"But there is one thing we desire more than each other," she whispered. Her lips brushed his, barely a touch, light as breath. A provocation. "Power." Eleanor Tyrell was not kind. No one ever dared to question that and one had to be a fool to see gentleness where there was none at all. She did not conceal her cruelty, nor her pride. In fact, she thought it suited her. When Prince Maekar tried to wed his son Aerion in a desperate attempt to tame him, Lord Leo Tyrell didn't hesitate to secure that match for his own daughter, hoping it would tame her just the same. It didn't. Aerion and Eleanor were like flame to flame, igniting a wildfire, leaving nothing but destruction in their way. A match made in hell. The hunger for power ignited something inside of them, consuming both until there was nothing left of them anymore. Just death. || Aerion Targaryen X OC (A little Daeron) ||

Aerion Targaryen x OC Female Baelor's daughter. Aerion's plaything. Elyra Targaryen wasn't born for a throne; she was born for a leash. While the realm sees a princess, her cousin sees a pet. It's a brutal, physical addiction to the weight of his hand and the snap of his voice. She should fight him. Instead, she's learning to crave the crawl. Same blood. Darker burn. Forced submission... until she snaps. This story leans heavily into tragedy and angst - if that's not your thing, it might not be the right read for you.

═══════════════ 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓻. ═══════════════ ⟹house of the dragon fanfiction ⟹𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗄，aemond targaryen x oc

||Complete|| In the world of House of the Dragon, where dragons breathe fire and the blood of the Targaryens runs deep with power and prophecy, Alyssa Targaryen finds herself in a unique and perilous position. The second daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and his first wife Aemma, Alyssa was born with a destiny unlike that of her siblings. For she is no ordinary princess. She knows the future. Or rather, she remembers it. A self-insert from the modern world, Alyssa finds herself inexplicably thrust into the world of Westeros, equipped with knowledge of the Dance of the Dragons, the deadly civil war that will tear her family apart. She knows the tragic end of Rhaenyra, the betrayal of her family, and the ultimate downfall of the Targaryen dynasty if things play out as they were meant to. However, she is determined to rewrite the story. She refuses to let history follow the course laid out for her, and she will do whatever it takes to ensure that her younger brother, Aegon II Targaryen, ascends to the throne instead of Rhaenyra. And that she will be his Queen.

||Complete|| Vaelyra Velaryon was never meant to exist. The second daughter of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen, she was born with memories of another life - a life where she had seen on a TV Show some of the brutal war known as the Dance of the Dragons. Knowing the fate of Westeros, Vaelyra refuses to be a mere spectator in history. With her wit, ambition, and the advantage of foresight, she devises a daring plan: to claim the Iron Throne for herself. Her greatest ally? Aemond Targaryen, the second son of Viserys Targaryen and Alicent Hightower. A boy once mocked for not having a dragon, Aemond's destiny changed the night he claimed Vhagar, the mightiest living dragon in the realm. With Vaelyra whispering in his ear, shaping his ambitions, he becomes more than just the Greens' deadliest weapon-he becomes a king in the making. Together, they forge an alliance that will shake Westeros to its core. But as the Blacks and the Greens wage war, as betrayals and bloodshed mount, one question remains: can they outplay fate itself and seize the Iron Throne? Or will history find a way to right itself, no matter how much they fight against it? The game of dragons has begun. And this time, the board is changed.

|| Completed|| The dragons of House Targaryen burn bright, but their true legacy has been hidden in shadow. When the realm rejoices at the supposed end of Maegor the Cruel's line, few suspect that his blood endures-secretly preserved, carefully nurtured, and quietly plotting a return. Rhaena Targaryen, one of Maegor's "black brides", raises her grandson in the hidden halls of Dragonstone, teaching him patience, cunning, and the deadly art of influence. He grows into a man who moves through the royal court like a shadow, seducing queens and princesses alike, planting heirs whose true parentage is known only to him. Through whispered promises, hidden alliances, and careful manipulations, he positions his children and allies to reclaim what was stolen from his line. In a world where the throne is won by fire, cunning, and betrayal, the true heirs of Maegor are rising. And fire remembers.

"The dream...it was clearer than a memory. And I heard the sound of thundering hooves, splintering shields and ringing swords. And I placed my heir upon the Iron Throne, and all the dragons roared as one." ~ King Viserys Targaryen "If I'm to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all. But when I say 'I love you', it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. I've seen your kindness and your strength. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Alicent. ~ Geralt Targaryen "Brother, if you're named heir and I your Princess Consort, your claim would not be so easily challenged. The Velaryons are of the sea. But you and I are made of fire We have always been meant to burn together." ~ Rheanyra Targaryen "Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? It's trampled under your pretty foot again." ~ Alicent Hightower "We are Bene Vesserit. We don't Hope. We plan" ~ Nimueh Gaius. THE DRAGON'S HEART IS MINE explores the lives of two best friends torn apart by the men they love and the political forces that shape their destinies. Set against the backdrop of the Greens and the Blacks, the story delves into the civil war that divides Westeros, a war ignited by two siblings grappling with marriage, love, and ambition. Their shared history lies at the heart of the Targaryen dynasty and forms the foundation of House of the Dragon. King Viserys' decision to marry Geralt to Alicent Hightower and Prince Daemon's forbidden attraction to Princess Rhaenyra serve as the catalysts for the events that forever alter their lives. Each character's understanding of marriage and love varies greatly, creating a ripple effect of choices and consequences. These differences ultimately lead to the civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons, leaving a lasting and unforgettable mark on Westeros. Lewa_K ©2024

"𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏𝒔. 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." → 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑽𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒚𝒂 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎, 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐. 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒆𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒓 - 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑽𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒚𝒂, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓, 𝑴𝒂𝒆𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕, 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑯𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔, 𝑽𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒚𝒂, 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍. 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓𝒔. (fem! targaryen!oc x baelor breakspear) (targcest! uncle x niece) (mature: eventual smut, sexually explicit content,

Princess Rhaelyra Velaryon was never meant for a quiet life. Silver-haired, sharp-minded, and born of old Valyrian blood, she was promised young to Prince Aerion Targaryen - Brightflame, a man the realm fears almost as much as it reveres. To most, Aerion is unstable. Dangerous. Too proud of the dragon he believes lives inside him. But with Rhaelyra... he is something else entirely. Devoted. Possessive. Obsessed. She is the only one he listens to, the only one he cannot bear to lose - his queen, his anchor, and in his eyes, something dangerously close to divine. As they travel to the Ashford tourney, politics sharpen, rivalries rise, and watchful eyes follow their every move. Knights gather, alliances shift, and whispers about the Targaryen prince and his silver queen grow louder by the day. Yet beneath the spectacle lies a deeper tension - one neither crown nor marriage can fully contain. Because loving a dragon is never simple. And being loved like one can be even more dangerous.

Born a year after the Realm's Delight, Prince Aerion Targaryen was never meant to inherit the Iron Throne. But the realm has always preferred sons. Cruel where his sister is calculating, merciless where she seeks legitimacy, Aerion grows beside Rhaenyra as her shadow and her sword a dragon hatched of the same fire, but forged in something darker. While lords whisper that he would make the stronger ruler, Aerion's loyalty belongs to one person alone. When the Dance of the Dragons begins, the realm will learn a terrible truth: Rhaenyra may want the crown. But her brother wants the world to burn for her.