Stories by MandTeKad

One moment, I was dying. The next, I woke up in a child's body—with a scar and a name that shouldn't be mine. This isn't the Harry Potter you know. The magic is heavier. The world is older. This world hides monsters far worse than Voldemort—and I don't plan on dying twice.

I woke in fire, in pain and agony. I survived the shores of Mustafar. I am in the hell that was Darth Vader's life. Let's see if I can turn hell into heaven. Vader!SI

I died content. I woke in a bastard's body, six years old, with a world I recognized and a future I refused to accept. Jon Snow was meant for the Wall. I have other plans. Dragons. Conquest. Empire. Canon derailed before it started—and somewhere in the frozen dark, the Others are still waiting. SI, major AU/EU, Valyrian empire-building.

Waking up in Skyrim, this self-insert follows my journey through a brutal world of war, magic, and dragons. Vampires are terrifying forces, werewolves primal beasts, and dragons gods of destruction. Over years of trials, I'll forge bonds, master power, seek immortality, and carve my legacy in blood and fire—all while reveling in the chaos.

Daemon Targaryen; what man of House Targaryen was more reviled, more celebrated? Prince, kinslayer, rogue, rider of the Blood Wyrm — his name burned through the years as both curse and prayer. Follow his final moments above the Gods Eye, the last dance of fire and fury between Caraxes and Vhagar. The duel between Uncle.and Nephew.