Por la gracia de los Siete, por el honor de mi casa... y por el deber que no me permite caer. "Toda mi vida he cumplido con el deber. Fui una hija obediente, una esposa silenciosa, una madre devota. Mientras otros deseaban, yo servía. Mientras otros soñaban, yo obedecía. Y ahora me encuentro aquí, viendo cómo me pasan por encima. Ella. La princesa. La hija del rey. La niña malcriada que juega a ser heredera mientras los cimientos de este reino se pudren bajo su mentira. ¿Dónde está la ley, entonces? ¿Dónde está la verdad? La ley es clara: el varón precede a la mujer en la sucesión al Trono de Hierro. Lo dice la costumbre, lo dicta la razón. Y sin embargo, todos la miran a ella como si estuviera destinada. ¿Destinada? ¡Está manchada! ¡Su linaje es una farsa! Todos lo saben. Todos lo ven. Sus hijos no son de su esposo. Son ilegítimos, bastardos nacidos de un engaño que todos fingen ignorar. Y aún así me llaman ambiciosa por hablar, enemiga por recordar lo que dicta la ley, ¡cuando en verdad soy la única que respeta la ley de los Siete! El deber no es una elección. El honor no es una carga. Es una cruz. Y yo la cargo sin llorar. No me arrodillaré ante su mentira. No dejaré que mi hijo sea desplazado por una mujer que se deshonra a sí misma. No dejaré que el reino caiga en la anarquía para complacer caprichos de sangre rota. Sí, habrá guerra. Ya lo acepté. Ya la siento en la carne. Y sí... yo voy a ganar. Porque el deber me guía. Porque la verdad me respalda. Porque soy la Reina. Y yo sí sé lo que significa gobernar." Soy el faro

Lady Alicent se casó con sir Harwin Strong poco después de la muerte de la reina Aemma. Alicent se quedó como dama de la princesa, pero todo se desmoronó cuando el primogenito de Rhaenyra y sir Laenor nació, un niño con apariencia Strong. Ese dia Alicent decidió vengarse ¿Y qué mejor manera de hacerlo que seducir al príncipe canalla? Será que Alicent pueda cumplir su cometido de seducir a su primo, o resultará ella siendo la seducida Acto I: Seduciendo un canalla Acto II: ? Acto III: ?

Rhaenor es el primogénito de Viserys Targaryen, el rey. Fácilmente fue el heredero, pero sus acciones obligaron que se le quitara el título y se le fuera entregado a su hermana menor, Rhaenyra Targaryen. Donde su odio fue compartido por Alicent Hightower, quien conocía desde que era muy pequeña. Donde un amor saldrá a luz antes de la Danza de Dragones

ASOIAF ✶ ALICENT HIGHTOWER × MALE!OC Mas Alicent Hightower era seu desejo mais perigoso - longe da queima da forja, mas na corte, onde vestidos ostentosos e títulos lutavam por reconhecimento. Há rumores persistentes que ele tenha fixado seus olhares sobre a filha do Senhor da Torre mesmo após a cerimônia que ela tornou-se rainha, esposa de Viserys I. Fosse por amor ou pelo despudor, ou unicamente a fúria que ardia e seu espírito de fogo, ele a desejou. E há aqueles que dizem que, ainda que em matrimônio com o rei, a paixão de Vaekor não contentou-se. Mas se o Príncipe Vaekor ousou desonrar o rei Viserys, seu próprio irmão, ou se tais relatos não passam de calúnias infundadas de verdade, ninguém é capaz de abonar.

Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025

« Le rêve... il était plus clair qu'un souvenir. Et j'ai entendu le fracas des sabots tonitruants, des boucliers éclatés et des épées qui s'entrechoquent. Et j'ai placé mon héritier sur le Trône de Fer, et tous les dragons ont rugi d'une seule voix. » ~ Viserys Targaryen « Si je dois choisir entre un mal et un autre, alors je préfère ne pas choisir du tout. Mais quand je dis je t'aime, ce n'est pas parce que je te désire ou parce que je ne peux pas t'avoir. J'ai vu ta bonté et ta force. Tu es une sacrée femme. C'est toi, Alicent. » ~ Geralt Targaryen « Frère, si tu es nommé héritier et moi ta princesse consort, ta prétention ne serait pas si facilement contestée. Les Velaryon viennent de la mer. Mais toi et moi, nous sommes faits de feu. Nous avons toujours été destinés à brûler ensemble. » ~ Rhaenyra Targaryen « Où est le devoir ? Où est le sacrifice ? Ils sont de nouveau piétinés sous ton joli pied. » ~ Alicent Hightower LE CŒUR DU DRAGON EST À MOI explore la vie de deux meilleures amies déchirées par les hommes qu'elles aiment et par les forces politiques qui façonnent leurs destins. Se déroulant sur fond de conflit entre les Verts et les Noirs, l'histoire plonge au cœur de la guerre civile qui divise Westeros, une guerre déclenchée par deux frères et sœurs aux prises avec le mariage, l'amour et l'ambition. Leur histoire commune constitue le cœur de la dynastie Targaryen et jette les bases de House of the Dragon. La décision du roi Viserys de marier Geralt à Alicent Hightower et l'attirance interdite du prince Daemon pour la princesse Rhaenyra servent de catalyseurs aux événements qui bouleverseront à jamais leurs vies. La conception du mariage et de l'amour diffère profondément pour chaque personnage, créant une onde de choix et de conséquences. Ces divergences mènent finalement à la guerre civile connue sous le nom de Danse des Dragons, laissant une m

❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐢 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨. 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧' 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬, '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞. ❞ 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ ALICENT HIGHTOWER X MALE!TARGARYEN!OC

"Beast. Tyrant. Merciless. They whisper these names behind my back. But when I say, I love you, it is not out of desire, nor out of denial. It is not for my sake at all. I love you for what you are, for what you do, for how you fight. I have witnessed your kindness, your strength, the light and the darkness within you. I see you as you are, without illusion, without pretense. And with absolute certainty, I know this truth: You are formidable. You are incomparable. You are mine. My wife. My queen. My Alicent. MINE." ~ Maegor II Targaryen "How sweetly the fox speaks when it's been cornered by the hounds." ~ Alicent Hightower "You will never be a Queen, and he will never love you sweet sister, you will end up miserable, looking for death in your marriage." ~ Charlotte Hightower To Love a King unravels the tangled fates of three half-sisters-Charlotte, Alicent, and Naomi Hightower-bound by blood yet divided by ambition. Torn apart by the loss of their mothers, the weight of duty, and the shifting tides of power, their rivalry becomes a defining chapter in the history of House Targaryen. Charlotte and Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen share a bond stronger than sisterhood-steadfast allies in a world ruled by men. Even when Charlotte catches the eye of King Maegor Targaryen after the death of his wife, Queen Mellario, Rhaenyra welcomes the idea, believing her dear friend would make a formidable queen. But their world fractures when Alicent Hightower rises as an unexpected threat-not just to Charlotte, but to Maegor himself. And in the shadows looms Selena Dayne, a woman from the sands whose very presence threatens to unravel the fragile ties of House Targaryen. With whispered schemes and ruthless ambition, they turn loyalty into betrayal, love into a battlefield, and friendship into enmity. What follows is a relentless struggle for power, passion, and survival-one that will ignite the flames of the Dance of the Dragons. LK_24

The war is over. The throne is claimed. But in the cold, gilded cage of the Red Keep, new battles are waged behind closed doors. King Eros Velaryon, crowned in blood and vengeance, now rules with dragonfire in his veins, and two of his greatest enemies under lock and key. Alicent Hightower, once Queen of the Realm, now a prisoner in her own castle. And Margaery Tyrell, her proud and calculating cousin, cloaked in silk and secrets. They are his captives, his trophies... and his torment. But power twists, and so does desire. As days turn into dangerous nights, the line between hate and hunger blurs. What begins as punishment becomes obsession. And what once was war may ignite a fire far more devastating than any dragon's breath. In the game of crowns, hearts are the most treacherous weapons. All Rights Reserved Lewa Kulture 2024

Being the eldest son has its perks and it's downfalls. Vaelon endured both. Witnessed the realm favor him over his brothers for merely having white hair and witnessed the cruel treatment the queen gave his mother. The only person that gave him an escape from it all was Helaena, his sweet Helaena. The best of them all, the only Green he would protect with his life. •••• So what will happen when he is suddenly at the head of a war he didn't know was coming. Helaena × Male oc ☆Mature content☆ All rights go to HBO and George R.R Martin.I do not own any of the characters only the ones I made and will be making.