the strong boy wasn't strong enough. the strong girl wasn't strong at all. ◇ "I'd give my last breath to you." ◇ "Please, don't stop breathing." ◇ Riven x fem oc

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

In a realm still haunted by rebellion, a dragon princess learns that not all wars are fought with swords. Vaerra Targaryen laughs too loudly for court and loves too fiercely for politics. Bound to a storm-lord, devoted to her miracle child, she walks the thin line between fire and fury - daring anyone to test her family. But as old embers begin to glow beneath the surface of the Seven Kingdoms, even dragons who wish for peace may be forced to burn. And when the storm answers the flame, Westeros will remember their names.

In the world of Westeros, where hedge knights chase glory and the absence of dragons cast long shadows over fragile peace, one woman stands at the heart of it all. Elyana Viremore - the comet bride with fire in her blood - is everything the realm expects of a future queen... and far more than they deserve. Married to Baelor Targaryen, she moves through court with quiet power, her calm gaze missing nothing, her loyalty bound fiercely to her husband and their sons. But in a court where ambition festers and cruelty wears a princely smile, even patience has its limits. As tourneys unfold and old rivalries sharpen beneath silk and steel, Elyana must navigate whispered doubts, dangerous princes, and the constant fear that the people she loves most could be taken from her. Because in King's Landing, strength is tested in blood - and comets do not fall without consequence. Some women wait to be crowned. Others ascend.

After her mother's death, Elaena Hightower is drawn into a political marriage with the heir to the Iron Throne. Duty is demanded, and love uncertain, or perhaps, inevitable.

Life changes but it stays the same even as time wears on. Will Storm even be able to escape the fate she was born into...

Everyone has a past. Elizabeth Ross is on a journey to discover hers, and in the process, gets more then expected. Disclaimer: I do not own anything affiliated with Sons of Anarchy. I do own my OC. Foul language is used throughout story.

Willa Frey's beauty has been heard of throughout all the Seven Kingdoms. Everyone wants her, especially Prince Joffrey. The problem? She is in love with Winterfell and it's heir. [ROBB STARK X OC] [SEASON ONE - ?] [AU] [COMPLETED]

Memento mori-remember that you must die, and remember too how fiercely you might live when given the knowledge of impending loss. In which Delphine Fossoway, who loved without restraint and lost without mercy, is granted an impossible second chance to rewrite the last year of her life. Valarr Taragryen x Fem!OC

Lanna arrives at the Red Keep not as a chosen girl, but as a selected object, praised for her skill only to be quietly valued for how well she will look beside princes who never have to ask permission to take. Under the strict rule of Mistress Myranda Pyne, she learns the household's invisible laws and the faces that enforce them: Merynna's jealousy sharpened into sabotage, Ellyn's warnings spoken like prayers, Maekar's indifference cold as iron. At court, she is noticed in two very different ways, Aerion's gaze lingering like a promise of cruelty, and Baelor's attention settling on her with unsettling clarity, as if her humanity is the one thing this castle cannot afford to acknowledge. As Lanna is drawn into the small violences of daily life, a darker threat begins to coil around her name. Aerion's interest grows, and the danger becomes inevitable. Yet in the brief moments where Baelor speaks to her, he offers something rarer than protection: recognition, restraint, a quiet refusal to treat her like a thing. That restraint becomes its own kind of tension, because it suggests a line that should never be crossed. And still, in a house built on power, the most forbidden thing is not desire, but a prince who looks at a servant girl and sees a person, then fights himself for it. ASOIAF / AKOTSK FANFICTION BAELOR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC