Prince Valarr Targaryen, eldest son of Baelor Targaryen, was born to inherit more than a name-he was born to inherit expectation. Quiet, disciplined, and solemn beyond his years, Valarr carries the weight of legacy with steady grace. Smaller and finer-boned than his father yet bearing the same unshakable honor, he has always understood that duty comes before desire, and the realm before the self. Princess Valaena Targaryen, the only daughter of Baelor and Jena Dondarrion, is the light of the court-radiant, warm, and beloved. With violet eyes, pale skin, and dark hair streaked with platinum gold, she embodies the beauty of Old Valyria, yet it is her kindness that truly captivates. Gentle yet quietly resilient, she brings laughter to stone halls and softness to hardened hearts. From the moment she was born, Valarr has been her shield, and Valaena his heart. Bound by loss after their mother's passing, the siblings grow inseparable-his solemn strength balancing her bright spirit. She believes without question that her brother will always protect her. He believes without hesitation that she is worth protecting at any cost. But as they grow older beneath the banners of House Targaryen, the world begins to close in. The Iron Throne demands sacrifice. Alliances must be forged. Marriages must be arranged. And heirs cannot afford weakness-least of all affection that may be seen as such. In a realm ruled by fire and blood, where legacy is heavier than love, will the bond between the heir and the princess remain unbreakable? Or will the very crown Valarr is destined to wear demand a price too great for even a dragon's heart to bear? Valarr Targaryen x Princess Valaena Targaryen All characters belong to George R. R. Martin except for original elements created in this story.

❝𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲?❞ The realm is starving. Not for spectacle. For bread. For justice. For something the Crown has never truly given. But in the Red Keep, they call it unrest. They call it something to be managed. Princess Saelene Targaryen has no intention of becoming another temporary solution to a problem men refuse to understand. She has walked among the smallfolk. Listened where the Crown has ignored. Seen what lies beneath the polished illusion of power-and she knows one truth above all: If the realm is breaking, it is not because the people are ungrateful. It is because they are hungry. Prince Baelor Targaryen was raised to believe in order. In duty. In control. In a Crown that does not bend. But Saelene is nothing like the royals he has known. She does not play the game. She questions it. Challenges it. Unravels it with a single, steady gaze. And gods help him- he cannot look away. As whispers of unrest grow louder and something dangerous begins to take root among the people, Saelene pushes for change that could reshape the realm itself. But power does not yield easily. And neither does desire. Because some things are forbidden. Some thoughts should never be entertained. And some lines- once crossed- cannot be undone. And wanting her? Wanting him? In a world like this- is nothing short of guilty as sin. Baelor Targaryen x OC female Targaryen CW: ⚠️smut Copyright Notice: This work is a fanfiction set in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire / A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms. All canon characters, settings, and associated intellectual property belong to George R. R. Martin and their respective rights holders. This story is a transformative fan work featuring the original character Saelene Targaryen and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the original creators.

Set in the years before the events of A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, this story follows Rhaella Targaryen, a quiet and distant daughter of Maekar Targaryen, whose fragile mind bears the same affliction that once plagued his brother. Kept close and hidden from a world she does not fully understand, her condition is managed, contained-and never spoken of. But in trying to protect her from the fate that claimed his kin, Maekar's careful watch begins to take a darker shape. As silence grows heavier than any outburst, the line between duty and devotion blurs, binding father and daughter together in a way that is as fragile as it is inescapable. In a house where blood remembers, some inheritances cannot be outrun. (This fanfic will loosely follow the original timeline/plot of the franchise, however not everything will be true to the story and i will change a few things)

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐱𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 - 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫.

Aerion 'Brightflame' Targaryen died drinking wildfire, believing it was the only way he could become the dragon he was destined to be and finally shed the fleshy body that held his stolen divinity. Great was his shock when he opened his eyes again, his throat still burning and the sensation of fire consuming his organs, in the arms of the woman who had heard so many stories: Rhaenyra Targaryen. "My little Aerion," she had called him. And Aerion understood that this was a second chance granted by the Gods. If he eliminated the rot that had tried to seize the Throne, perhaps the dragons would be saved, and he would finally achieve the glory he so longed for. For that, he had to choose a side, a simple task for him. "I'd rather drown in the bathtub than be in the same place as that whore Hightower," he had said, disgusted and filled with raw, unadulterated hatred. Thus, Aerion 'Brightflame' Targaryen's loyalty had been decided. Aerion would swear fealty to Rhaenyra. Or rather, to Jacaerys Velaryon. But who would have thought that a mere weak Heir could have control over a monster like Aerion? HOTD x AKOTSK

Wednesday Addams has never trusted people who smile too easily. At Nevermore Academy, deception wears many faces-monsters hiding in the woods, secrets buried beneath the town of Jericho, and students who pretend to be far less dangerous than they truly are, none of them are as suspicious as Elliana Morgenstein for she is brilliant, charming, and disturbingly unreadable. Wednesday suspects that beneath her polished mask lies something far darker than she allows anyone to see. As a string of brutal murders begins to unravel the fragile peace between Nevermore and Jericho, Wednesday's investigation keeps leading him back to the same infuriating conclusion: Elliana Morgenstein is always exactly where she shouldn't be. Bound by suspicion, intellect, and a rivalry sharp enough to draw blood, the two are forced into an uneasy alliance neither of them wants. Because in a place where monsters roam freely and secrets rot beneath the surface, trust is a liability. Recent Rankings- #1 - FEM (01/20/2026) #1 - XOC (01/09/2026) #1 - TYLERGALPIN (04/18/2026) #1 - WEDNESDAYADDAMS (04/18/2026) #3 - WEDNESDAY (02/15/2026) #4 - BIANCABARCLAY (06/20/2026) #5 - FEM (04/12/2026) #10 - XAVIERTHORPE (05/27/2026) Started: Nov. 23, 2025 Posted: Nov. 24, 2025 Ended: ??? (A/N: I do not own the original plot and the characters of the story, but I add some characters I own here. This rightfully belongs to Alfred Gough & Miles Millar (directed by Tim Burton), except this is only a fanfiction.)

₊˚⊹♡ Naomi Cortéz was the kind of person the world forgot the second it looked away, her accomplishment was sabotaged by one girl named Allie and with Allie came Hannah.. two girls she deeply loved but her trust never faltered, words were safer than people. Written or spoken, they lingered.. people left and thats why nobody saw her only behind the cover of a book. Dean Di Laurentis loved, he loved but never too much.. he loved hockey with a big intesity and also his friends but those feelings were never reserved for a girl, he was scared of serious so much he filled the gap with flings, he was loud and confident, all things that a specific girl despised especially when it came to him and so the chillness from her was noticed by Dean and it made him so curious that he was scared of her and what ignited this feeling in him. Behind this all were these two souls searching for comfort and that is what they found through notes in a book, where fear and hatred disappeared not because they liked eachother but because they didnt know who was behind the cursive writing under their own. Until it slipped and all of it came to light, names they were hid behind in the books were suddenly behind them and not there to hide behind. dean x oc!(female) in progress !! started 21.05.2026

𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖊| ❝O paraíso é um lugar na Terra com você.❞ Celaena Targaryen é a filha primogênita de Daemon Targaryen, o Príncipe Rebelde, e sua primeira esposa, Rhea Royce. Apesar de Daemon ter tido apenas algumas breves noites com Rhea, ela acaba engravidando momentos antes de Daemon partir para a guerra pelo controle dos Degraus com Lorde Corlys Velaryon. Após a misteriosa morte de Rhea, Daemon decide manter Celaena longe de todo o tumulto e derramamento de sangue que se avizinha no futuro. Ele cria a filha sozinho, mesmo após se casar novamente com Lady Laena Velaryon e ter mais duas filhas, das quais Celaena nunca teve a oportunidade de conhecer. Anos se passam e Celaena cresce, desenvolvendo uma personalidade forte e determinada, longe dos olhos do mundo. Porém, tudo muda drasticamente quando Celaena se torna a única chance de Daemon e Rhaenyra de conquistarem o Trono de Ferro e acabarem com Aegon, o Usurpador. Coagida a entrar no centro das intrigas e conflitos da Casa Targaryen, Celaena terá que lutar para ajudar seu pai e se manter viva no meio daquele ninho de cobras que se tornou a Fortaleza Vermelha. Iniciada: 21/07/2024 Finalizada:

𝘼 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨' 𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝘼 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚 BOOK 1

~•Libro 1•~ "Para el mundo, ella es una atleta neutral. Para su madre, es una máquina que no tiene permitido fallar. En el camino a Milano-Cortina 2026, Katya ha aprendido que las emociones son grietas en el hielo por las que te puedes hundir... hasta que Ilia Malinin aparece para demostrarle que el fuego también puede ser parte del arte."