Presumed dead. Enslaved for years. Returned to a realm that had already moved on. Elaena Targaryen was meant to be the heir to the Iron Throne until fate stole her crown, her childhood, and her place in history. Now returned from the shadows, she walks a fragile line between duty and desire, power and pain, past and present. At her side, unwilling yet unyielding, stands Daemon Targaryen. A warrior, prince, and the man who plays the game of thrones for her. But the realm is splintering. The Dance of the Dragons looms. And between court whispers and wildfire hearts, Elaena must decide what kind of woman she will be and who, if anyone, she can truly trust. A story of grief, resilience, forbidden love, and the war that would tear House Targaryen apart. Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones, A Song of Ice and Fire or House of the Dragon; all credit goes to George R.R Martin. I only own Elaena Targaryen and my other Original Characters. Warning: It's a House of the Dragon fanfiction which means that there will be adult language and content.

The blood of Old Valyria lives on still in both the Targaryens and Velaryons, and another who fits in neither category. Saerra Salt is a bastard, born out of wedlock as a result of Lord Corlys's drunken night on the Street of Silk. He takes care of his kin, yet holds her nowhere close to his heart, and as a result, Saerra despises him. She despises nearly all her family for they all treat her as if she's not one of them, all except for the Rogue Prince and the Realm's Delight. Daemon treats her as he treats all his family, and Rhaenyra looks up to her elder cousin. And as they grow close, their bonds will perhaps match that of Aegon the Conqueror... in which all three are married. 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 1

❝ king of my heart, body and soul. ❞ .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. ━━━━ ❮ IF YOU told jace that love came with a price, he would've laughed at you and shook his head. but when his eyes found eudora's once more, he'll have to second guess his laugh. ❏ jacaerys velaryon x oc ❏ romance . drama ❏ spoilers for house of the dragon ❮☾ #2 in jacevelaryon , 12/26/22 ❯ ❮☾ #14 in strong , 07/30/24 ❯ ❮☾ #9 in jacaerys , 08/13/24 ❯ ❮☾ #9 in jacevelaryon , 08/18/24 ❯ ❮☾ #1 in jacevelaryon , 08/22/24 ❯ ❮☾ #1 in velaryon , 09/04/24 ❯ ❮☾ #6 in jacaerys , 09/04/24 ❯ ❮☾ #5 in houseofthedragonfanfic , 09/05/24 ❯ ❮☾ #1 in rhaenyratargaryen , 03/26/25 ❯

Targaryens are known to have queer costumes, an unusual tradition in which the brother and sister wed each other in order to secure the line of succession as pure as possible. Well, it is not always the Targaryens that have such habits, who says that they are the only ones to marry within the family? Not when there indeed exists love, as clear as the reflection in the surface of the sea, as consuming as the glorious fire that burns every piece of life ahead of it. The word "love" can have many different meanings and from various aspects, love can be dangerous, powerful and sensational, a concept of purity that was left in this world just for one reason... to bring people close, to make life good in all its worst. In 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 case it was everything and nothing... because Jacaerys Velaryon would sooner sacrifice himself than see his little sister suffering, he would put the realm to torch just for 𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘩𝘪𝘴 Vellena... #2-in #creganstark HOTD FANFIC ( mostly book vers) JACAERYS VELARYON X FEM OC! DAERON TARGARYEN X FEM OC! Act I Season 1 {finished} CREGAN STARK X ANOTHER FEM OC! Act II Season 2 {ongoing} DAERON TARGARYEN X ANOTHER FEM OC! TIME IS DIFFERENT IN THIS FANFIC!!! Cover made by the lovely @queenoffyre

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; when we die, our bodies return to the earth from which they came. ✰ ✰ ✰ (Seasons 1-?) I do not own HOTD. All rights go to the creator!

"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 }

" We will be friends forever right?" " Of course" " Are you scared of me, niece?" " No Uncle Aemond, I'm not" " You keep getting older and more beautiful" " Yes, I see time doesn't age well for you Uncle Aegon" From the moment Visenya Velaryon was born, she was kicking and screaming, her grandfather knew she was a dragon. She was the precious jewel to everyone, even her uncles.