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Chapter 22 R18 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov

With a swift motion, Stannis lifted Cersei, carrying her to the bed across the room. He tossed her onto the bed, not roughly but with enough force to make her gasp, her golden hair fanning out across the dark Blanket. She looked up at him, her green eyes blazing with challenge, her lips parted in expectation. He ...

Chapter 21 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov

“Prince Doran,” a voice called from the side, cutting through the noise of the coronation feast.

Doran Martell, seated at his table, his calm gaze fixed on the swirling dancers in the throne room, turned his head. Standing before him was Stannis Baratheon, the newly crowned King of Westeros, King of the...

Chapter 20 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov

The grand feast following the coronation had moved to the vast throne room, far larger than the Sept and capable of housing a thousand guests. Hall roared with laughter, the clatter of goblets, and the hum of music. Lords and ladies sat at endless rows of tables stretching the width and length of the room. Only t...

Chapter 19 (Different Stannis)

MC’s Pov

The moment of my coronation had finally arrived—a moment I had awaited ever since I found myself reborn as Stannis Baratheon in Westeros. I had once believed this day lay decades in the future, far beyond my reach. But Robert’s sudden death had spared the realm from a War of Five Kings, and now here I stood ...

Chapter 18 (Different Stannis)

The gardens of the Red Keep bloomed with the last of summer’s roses, their sweet scent clashing with the distant stink of King’s Landing. Ned Stark walked beside Jon Arryn, his grey cloak brushing the gravel path, his thoughts drifting north to Winterfell. The South felt like a cage for him, every step tangled in politics and trickery. He ye...

Chapter 17 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov

The first light of dawn crept through the windows of Stannis Baratheon’s chamber in the Red Keep, awakening him from a deep sleep.

Stannis stirred, blinking against the dim glow as his senses awakened slowly. He felt a warm body pressed against his chest, and as his eyes adjusted, he saw a spill of dark h...

Chapter 16 R18 (Different Stannis)

Third pov

The Red keep’s corridors were dim, the torchlight flickering against the cold stone walls as Elia glided toward Stannis’s chambers. Her silk dress clung to her curves, each step a deliberate tease, her hips swaying with a boldness fueled by the wine still pulsing through her veins. The memory of his lips, fir...

Chapter 15 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov

The candlelight flickered across the stone walls of Stannis Baratheon’s chamber in the Red Keep, casting restless shadows that danced like ghosts on the furniture. A single high backed chair sat near the hearth, where Stannis rested, hands wrapped around the hilt of Dawn, the legendary sword of House Dayne. Its...

Chapter 14 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov

Cersei Lannister stood before the tall mirror in her chambers, bathed in the warm, golden light that seeped through heavy crimson curtains, casting a glow across her flawless skin, her sight casting a magical allure. At the age of seventeen, she already knew. That her beauty was not just a blessing, it was a weap...

Chapter 13 (Different Stannis)

Third pov

In a sunlit chamber of Maegor’s Holdfast, the Lannister family gathered for breakfast, the table laden with bread, bacon, fruits, and other foods. Gathered around it were the proud Lannisters of Casterly Rock, breaking their fast in quiet elegance. At the head of the table sat Lord Tywin Lannister, head of Hous...

Chapter 12 (Different Stannis)

Third pov

The morning sun hung low over King’s Landing, casting golden rays across the rooftops and the street below. From the high walls of the Red Keep, Stannis Baratheon stood rigid, his jaw set as he observed the city. The air carried the tang of salt from Blackwater Bay, mingling with the faint stink of the city. Hi...

Chapter 11 (Different Stannis)

MC’s Pov

My gaze sweeps across the silent throne room, Targaryen banners were replaced with Baratheon banners.

It was once full of dragon skulls of all sizes, reminders of the Targaryen dynasty’s old power, the power that forged the Iron Throne and united Westeros under one king.

I had the skulls removed. T...

Chapter 10 (Different Stannis)

Third Pov
 
The small council chamber hummed with quiet tension, its heavy wooden doors shut tight against the unrest outside. Once adorned with Targaryen banners displaying the three headed dragon, the room now bore the black and yellow stags of House Baratheon, signalling the power shift. The long, polished oak tabl...

Chapter 9 (Different Stannis)

MC's Pov

I stood frozen, Ned Stark's words crashing over me like a storm wave off Shipbreaker Bay.

Robert is dead? I knew that Robert was wounded in a duel with Rhaegal in the original story, but that shouldn't have killed him. Why did he die this time? The thought ground at me, a riddle I couldn't solve. I looked at...

Chapter 8 (Different Stannis)

THIRD POV

Stannis Baratheon stood ready, his four Stormguards lined up behind him. Lyonel and Borremund gripped their bows, while Richard and Lorent held their spears tight. Stannis raised his two-handed sword, the Valyrian blade steady in his hands, his blue eyes burning with fury. The Monstrous Knight was close, and they...

Chapter 7 (Different Stannis)

Stannis Baratheon and his Stormguards pressed toward Maegor's Holdfast, their boots ringing against the cobblestones. Among them staggered a wounded Watchman, his face ashen, streaked with dirt and sweat. His breaths rasped in shallow, anguished bursts, each step a battle as blood seeped from his wound, leaving a crimson trail on the stones.

Chapter 6 (Different Stannis)

The night had settled over King's Landing like a heavy blanket as Stannis Baratheon rode through the Lion Gate with ten guards. The steady clop-clop of their horses' hooves on the cobblestones echoed through the narrow passage.

Stannis's black stallion was restless beneath him, snorting and tossing its head. Its breath curled into mist in ...

Chapter 5 (Different Stannis)

THIRD POV

The late afternoon sun hung low over the Lannister camp, casting a warm, golden glow across the sea of crimson and gold tents that fluttered softly in the gentle breeze. Stannis Baratheon rode in with a small escort of ten guards, their black and yellow cloaks sharply contrasting the vibrant Lannister colors that...

Chapter 4 (Different Stannis)

THIRD POV

The morning sun rose bright and clear over Kingswood, its golden rays piercing through the canopy of ancient oaks and pines, casting dappled light onto the Kingsroad. The air was fresh, carrying the earthy scent of moss and the distant chirp of birds, a stark contrast to the battlefield stench of days past.

Stannis Baratheo...

Chapter 3 (Different Stannis)

Third pov

Midnight had fallen over the camp near Felwood, the seat of House Fell, where Stannis Baratheon's banners with a yellow stag on a black background fluttered in the cold breeze. The air was thick with the scent of roasting meat and many different drinks: wine, ale, vodka, and whiskey.

There was a faint smell...

Chapter 2 (Different Stannis)

MC's pov

I sat mounted on my horse atop a mountain slope, my boots steady in the saddle's stirrups, the mountain wind sharp, clashing against my face. Cold wind stung my face, carrying the scent of rain and pine, while my horse snorted softly, its breath steaming in the morning chill.

Mountain's slope overlooked, the...

Chapter 1 (Different Stannis)

MC's POV

I sat on a creaky chair inside a rain-soaked tent, the air thick with the smell of wet canvas and muddy earth. A map of the Stormlands spread out across a wooden table. My eyes followed the bend of the River near Felwood, but my thoughts were far away.

Four years, I thought, I have been in this world for fou...

Chapter 9 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

In the pediatric wing, Dr. Arizona Robbins stood at a nurse’s station, her blonde ponytail swinging as she leaned over a chart, her blue eyes narrowing at the numbers scrawled across Jackson Prescott’s post-op liver function tests. Beside her, Dr. James Blackwood, his navy scrubs crisp, scanned the same chart, his hazel eyes sharp with focus...

Chapter 8 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

The OR at Seattle Grace—Room 4—hummed with quiet intensity, a place where time stretched and every breath felt borrowed. Overhead, the harsh fluorescent lights cast a pale wash over the scene, glinting off metal instruments and bouncing off the heart monitor’s steady green line. In the middle of it all, Alison Hart, 45, lay still and open,...

Chapter 7 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

The Aston Martin purred through Seattle’s early morning streets, its sleek curves cutting through the gray dawn like a scalpel. Inside, the leather seats were warm, the air tinged with James Blackwood’s cologne and the faint scent of Lexie Grey’s lavender shampoo. Lexie sat in the passenger seat, sipping lukewarm coffee from a paper cup, h...

Chapter 6 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

The fluorescent lights of Seattle Grace flickered faintly above the operating room, casting a cold glow over the intense scene below. Dr. Mark Sloan stood at the surgical table, his hands steady as he skillfully reconstructed a patient’s throat with effortless confidence. From the gallery above, Lexie Grey and Sadie Harris watched the surgery ...

Chapter 5 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

The fluorescent lights of Seattle Grace buzzed overhead, casting a cold, clinical glow along the busy corridor.

Lexie Grey moved quietly, sneakers soundless against the polished floors, her heart hammering against her ribs.

Ahead, the conference room: closed doors, glass walls, and inside—Chief Richard Webber, sitting rigid at the ...

Chapter 4 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

The morning light crept through the Archfield Hotel's windows, spilling soft gold across the suite's floor, where crimson rose petals still lay scattered, remnants of last night. Lexie Grey stirred in the plush bed, her hand reached for James, expecting his familiar warmth, but found only an empty, cold sheet. Her eyes fluttered open, sleep clin...

Chapter 3 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

"Where did you park your car? I'm hoping it's not a mile away. I am exhausted for a long walk." She flashed a teasing smile, but her eyes darted to the shadows, half-expecting Bailey or Meredith to pop out like scandal-sniffing bloodhounds.

James had grinned, jerking his thumb toward the Aston Martin gleaming across the street. "Right ther...

Chapter 2 (Grey's anatomy - New Cardio God)

Cristina Yang stood by the nurse's station, her eyes locked on Dr. James Blackwood as he conferred with Bailey about Clay Bedonie's piggyback transplant. Cardio was her domain, and Blackwood was an intruder—a brilliant one. She waited for a pause, then approached, her stride confident.

"Dr. Blackwood," she said, voice crisp. "Cristina Ya...