caesar and tiberius fanfic

What if the body of Robb Stark, capable of bravely leading soldiers into battle, but unable to discern people, were to be inhabited by a man who at one time became a symbol of the ideal sovereign, but who failed to achieve his goals in life.

Past chapters are being edited for increased quality and storyline. Please be patient. Harry Potter x Teen Wolf Crossover to start. The MC's past world was a combination of The Witcher and The Inheritance Cycle. Read for more details. Com on in, stay awhile, enjoy yourselves. This is going to be a bumpy ride. Warning! This literary work contains Adult Content of all spectrum including but not limited to Violence, Adult Language, and BDSM Sexual Activities.

When an elite Black Ops Captain dies in modern combat, he inexplicably awakens as young Julius Caesar with all his memories intact. Blessed with extraordinary longevity and appearance, this reborn warrior applies his advanced military knowledge to ancient Rome while navigating the complexities of his new existence. ------------------------------- I post one chapter per day. ------------------------------- If you want to help me, visit: pat-reon.com/AltosZealoth. Always more than 5 chaps ahead, and a exclusive novel only for members

A man is isekaid into the body of Caesar in 2275.

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Imagine this… You are Viserys Targaryen, the so-called Beggar King. A man who grew up clinging to dreams of fire and throne. The last dragon, you called yourself. You fantasized about the Iron Throne, about crowns and kingdoms, only to be mocked, broken, and ultimately killed by a gang of horse-lords. Burned to death by molten gold, A “golden crown” they called it. Poetic, wasn’t it? But… what if that wasn’t the end? What if you were never meant to be the last dragon… …but the first Phoenix? What if you were once Caesar, Emperor of the greatest empire mankind ever forged, Rome. A ruler whose words were law, whose hands shaped history. And now, reborn in a world of dragons, lions, and wolves, you return not to kneel, but to reign. Now, I won't spoil the whole plot, that’d ruin the ride. But here’s a taste: “I can be more loving than your own mother if it serves my purpose… or strangle you to death with the same hands if it does the same. I’m not the savior of this world, nor its destroyer… I am its ruler. Its Caesar.” Now, let’s be clear. He’s not some cold, emotionless monster. Oh no, he’s worse. He’s a psychopath who understands people. One who can smile at your pain, laugh with your children, and poison your wine without missing a beat. He’s not heartless. He’s just... focused. Dangerous. Human. He is the Father of Phoenixes (And also have a roman empire system) So what are you waiting for? This isn’t the story of a fallen prince begging for relevance. And I can promise you.... It is worth a read.

Haruka on his way to go to first Furin high school locate in Makochi, until he saw raven haired beauty probably same age as him as raven-haired look around lost in place. Haruka sighs in annoyance as he went up to raven-haired. “Oi you the raven-haired!” The raven-haired guy turns around to face Haruka as Haruka got lost in raven-haired boy blue eyes that reminds him either the ocean or the sky. “Um hello, do you know how to get to this place.” The raven-haired boy gave Haruka paper which Haruka look to see where it is. “Oh, um t-that’s where I’m heading.” Haruka lied about that as he saw those beautiful blue eyes sparkle a bit as he can’t help to feel warm inside. “My name is Sakura Haruka, yours.” “My name is Kageyama Tobio, nice to meet you.” Tobio bow down which make Haruka thought ‘Cute…wait what the hell did I just think about!?’

Oc died and is thrown into the war torn world of the star wars universe, but watch as our oc turns this curse into a blessing as he forms a new empire to carry out his will.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.