lexi18



Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    The perfect world. People call it an impossible and foolish dream, but they are wrong. For the Man of Miracles, this is nothing more than another challenge. But first, I will need to conquer this world...

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    604,860
    Chapters:
    46/46
    Comments:
    121
    Kudos:
    449
    Bookmarks:
    191
    Hits:
    46,872

    27 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 38

    Tags
    Summary

    Baelor expected the conversation to move on, but it did not and the Lord made the comparison.

    Jaehaerys and Alysanne come again.

    Maekar did not merely snort this time. His face flushed with delight as he let out a loud mocking giggle, almost reverberating through the room. “The Good Queen?” He jeered, and ignored the dangerous look Myriah was sporting. “Do you hear this horseshit brother? No one has ever accused me of being good before!”

    Or, Baelor and Maekar attempt to break a Targaryen record to mixed results.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,155
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    23
    Kudos:
    234
    Bookmarks:
    38
    Hits:
    1,711

    26 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 22

    Tags
    Summary

    Baelor would never let anything take Maekar away from him, not even their sons.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    12,732
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Comments:
    12
    Kudos:
    120
    Bookmarks:
    22
    Hits:
    1,855

    26 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 17

    Tags
    Summary

    "What?" Maekar's eyes snapped open, shock overriding his warrior's instincts.

    Before he could stand, Baelor caught his left wrist, pulling it to the opposite post. "Forgive me, brother," Baelor breathed, his voice thick with regret. He looped the second rope, hauling it tight until it held Maekar fast against the heavy oak, and knotted it with a swift, ruthless efficiency.

    Maekar strained forward against the bindings, the muscles in his chest and arms corded and flexing, his face flushed with a dark, furious red. The thick rope bit fiercely into the bare skin of his wrists. He roared and bucked his hips upward. The massive oak four-poster groaned heavily in protest beneath his sudden, violent thrashing, but the wood held, and the ropes did not give an inch.

    Instead of siding with Ser Duncan, Baelor chooses more... unconventional methods.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,458
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    10
    Kudos:
    91
    Bookmarks:
    17
    Hits:
    1,062

    24 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 15

    Tags
    Summary

    lusting for maekar was always the will of the god's

    baelor could convince himself that

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,105
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    6
    Kudos:
    172
    Bookmarks:
    15
    Hits:
    1,849

    22 Jun 2026