Princess Visera Targaryen is Prince Baelor's only daughter, born on Dragonstone with silver hair like a promise and a curse, grows adored, indulged, and spoiled so thoroughly the realm itself seems trained to kneel when she merely lifts her chin. She is all velvet insolence and laughing defiance, a storm in pearls who expects the world to be handed to her, until she meets the one prince who does not bend. Aerion is fire given flesh: proud, cruel, and hungry for reverence, the sort of dragon-boy who would rather break than yield, and in him Visera finds the only refusal sharp enough to feel like desire. When King Daeron binds them in betrothal against the furious warnings of Baelor and Maekar, it is meant as a remedy, two tempests married to cancel each other out, but the gods do not bless such logic. What follows is a marriage like a dagger-dance: venom and laughter, denial and demand, courtly scandal and private hunger, two bright disasters locked together while those who love them watch with dread, knowing the realm has just tied silk to wildfire... and sooner or later, everyone will smell the smoke.

Nymeria just wanted a quiet life alone in the woods. But when a Grey wizard comes barging into her house and requesting her companionship on a journey that will probably cost Nymeria her life, she has an important decision to make. Moreover, she meets a friend she has not seen for a long time. Finding out that they might be standing on the opposite side of the battlefield leaves her with a headache once more...

"It doesn't matter if you're born in a duck yard, so long as you are hatched from a swan's egg!" (house of the dragon) (Pre- Dance of the Dragons, during Rhaenyra's time at court) (young!Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!oc)

[Highest Rank: 1 in Lord Of The Rings] "love is a strange thing. Once it happens, nothing and no one can change it, in any condition.". Niphredil Elentary, an elleth from Lorien who captured the heart of Legolas and the only thing that the Dark Lord Sauron wanted as much as his ring. who is she and what is so special about her? Can she warm the heart of the Prince of Mirkwood after 60 years? Can she avoid her dark fate? follow the story to find out.

Amara, daughter of Lord Elrond, finds herself as the fifteenth member of the company of Thorin Oakenshield. A quest to reclaim a homeland leads her straight into her betrothed after being apart for 50 years. But, as they will come to find out, their reunion will be anything but peaceful. A Legolas Fanfic (This is an edited re-post of a story I originally posted on my first Wattpad account several years ago.)

In a bed chamber high in the trees of Lothlorien is a young she-elf is sound asleep. "She will wake soon if Mithrandir is to proceed with his quest to Erebor. The darkness will grow, and she will awaken to fight it, like she did long ago." Galadriel says, turning to her husband and taking his hand. The she-elf is not as young as she seems, she had nearly faded when Galadriel found her at the beginning of the second age. The elf never woke, but the Lady of Light has foreseen it; Naehlara will awaken to help lead the elves, men and all free folk to peace, for she is the High Queen of the elves. The only living elf from the first age. Her fae grows stronger with every year bringing her closer to awakening. Galadriel once was friends with the elf, her father Thingol; king of Doriath before it was abandoned and forgotten as the first age elves left Middle Earth to go back to Valanor or faded with time. "I have longed to see my friend reawaken but how do you explain to one that nearly two ages has passed since she fell into slumber." Galadriel says, a small smile growing on her face. "She was a mighty warrior, the best in all of Middle Earth. But she was stubborn, not as wise as most elves. A lot more like our Woodland kin, the ones in Greenwood." Galadriel says, a laugh slipping through her lips as she remembers watching Naehlara fight in the wars long ago. How she'd argue with anyone that stood in her way, nearly taking the head off the captain of the guard when he would not head her warning of the armies coming from Morgoth. ✨NOT A HOBBIT FANFIC IT IS SET DURING LORD OF THE RINGS✨ A/N I do not own any character other than Naehlara and maybe more if I choose to add more. But probably just Naehlara. I'm newer to the fandom so please let me know if i got any facts wrong. I hope you enjoy the story Also maybe be slow updates due to work but I hope to put out consistently!

Book One "From the time we are born we start making choices. At the time when we are young we learned that our choices come with consequences. Some are good, and some are bad." Lìvia, the fourth child of Lord Elrond and Lady Celebrían, is not like other elves. She is gifted, and has yet to discover all of them. "And sometimes our choices affect others around us. Whether we know it or not. That phrase 'Actions speak louder than words.' While that phrase can be true, sometimes its our words have the most consequences." And why was Lìvia given these gifts? ~"As l have said before the choices that will be made over the years, will determine both their faiths."~ Is there a bigger game at play? Join Lìvia has she discovers her gifts, and meets a certain elf Prince along the way. As her Journey Begins. After all it only takes a spark to start a fire. -I DONT OWN LOTR OR THE HOBBIT NOR ITS CHARTERS!-

In the heart of the Red Keep, where whispers carry more danger than blades, Rhaenyra Targaryen grows up alongside her cousin, Aerion Targaryen-the orphaned prince taken in by her father and raised as one of their own. Once inseparable, time turns affection into something far more dangerous. Aerion is no longer the boy she knew. Marked by violence and shadowed by rumor, he has become a man the court fears-unpredictable, ruthless, and bound by a political betrothal that could secure powerful alliances. To want him is reckless. To love him is treason. But in stolen moments beneath torchlight and behind hidden walls, their bond refuses to fade. As the realm fractures and loyalties are tested, their secret threatens not only Aerion's future-but Rhaenyra's claim to the Iron Throne itself. Surrounded by spies, enemies, and whispers of betrayal, she is forced to choose between the crown she was born to inherit... and the one man she was never meant to love. Because in a house built on fire and blood, even love can start a war.

𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 is born too late to inherit and too early to be spared. The youngest child of King Viserys I and Queen Alicent grows up in the shadow of crowns and blades, learning that power is not given, it is taken, kept, and defended at any cost. targaryenoc x aemondtargaryen targaryenoc x aegoniitargaryen taragryenoc x femoc (time wise show accurate) I don't own any of the characters except for my ocs !! (Daeron is replaced by Aemara. Instead of living in Oldtown, she grew up in Kingslanding.)

In the shadow of dragons, love is not gentle and loyalty is never clean. Half of the Targaryens went mad, didn't they? Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss it and the world holds its breath. A defiant princess and a dangerous prince are bound by duty, resentment, and a shared unwillingness to yield. They clash more often than they agree, distrust more than they confess, and refuse to admit the pull that tightens between them with every confrontation. In a court ruled by fear and consequence, attraction becomes another weapon, and freedom is never given without cost. Who is destined for greatness and who for madness?