Fiction was supposed to stay fiction. Now, she's wearing the crown of a girl doomed to fail. Thrown into a tale not her own, she plans to rewrite it-one fire-breathing decision at a time.

Jon Snow is a Dragonborn after 2 millennia without another appearing, an identity that is neither on the light side nor the dark side, only caring about his own goals before wanting to be good or evil. Some may label him a demon while others a hero, but Jon Snow lives his life as he wants and tries not to have regrets. But even such a powerful being, after years of accumulating power, had a fragile moment at some point. He had a difficult childhood when he lived in Westeros; his uncle hated him for reasons unknown to him, while he was belittled for being a bastard in Winterfell by his uncle's wife. His half-siblings hated him under the influence of his mother. However, at some point, unknown entities took them out of this world suddenly and threw them into Skyrim when he was 8 years old. 12 years later, having experienced everything possible not only in Skyrim but throughout Tamriel, earning titles such as: Dragonborn, Dovahkiin, leader of the Companions, sword of Dawnguard, Archmage, Legalist, regent king of Skyrim, among many others he received inside and outside Skyrim. Now, at 20 years old, he was no longer that scared boy. Jon Snow was summoned by the same entities that brought him to this world back to his old original world, revealed the truth behind his birth. How could the Dragonborn stay silent after hearing this? He wanted revenge and to bring peace to the ghosts who had been wronged for a long time. So, he returns to the North of Westeros, but is the continent prepared for the Dragonborn seeking revenge? The time has passed 12 years in Skyrim and 8 Years in Westeros.

Evangeine Miller was just eighteen when illness stole her life in modern-day Scotland. But her final wish - to live among the Targaryens she adored - was heard by the gods. She awakens not as herself, but as Serenya Targaryen, the Dragon's Jewel: the eldest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, beloved by the people, bound to a dragon born in her cradle. Armed with memories of the story to come, Serenya holds a secret gift: a book only she can read, The Jewel's Chronicle, its pages blank and waiting for her to change the fate of her new house. But Serenya is rewriting history. And the Dance of the Dragons may never be the same.

She died on the freeway, wearing dragon wings and Visenya's sword. A fan of House of the Dragon, a lover of history and heartbreak, she thought she knew the story. She never expected to wake up in it. Now Vaelyra Targaryen, second daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, she is born into a doomed dynasty-one she refuses to let burn. Armed with knowledge of the future, she becomes her sister Rhaenyra's truest ally, her father's guiding hand, her younger siblings' secret guardian, and the court's silent storm. The Dance of the Dragons will never happen. Not if she can help it.

She really wishes to be reincarnated in a fictional world and never go back but reincarnated in the HOTD world is not really part of her world-she-wish-to-be-reincarnated. Waking up in a dark, eerie place filled with dark red fog is not what she expected, especially a dragon bigger than Balerion in front of her. Aemond Targaryen suffers from the torment his brother and bastard nephews gave him for not having a dragon until he saw an unknown dragon, approach him. (Some parts of this story might not follow the original plot and some characters might be different from the original characters)

"Is this some kind of joke?" I whispered in shock, my voice trembling as I stared at the reflection in the ornate mirror before me. Well, her mirror. The polished silver showed a face I knew all too well-just not my own. Pale skin, a cascade of silver-gold hair, and violet eyes that could only belong to one person. "Who the hell did I piss off to become her? The Black Queen?" My words were almost a growl as I gripped the edges of the vanity, the cold metal biting into my fingers. That's right. One moment, I was just me, heading home after another long day, and the next... a car came out of nowhere. I don't even remember the impact, not really. It was too fast. No flashes of light, no angelic choirs-just darkness. And then I was here. The next thing I knew, a maid was shaking me awake, her voice trembling with reverence as she called me Princess Rhaenyra. Yeah. That Rhaenyra. The Black Queen herself. The one and only Maegor with tits.

In the realm of fire and blood, where dragons dance and ambition burns bright, two souls entwine in a fate forged by destiny's hand. Sitara Evangeline Potters-Black, mistress of death, lies on the precipice of childbirth, her essence flickering like a candle in the dark. In another life, Alicent Hightower, duty-bound and unfulfilled, faces her own peril in the throes of labor. As the veil between worlds thins, the gods intervene, trading their souls amidst the agony of creation-a rebirth wrapped in shadow. Awakening as Alicent Hightower, Sitara finds herself entangled in a web of power and rivalry, her heart heavy with the echoes of her past. Married to King Viserys Targaryen, she soon realizes that his love has waned, replaced by a growing affection for his daughter Rhaenyra. As their bond flourishes, Alicent's spirit wilts, suffocated by the weight of duty and a marriage steeped in disinterest. Yet, in the depths of her despair, a flicker of magic ignites within her-a dangerous gift that allows her to whisper the ancient tongues of dragons. Amidst the court's treachery and whispered betrayals, Alicent's path intertwines with that of Daemon Targaryen, the king's fierce brother. Initially adversaries in a deadly game of ambition, their hearts are drawn together, igniting a slow-burning flame that defies the boundaries of loyalty and duty. In the shadows of the Red Keep, passion blooms like a rose among thorns, a forbidden romance fraught with peril. In a world where every choice could lead to ruin, the stakes have never been higher. With the specter of death lurking, and alliances shifting like sand, can Alicent rise as a beacon of hope, or will she succumb to the darkness that seeks to claim her? The Dance of the Dragons beckons, and with it, the chance for redemption-or destruction. Rankings #1 in alicenthightower #1 in Houseofthedragon #1 in daemontargaryen

An unknown powerful Dragon Lord with the knowledge of modern world and future comes into turbulent time of the Dance of Dragons. With lineage greater than Targaryen could ever hope to achieve. What change would it bring to the fate of others?? Read to find out the adventures of Daeranyx Drakonar, the Valyrian Dragonlord whose house was at the pinnacle of Old Valyria during its golden age. Your support would be nice. patreon.com/TheBigDog78

She was named Visenya Targaryen, she lived as Joanna Snow, and she was reborn as Lucerys Velaryon. This is the life and rebirth of the Princess that was Promised and how she stopped thee tragedy that befall the dragons, giving the future the tools they needed to survive the Long Night. This is the life of Lucerys Velaryon, trueborn daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Ser Leanor Velaryon. The Pearl of Driftmark.

In a world where magic and politics collide, fate weaves an intricate tapestry connecting two souls across realms. Harriet Lilian Potter, the savior of the wizarding world, meets her end after vanquishing the Dark Lord. Yet, death has other plans. Reborn as Valaerys Lyra Targaryen, daughter of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, she navigates the treacherous lands of Westeros, her unique heritage and magical prowess setting her apart. As the true master of death, her journey intertwines destiny with the fate of kingdoms, where alliances are fragile and secrets hold the power to shape thrones. And maybe find love along the way... anything other than my original character and her storyline does not belong to me.