"The North remembers, and Winter is Coming" Lyarra Stark, the younger twin sister of Robb Stark, with the looks of a Tully and and the spirit of a Stark. Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones or A Song of Ice and Fire. I only own my OC, Alysanne Stark.

Ahsoka Velaryon. Unlike her brothers Jacaerys, Lucaerys, and Joffery. Ahsoka was born with stark white hair that was incredibly thick and coarse, eyes so striking it was said to look at them was like staring at Amethyst, and tinted skin kissed by the sun. Just like her father. Her true father. The realm knows her to be the only trueborn child of Laenor Velaryon and Rhaenyra Targaryen. Mistreated and scrutinized by her mother, who favors her bastard brothers. For she is the daughter of duty and honor while her brothers are the sons love and choice. Young Ahsoka tries so hard to prove she's worthy of her mother's love. To show her that she's not just a duty that she had to perform. She's not a burden that was laid to her breast. She was her daughter. Her only daughter. Her first born. Is Ahsoka strong enough to play the Game of Thrones? Maybe with the help of a certain One-Eye prince. AemondxOC Published before Season 2 Rankings I've received 🥹 #1 hotd #1 Jacaerys #1 Laenor #1 Velaryon #1 AemondxOC #2 Iron Throne #3 got #3 Aemond Targaryen

ℑ𝔩 𝔫𝔢 𝔩'𝔞 𝔧𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔦𝔪𝔢́. ℑ𝔩 𝔫𝔢 𝔩'𝔞 𝔧𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢́. 𝔍𝔲𝔰𝔮𝔲'𝔞𝔲 𝔧𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔬𝔲̀ 𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢 𝔞 𝔡𝔢́𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔢́𝔢 𝔡𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔯. Envoyée pour apaiser le prince le plus imprévisible de Westeros, May Calvaris n'est ni douce, ni docile. Elle est calme. Redoutable. Digne. Et face à elle, Daemon Targaryen, chevalier de feu et d'ombre, ne sait qu'opposer le silence à l'attente, la fuite au lien, la guerre au cœur. Mariés sans amour, ils deviennent étrangers, ennemis même - dans un même lit, dans une même forteresse. Elle endure. Il s'éloigne. Jusqu'au moment où elle décide de rompre ce serment qu'il n'a jamais honoré. Mais quand elle tourne les talons, il comprend enfin ce qu'il a laissé mourir. Et le dragon rugit, non pour détruire, mais pour reconquérir. Pas une amante. Pas une épouse. Mais la seule femme qu'il n'a jamais su mériter. Un duel de silences, de regards, de blessures muettes. Une ennemie. Une amante. Une flamme qu'il n'avait pas su nommer. ⚠️Comme toujours, les photos utilisées pour les couvertures ne m'appartiennent pas. Tout comme l'univers Original House of the Dragon ⚠️

𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒, las viejas profecías tienen un eco inquietante que resuena en los oídos de aquellos que buscan el poder. En el año en que Rhaegal Targaryen nació bajo un cielo compartido por la luna y el sol, los maestres susurraron palabras antiguas que presagiaban un destino sellado por fuego y sombras. 𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍, la legítima heredera al Trono de Hierro, se enfrenta a una marea creciente de traiciones y desafíos que amenazan su ascenso al poder. Decidida a fortalecer su reclamo y asegurar su lugar en el trono, toma una arriesgada decisión: casarse con su hermano menor, Rhaegal, cuya lealtad inquebrantable y destreza se convierten en piezas clave en su lucha. 𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐙 𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍̃𝐎𝐒, Rhaegal es un príncipe envuelto en misterio y marcado por una cicatriz que le hizo su propia madre, Alicent Hightower. 𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 cuelga de un hilo, las alianzas se forjan y se rompen en un juego mortal de ambiciones, y el rugido de los dragones anuncia la llegada de una nueva era de fuego y sangre.

The Gods aren't happy with how things are going with the House of the Dragon, so they send Rhaenyra a few dreams to make her realize the danger she is in. Rhaenyra realizes how horrible of a sister she has been and decides to change things. She will be smarter when playing the Game of Thrones and show her uncle that while she loves him she isn't someone to play with. This story will not follow the TV show or the book timeline, at least not all of it. I have no idea where this story is going. Please be aware that this is just fan fiction and not an actual book.

Na sombria Batalha do Olho de Deus, Aemond Targaryen encontrou seu trágico fim. No entanto, os caprichos dos deuses o trouxeram de volta à vida de maneira inesperada. Ao abrir os olhos, Aemond se vê renascido como o primogênito de sua maior inimiga, Rhaenyra Targaryen. Com as memórias de sua vida passada queimando em sua mente e um desejo insaciável de vingança, Aemond enfrenta um dilema: abraçar seu novo papel como herdeiro de Rhaenyra ou sucumbir ao ódio que uma vez o consumiu?

Je m'appelle Aelyssa Targaryen et je suis la dernière fille de Viserys Targaryen et de Alicent Hightower. Je vis donc à Port-Réal avec ma mère, mon père, ma sœur, mes frères et la famille de ma demi sœur, Rhaenyra, l'héritière légitime du trône de fer. Crédit aux artistes des photos Pinterest que je prend (j'essaie de laisser leur wm) et crédit a G.R. Martin et hbo évidement.

જ⁀➴" 𝒒𝒖'𝒆𝒔𝒕-𝒄𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔?" "𝑪𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒋'𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒊 𝒅𝒖 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒔" Et si le premier enfant de Rhaenyra Targaryen fut une fille? Une héritière, se battant pour le trône de fer. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON S1-S2-S? AEGON TARGARYEN X OC (FEM. TARAGRYEN) début, 22 décembre 2023

What happens when Rhaenyra and Daemon's night in the brothel turned out to be more than what the princess admitted to? What happens when a child is conceived that night? What happens when that child is a girl, born the perfect image of a Targaryen princess? What happens when that princess turns out to share the same affliction as her dear aunt? And what happens when she tries her damndest to make sure her visions don't come true? ✨Cover Art by Seasmoked✨

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.