If I Am The Moon of Your Life, Then You Are My Sun And Stars

Summary: Bella has spent her time watching and reading Game of Thrones and Song of Fire and Ice after Edward and Jacob both leave her as well as obsessing over Khal Drogo and learning Dothraki customs and the language. One night, she wishes upon a star to be a part of the story. Her wish comes true. This is the story… *Lemons beware*

Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones or Twilight. But I gotta say, Khal Drogo is one sexy bastard and I would like to…. *Laughs nervously* Never mind. On with the story my fellow Khalasar.

Chapter One:

Bella's POV

I yelped in surprise as I watch on the tv screen, Khal Drogo slit a man's throat and rip out his tongue from that cut. No matter how many times I watch it, it always surprises me.

I have become a huge fanatic over Game of Thrones. I've already seen the available seasons and rewatched them over and over again. I've read the books, learned the different languages, and about the characters. But I was more interested in the Dothraki, their customs, their language, and Khal Drogo.

I hated Viserys for selling Daenerys off for marriage just so he could have an army, but I was glad to see that Daenerys and Drogo's marriage worked out, until Drogo's death. I find it saddening yet ironic that Khal Drogo is the fiercest warrior of all the Khalasar and has never been defeated in battle, yet he died of an infected wound. Just seeing that made me take precautions in reading about how to treat a wound without having to use today's complicated technology and fancy instruments.

Dad was glad I got out of my depressing stupor and got over Edward. He was also glad to learn that I truly no longer cared for the Cullens anymore. But he was pissed at Jacob for abandoning me as well and almost went as far as going down to La Push with his shotgun and hunting down Jake and his new friends, but I persuaded him no matter how much I wanted to help him.

So now I spend my free time watching Game of Thrones over and over, reading the books over and over, and practicing the Dothraki language to the point where I am fluent in it and I can curse out people without them understanding what the hell I'm saying.

Dad came home late from work and said he already ate take out. I already ate as well, so we both just went to sleep right away seeing as it was almost midnight.

I brushed my teeth and changed into a spaghetti strap, knee length, silky white nightgown and looked out the window into the night sky. Up near the moon, there was a shooting star that glowed a light wispy blue. I always made a wish on a star when I was younger, so why not wish right now.

Closing my eyes, I whispered, "I wish I was a part of the Game of Thrones story and would be Daenerys' sister…"

I do like the Daenerys character and I thought she was adorable most times to the point where I wanted to pinch Emilia Clarke's cheeks.

Sighing lightly, I slipped into bed and fell fast asleep, unaware of the star shimmering and all my surroundings changing.