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  1. Rec 19

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    She was doomed to become the Ugly Dark Witch of her childhood tales, no matter what she did. And that was the role she would grow into — damn her heart, damn her dreams of light and sunshine and kind, handsome princes.
    Hunger still clawed an endless pit in her belly, and nothing — no one — could ever fill it, placate the beast, satiate her to the marrow.
    She was to be always hollow, always a ghost in her own skin, a dream-like mirage of a girl.

    He couldn't run away. On that, he and his family agreed. He had simply to eradicate the putrescence until he was brand-new, and clean, and more alive than any of those walking, decaying Black corpses would ever be.
    He fought death with a thunderous excess of life, until he was gorged with it, until he could drown inside its pulsing, living core.

    This is a tale where Beast and Beauty are one and the same - where Cinderella plays the role of the Wicked Witch and the handsome, rebellious Prince Charming does not save her. A story of mutual haunting, of an obsession spanning two decades, of transformation - and, perhaps, of love, too.

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    04 Jun 2026

  2. Rec 4

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    Daemon Blackfyre, second of his name, woke up with a heavy hand pressed to his lips.

    "Do not," a familiar voice said very close to his ear, "make a sound."

    Ah, he thought as he got up as best as he could with his hands bound, of course. How could he'd ever doubted his dreams.

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    After the events of the failed Second Blackfyre Rebellion, Daemon goes from Bloodraven's hands to Bittersteel's with the intend of returning to Tyrosh whatever means necessary. If only it were so easy.

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    29 May 2026

  3. Rec 2

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    The world around him was awash with grey as the morning mists settled around the tourney fields. Baelor had hoped that facing Daemon would bring back sweeter memories, sweet like victory and Dornish wine and dancing with his Aunt Daenerys. Instead, the pale chill crept into his bones and brought him back to Ashford. It had been cold and sunless then, too.

    To earn the name Breakspear, Baelor Targaryen defeated Daemon Blackfyre in the lists to celebrate his aunt’s wedding. Twenty-five years later: he is King Baelor II, and there is another wedding, another tourney, and another Daemon Blackfyre waiting for him.

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    29 May 2026

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    Daeron Targaryen was cut off from the royal family two years ago. There was to be no contact, no money, no mention in the holiday broadcast.
    His family didn't seem to read the same legal notice he'd been forced to sign.
    Aerion keeps wiring money that freezes his bank account. Aegon tracked him down to the coffee shop he works at now. And his married cousin, Valarr, keeps showing up after dark at his Flea Bottom apartment.
    Daeron would like everyone to stop. He would especially like to mean it.
    His coworker, Dunk, who is usually incredibly patient about everything, is tired of cleaning up the chaos they leave in Daeron's life. He's going to do something about it, and no, that's not because he's in love with Daeron or anything like that.

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    22 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 16

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    There’s something else, though, underneath that hard, steady gaze. The slightest blink, the barest shine that Baelor hasn’t seen since the night before Redgrass Field all those years ago, when neither one of them were certain they were going to survive the next day.

    “Don’t do anything foolish,” Maekar had said as they shared a flagon of wine beneath the night sky that would give way to a bloody dawn.

    And Baelor had given him a pat on the shoulder and a smile that didn’t meet his eyes.

    “Nor you, valonqar. Not until I get there, at least.”

    Now, kneeling in the dirt in armor that doesn’t quite fit him right, his brother’s labored breathing louder than it has any right to be, Baelor thinks of the foolish decisions that have led them both to this point.

    OR: the Trial of the Seven still goes wrong, and Prince Baelor Targaryen learns that even honorable actions can have terrible consequences.

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    17 May 2026