"In my end is my beginning."- T.S. Eliot Princess Daenaera Targaryen died above Shipbreaker's Bay. Then she woke up the night the man who killed her lost his eye. Given a second chance at life and armed with the knowledge of the future. Rights to the owners!

A woman who lit the way, never allowing her family to venture the dark alone. Changing events for the sake of her family, even at the expense of herself.

"Her name will not be Lyanna. Nor Joanna." her husband declared. "No, her name is Ingrid." Born as lightning lit up the birthing room, she would grow up learning the game and eventually, making her plays. She would not be forgotten, no, she would forever be remembered as the Queen of Storms. Crosspostes on my ao3 account!

"Love and duty are two cages wrought of gold - one you enter, the other you are born inside." When Lady Joanna Lannister dies, her ten-year-old daughter Liora inherits not only her mother's beauty but her burdens. As her father serves the Iron Throne, the child becomes the lady of Casterly Rock - keeper of her siblings, guardian of her house, and the quiet soul who holds the West together with grace and restraint. Years later, a prince comes west. The tourney at Lannisport should have been Cersei's triumph, but when Prince Rhaegar's eyes find Liora instead, a new chain is forged - one of gold, politics, and duty. Bound to a man she does not love, Liora must balance her father's ambition, her sister's envy, and the dangerous affections that grow between the walls of her own home. To protect her family, she will do the unthinkable: break what must be broken and bear the sin herself. Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction inspired by George R. R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire and its related adaptations. All original characters, settings, and storylines belonging to George R. R. Martin, HBO, and their respective copyright holders are used here in a transformative, non-commercial way for creative exploration. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is purely for entertainment and not for profit.

This story follows the original series storyline but what if Rhaenyra and Laenor were able to conceive a true born child? When Princess Rhaenyra and Ser Laenor wed, political duty birthed an impossible miracle: Princess Visenya, a trueborn daughter bearing the stark silver hair of the Velaryons and the fierce violet eyes of the Dragonlords. In a court suffocating under whispers of bastards and betrayal, Visenya becomes her family's formidable shield. After claiming the Bronze Fury, Vermithor, at just six years old, her status as the realm's greatest prodigy is sealed. Fiercely protective of her brothers and trained in steel by her doting uncle Daemon, Visenya sees the Hightower traps clearly. The Dance is coming, but Team Black now has a mastermind.

One girl was never supposed to survive the fall of a dynasty. One child was never supposed to know his name. And Westeros was never supposed to see the dragons return. Princess Visenya Targaryen has spent her entire life watching the men around her make choices that set kingdoms aflame. Then Rhaegar takes Lyanna Stark. The Realm erupts. Her family begins to die. And sixteen-year-old Visenya makes a choice of her own. She steals away the infant son of Rhaegar Targaryen before Robert Baratheon can find him-and with one desperate act, changes the fate of Westeros forever. Across the Narrow Sea, the last remnants of a shattered dynasty disappear into exile. Behind them lies a murdered family, a stolen throne, and a prince of Dorne who believes the woman he loved is gone forever. But Visenya does not die. She survives. She raises Rhaegar's hidden son knowing exactly whose blood runs through his veins. She gathers the forgotten, the betrayed and the broken. And while Westeros settles comfortably beneath the rule of the Usurper, Visenya remembers every name. Elia. Rhaenys. Aegon. Rhaella. Sixteen years later, the wolves are marching south. The lions believe themselves untouchable. Kings are tearing the Realm apart. And across the Narrow Sea, something the Seven Kingdoms thought extinct has begun to stir. The boy they would have called Jon Snow knows he was born Jacaerys Targaryen. The Dragon Princess is coming home. And waiting in Dorne is the Red Viper-the man she left behind, the man who never stopped loving her, and the man who has sixteen years of vengeance burning beneath his skin. Robert's Rebellion destroyed a dynasty. Visenya Targaryen intends to resurrect one. And this time, when the dragons descend upon Westeros- they know exactly who their enemies are.

Astrid never believed the worlds in her books could touch her own-until the night she died. A modern soldier trained in medicine, engineering, and survival, Astrid wakes in the body of a young Northman's daughter on the edge of Wintertown, years before the great wars that will shake Westeros. Her memories remain sharp. Her instincts remain deadly. Her heart remains haunted. But in this new life, she is just a girl. A forester's child. A bastard of Stark blood. And the old gods are watching her. Drawn to the weirwoods and burdened with visions of ravens, smoke, and dead things in the snow, Astrid understands one thing with terrifying clarity: Winter is coming-and this time, she is here to prepare for it. Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction inspired by George R. R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire and its related adaptations. All original characters, settings, and storylines belonging to George R. R. Martin, HBO, and their respective copyright holders are used here in a transformative, non-commercial way for creative exploration. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is purely for entertainment and not for profit.

Westeros remembers Aemma Arryn as Viserys Targaryen's queen. It forgot the woman who came before her. Queen Amarantha Peverell was Viserys's first wife, his first love, and the mother of his five eldest children. Hidden beyond Westeros in the magical kingdom of Avalon, she built a dynasty of her own while the Seven Kingdoms slowly tore themselves apart. Now, during the succession dispute over Driftmark, Amarantha returns. And with her comes the truth. Viserys has older heirs. Alicent has secrets. Daemon has an entire family he never knew existed. And Rhaenyra is about to discover that being the named heir never meant she was the only one who could have inherited the Iron Throne. ✧ House of the Dragon / Harry Potter Crossover ✧ Canon Divergence ✧ Immortal Peverell Queen ✧ Amarantha Peverell x Viserys Targaryen ✧ Secret First Wife ✧ Five Hidden Targaryen Children ✧ Older Legitimate Heirs ✧ Dragons, Magic & Family Secrets ✧ Rhaenyra-Critical ✧ Daemon Knows Absolutely Nothing 😂 ✧ Lee Pace is Viserys Targaryen ✧ Asha Banks is Amarantha Peverell

When Daemon Targaryen discovers an ancient hidden cave filled with forgotten treasures, dragon eggs, Valyrian steel, and mysterious paintings of half-dragon Valyrians, he unknowingly awakens Nila Valyrian-the last true Valyrian. Immortal, ancient, powerful, and possessing wings, horns, scales, a tail, and extraordinary magic, Nila reveals that the Targaryens are descended from her bloodline. As she becomes part of their family, she brings forgotten dragons, ancient magic, and knowledge back into the world. Through war, love, loss, marriages, births, and generations, Nila builds a family she once believed she had lost forever. She marries Daemon and has children of her own, creating a new generation of dragon-blooded descendants. But immortality comes with a price. Nila watches the people she loves grow old and die, carrying their memories with her as the Targaryen bloodline continues. Eventually, after losing Daemon and all of their children, Nila enters hibernation once more, leaving behind a kingdom filled with her descendants and hundreds of sleeping dragons. One day, when the blood of the dragon needs her again, Nila Valyrian will wake.

𝘼𝙉𝘼𝙀𝙇𝙔𝙎 𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙂𝘼𝙍𝙔𝙀𝙉 tore her mother apart from the inside out. She had gotten stuck halfway from the womb, slowly eroding the bones and muscles within the young woman. Her father had been granted a choice, and in that moment the chance of a son seemed greater than his love for his wife, his Aemma. It was a decision that would haunt Viserys until his dying breath, one that would rest upon Anaelys's shoulders. Started ➞ 17th January 2023 Published ➞ 23rd January 2023 Finished ➞ Ongoing [ SLOW UPDATES ]