❛❛ Aemond yearned for her, that much she knew. It was a pity duty held a crown over her head, for Hira would have gladly fallen into his desire. ❜❜ - Hira, known to the Seven Kingdoms as Daemon's bastard daughter. In Leng, a Princess, a daughter of the God-Empress. To avoid the war brewing in Leng, she is sent to her father for safekeeping. Her Valyrian roots deem her too Targaryen, whilst her Lengii appearance make her a foreigner in Westeros. Never has she once fit in and perhaps that is why the silver haired Prince Aemond keeps a close, interested eye. Loyal to no one but herself, Hira soon realises that she has traded one war for another. Except in this one, history will know her name. - House of the Dragon | Aemond Targaryen

Cregan Stark/OC - Obligatory NOT self insert I just like making unique characters not in the show/book. Smut, of course. :) ⚠️Warnings: mention/description of miscarriage!!, pregnancy, implied SA, harassment, groping, etc. be forewarned. Not all of this happens to the mc, this is just a list of warnings for things that will be mentioned or referred to in the book so keep that in mind before you read. All characters 18 if there's smut I want to make it clear that my fancast for Cregan Stark is Leo Suter; specifically Leo Suter in Vikings Valhalla. That man is FINE. He is who I write these stories with in mind. * 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧 * Amara Tyrell was born to rule Highgarden. She knows she was. And yet... her father never stops pushing her mother for a proper heir. No matter how hard she works to prove herself, it is never enough. She will always be a pawn to move about the political chessboard of Westeros. On the night of the Harvest Masquerade, she meets someone that changes everything. A formidable Lord from the North who proves there is more to life than what she previously expected. But she is not so fortunate as to take the hand he offers. Her father has already decided her future upon the dream of every Tyrell Lord; royal blood in their lineage. There is an attempt at a happy marriage. But inner turmoil and feeling completely separated from her supposed family, Amara never quite settles into the life of royalty. Her heart yearns for something she can only find in the North. Until a second fated meeting goes entirely unexpected. A war will separate the briar and the wolf. She will be wronged by the one who is supposed to protect her endlessly. Amara will not forgive. And she will not forget. A rose grows with thorns that must be forcibly removed. Missing any one of them could injure the beholder of its beauty. ***

Cregan Stark/OC - NOT self insert SMUT teehee-characters are aged up and any smut that happens is with them of age Jacaera Velaryon, twin to Jacaerys Velaryon. Second in line to the Throne, born the spitting image of her great-grandmother Alyssa. She's always by her brother's side. But one word plagues them as they grow: bastard. It is ignored. They try to ignore it. But there are uncles to remind them of the word. Uncles that they train with, that they're supposed to be close with and love. Jacaera is not so lucky. She is cursed. Because one of her uncles takes an unwelcome interest in his child niece. Terrorizes her until there is nothing but fear. It is this that prompts a move. A relocation with their newest baby brother. Peace after an eventful funeral. But then feelings resurface. Fights at dinner. And Rhaenyra is usurped by the very same uncle that terrorized Jacaera. She will do anything to garner support for the rightful Queen. Treat with any Lords she must. There is one, however, that she might take more of a special interest in. One that could win the war. One beautiful northerner. Lord Cregan Stark. She needs his support. Among other things. Jacaera will have his support. And she will win the war for her mother or die trying.

*ೃ༄ 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 ━━━ ❝ 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯', 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 ❞ ━━━ 𝐎𝐑 ...... ೃ༄ 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘝𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘰, 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦. "𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴?" "𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵" "𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴." 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼

"why would I choose one? I want them both, so I'll have them both. ask me again and I'll have one kill you. " "..." "you're dismissed." { in which the daughter of Rhaenyra bewitches the two Green princes and single-handedly makes History }

In order to bring your families together your sister and mother propose you marry the future king, the man you'd been taught to hate. The both of you struggle to make the marriage work, while dealing with your decaying family.

Lyra Stark knew that one day she would be forced to marry. In order to stop a war from brewing, Lyra must leave Winterfell for King's Landing and marry Prince Jacaerys Valaryon. The only problem? He hates her. ________________________________________________________________________________ Suddenly, Jacaerys grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him. In a moment, Every single part of their bodies was joined together. Lyra could feel his breath on her face - the beat of his heart. "Jacaerys?" She asked, refusing to look at his dark eyes that stared down at her. Already her face had turned a vibrant shade of crimson that she couldn't hide. "What have you done to me?" He asked, and then he kissed her. _______________________________________________________________________________ Jacaerys x OC Word Count 95,000

Jace/Female OC -NOT A SELF INSERT SMUT A bit of a Cregan Stark side story. He pleases BOTH of his dragons. That's all I'm gonna say about that. Precursory for new readers: this was written after season one of HOTD, I will not be changing anything when season 2 comes out. Also ages are not my strong suite and may be inconsistent but any smut happens when they're both of age Daemon swore a child could never grow in the venomous pit that was his bronze bitch in the Vale. It was the sense of humour of the Gods to give Rhea Royce a child the very image of her absent husband's own mother. An even further mockery of the Royce line was the carbon copy attitude Alyssa Targaryen was gifted from her father. "𝘈𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯; 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤." His little dragon, his child to a fault. And there were many. But Alyssa was ever her father's daughter. Eternally loyal to her family, breaker of law and tradition, and eager to cause as much upset in any capacity it is provided to her. She has tastes and desires that are satisfied no matter what the poor Septas have tried to tell her. Alyssa is Daemon Targaryens child. She will never turn her back on her family. She will defend Rhaenyra's honour as fiercely as if it was her own. Jacaerys Velaryon finds himself a fortunate ally to Alyssa Targaryen. His sense of duty and sacrifice do not go unnoticed by the fiery and impulsive daughter of the Rogue Prince. She has the fire to burn their enemies to the ground. He has the breeze to fan the flame brighter or the structure to keep the fire contented. *** "I fear for the men of the realm when she grows into a woman." Daemon shook his head. "I fear only for myself." ***

When Visenya Velaryon was born paler than the winter snows barely six moons after the wedding of Rhaenyra and Laenor, the whispers started there. Bastard. No matter how hard Rhaenyra tried to claim she was Laenor's daughter, her resemblance to Daemon and her pale skin proved her lies. The lies and whispers tormented her throughout her life. Then one night on Driftmark in an attempt to protect her half brothers, the life she tried making for herself all came crashing down thanks to the uncle that hated her more than anything; at least that's what she was made to believe.

❝ There was a feeling of inevitability when I met you. And our lives were fated to converge like some cosmic dance. And I think I had to break your heart and you had to break mine. ❞ As Cressida Black's lungs ceased to draw breath, Aurelia Martell's heart beat for the first time. Reborn into a new and strange world, she must adapt and become a Princess of Dorne in a time where Targaryens rule from the Iron Throne. Seen as a pawn by her elder brother, she is married off to the Rogue Prince to secure an alliance and is determined to make the best of the marriage. For a war between dragons is fast approaching and she may just have the power to turn the tide. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON DAEMON TARGARYEN x OC