strategy she had painstakingly crafted, every ally she had cautiously fostered, was now useless.

She spent days reevaluating her position, reflecting on what...

82: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Tourney pt.4

The Tyrell tents dominated the western part of the  tourney grounds—a sprawling expanse of green and gold, with golden roses fluttering proudly in the cool evening breeze. Within these grand pavilions, beneath a canopy of vibrant fabric, prominent lords—the supporters of Prince Aegon Targaryen—gathered under the cover of darkness. This was their first such council: a secret meeting t...

132: Redoing my Life, You Shouldn't Have Said That

"I never understood why they call Batman using the Bat-Signal," John said, sprawled across the couch.

Matt and I exchanged a glance from where we sat on the other couch. I was in the middle of a mission in Mass Effect 3, controller in hand, the screen filled with the chaos of a battle against the Reapers.

John shifted a bit, looking at us with a curious express...

82: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Tourney pt.4

This is going to be the longest chapter in this fic.

I actually fell asleep while editing, and I just woke up! So here’s a little preview, since I was supposed to post this hours ago.

The Tounrey arc of the fic will end with the next chapter—then all hell breaks loose!

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The Tyrell tents dominated the...

131: Redoing my Life, Disneyland pt.2

Daniel watched as Cam came to a halt near him, panting heavily. "Oh, thank God she stopped," Cam wheezed, placing his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. Mitchell, equally winded, finally caught up and straightened, looking completely taken aback when he recognized Daniel.

"Daniel? What are you doing here?" Mitchell asked, his surprise evident.

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130: Redoing my Life: Disneyland pt.1

[Haley Commentary]

"So, the last year has been a real rollercoaster for me," Haley said, a small smile on her face, though a hint of exhaustion was visible in her eyes. "First, I broke up with Daniel. I mean, we kind of hit a slump, you know? We were going in different directions in life. It was fine... I was fine." She shrugged it off casually.

130: Redoing my Life, Disneyland

Here is the beginning of the next chapter. I will post it along with chapter 131 soon.

It's been a frustrating week for me, and I need to get back in the zone for writing. I'll make up for fewer chapters this week by posting more next week.

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[Haley Commentary]

"So, the last year has been a rea...

Bonus Chapter: Redoing my Life: Three is Better than Two

Daniel looked at the deck of cards in Margot's hands as she sat down on the ground next to Scarlett around the small table. He was seated comfortably on the couch, his eyes glancing between the two women with a look of curiosity.

“What are the stakes?” Scarlett asked, her eyes glinting as she eyed the cards.

Margot and Daniel exchanged a glance, a moment of...

81: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Tourney pt.3

The grandstands surrounding the jousting grounds were packed with nobles from all over the Seven Kingdoms and foreign dignitaries. It was a sea of colors—a dazzling display of banners, noble sigils, and rich fabrics fluttering in the breeze.

Rhaenys sat among her cousins in their private section, nestled within the larger stands. Her father had asked her to join him in the ro...

80: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Tourney pt.2

Rhaenys found herself walking through a beautiful garden. It was filled with clusters of blue roses swaying gently in the breeze, interspersed with vivid red and gold blooms, their petals seemingly glowing in the soft sunlight. The air was fragrant, filled with the sweet scent of flowers and the fresh aroma of damp earth. Parts of the garden seemed familiar, as though she had walked these paths...

Lost in Time: A Dragonlord's Empire

Essos and Westeros in the year 113 AC

6 years after Maekar's Arrival

15: Dragonborn Conqueror, Haldon Must Die pt.2

Haldon stood at the window of his tower's throne room, watching in disbelief as flames engulfed his men's barracks. Moments ago, he had been dictating a letter to King Harren through his maester, explaining the shortage of thralls he would be sending. Then, a thunderous explosion shattered the evening's calm.

Turning his gaze, he saw the barracks consumed by fire.

2024-10-22 10:25:36 +0000 UTC View Post

The Son of Ice and Fire: Lost in Time pt.6

Maekar walked through the courtyard of High Tide, his steps steady and deliberate, his gaze fixed ahead, seemingly indifferent to the eyes that followed his every movement. He could feel them—servants, household knights, even curious onlookers—watching as he passed, their whispers trailing behind like an echo of shadows. They assumed he didn’t speak the Common Tongue. After all, he only e...

The Son of Ice and Fire: Lost in Time pt.5

Laena entered her father's study, the heavy door closing behind her with a soft, resounding thud. The room carried the familiar scent of old parchment, ink, and the ever-present sea breeze that slipped in through the half-open windows. The walls were lined with shelves overflowing with books and charts, and an array of nautical instruments lay scattered across a side table.

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129: Redoing my Life, How a Bat Fights

Since being cast for the role, Jensen had been putting in the work. He was already in fantastic shape, but for Batman—knowing the character inside and out, and being a lifelong fan—Jensen had pushed himself even harder. He had taken up martial arts training, determined to truly embody the physicality of the Caped Crusader. Now, as I watched him with his trainer, the results of his dedicatio...

Dragonborn Conqueror: Kingdom of the Isles and Rivers

Dragonborn Conqueror: Westeros at the Time of Harald’s Arrival

128: Redoing my Life, So they Kill his Dog

My new office at the HQ of Midas Productions was larger than the one I had at Infinite Worlds Publishing. It was sparsely furnished—we’d only moved in three days ago, and there was still much to be done. Lucy had coined the name ‘Midas’ for the company, claiming everything I touched turned to gold. I had to admit, the name had a certain allure, a promise of success.

The...

14: Dragonborn Conqueror, Haldon Must Die pt.1

"It's done. My men are prepared," Jonnel said.

"Good," Harald replied, slipping his battleaxe into the aetherial satchel in his hands. He watched as the weapon vanished into the void-like space of the enchanted bag, its bulky form disappearing without a trace.

Jonnel couldn’t help but stare, his eyes widening. "What else do you have in there?" he asked, his v...

79: The Son of Ice and Fire, The Tourney pt.1

The clang of steel rang through the air, echoing across the makeshift training yard as Maekar’s sword met his uncle’s. Dust rose with each impact, the intensity of their blows sending vibrations up their arms. Around them, Northern lords cheered loudly, urging the two men on.

“Come on, Ned! Don’t let the boy best you!” Greatjon Umber’s bellowing laughter cut through...

127: Redoing my Life, Dreaming up Stuff

I had a dream this morning.  

The dream was vivid—almost unnervingly so. I was playing a game. The visuals were striking, eerily similar to Red Dead Redemption 2, which wouldn’t be released for another six years. When I say ‘similar to Red Dead Redemption 2,’ I mean the graphics: the crisp details, the lifelike textures, the raw realism of the environment.

The Son of Ice and Fire: Lost in Time pt.4

Laena sat at the large table, her eyes fixed on the new guest in her home. The great hall of High Tide was filled with light, the glow from the chandeliers above casting a warm glow over the long dining table. Her father sat at the head, his silver beard glinting under the candlelight. Beside him, her mother, whose beauty only increased as she aged, sat gracefully. To Laena's left was her broth...

Feeling better

Going to start posting again tomorrow

Will post Redoing my Life and The Son of Ice and Fire

Notice

No chapters today

Had some takeout earlier and now I feel like shit it messed me up bad be back at it as soon as I’m feeling better

thanks for your understanding

13: Dragonborn Conqueror, It's a Miracle

“There’s your man,” Jonnel said, pointing at a figure near the entrance of the town. The man stood away from a patrol of guards, looking around as if waiting for someone.

Harald, who wore a cloak to conceal his armor, followed Jonnel's gesture. The night was dark, heavy clouds covering the moon and leaving the streets of Fairmarket and the surroundings cloaked in shadows....

12: Dragonborn Conqueror, Welcome to Fairmarket

Leobald, Chett, Brannik, and Willem walked along the road towards Fairmarket. It was bustling with activity. Merchants with carts, travelers, and farmers all moved along the well-trodden path that led to the busy town.

Chett glanced at the weapons they carried, his brow furrowed. "We shouldn’t have brought our swords. Harald told us to blend in," he muttered uneasily.

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126: Redoing my Life, Money, Money, and More Money

I sat on my couch in my apartment, with Carter, my financial manager, seated beside me. His eyes were on me as I read through the monthly financial reports. The growth was impressive—everything was on the rise. But that was expected, given that having knowledge of the future certainly helped guide my investments.

Still, I wanted more.

I had realized recently ...

78: The Son of Ice and Fire, Scrying the Past III pt.2

The dreamscape shifted and they found themselves standing on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a vast, shimmering city. The sky was lit with hues of gold and silver, and in the distance, Maekar could see towering spires and massive palaces that glittered under the radiant sky—grand structures unlike anything he had ever seen before.

"This..." Brynden began, his voice carrying ...

77: The Son of Ice and Fire, Scrying the Past III pt.1

"Why do you always pull me into this when I'm with a woman?" Maekar demanded, his voice sharp with annoyance as he found himself standing in the familiar dreamscape. He turned his gaze to the cloaked figure standing near the lake—Brynden Rivers, known to many as Bloodraven.

The one-eyed sorcerer turned to him, his narrow red eye seeming to pierce through Maekar.

2024-10-11 19:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post

The Son of Ice and Fire: Lost in Time pt.3

Corlys Velaryon

Bloodstone, the Stepstones - 113 AC

The great hall of the keep in Bloodstone was alight with celebration. The air was thick with laughter and the scent of roasted boar, the flickering flames of torches casting a warm glow across the stone walls. The room was filled with men who had survived the battle—soldiers, sailors a...