Alysanne Targaryen; the unknown third child of Elia Martell and Rhaegar Targaryen.

The wind howled through the bare branches, a chilling reminder of winter's harsh grip on the land. Snowflakes danced in the moonlight, casting an eerie glow over Malfoy Manor. Inside, the warmth of the hearths did little to comfort Narcissa Malfoy as she readied herself for bed. The manor, usually a fortress of calm and control, seemed unusually restless tonight. A sharp, unexpected knock echoed through the grand hallways, startling Narcissa. It was late, far too late for visitors. She hesitated, her heart pounding as she approached the front door. The knock came again, more insistent this time. She reached for her wand, clutching it tightly as she opened the heavy door. The icy wind whipped around her, but no one was in sight. Narcissa frowned, scanning the empty grounds. Just as she was about to close the door, a faint whimper caught her attention. She looked down and gasped. At her feet was a small basket, swaddled in heavy furs. Inside, a baby girl with striking white hair and vivid purple eyes peered up at her, innocent and curious. . . . . This story will be updated weekly (when I'm back to my normal schedule. For now, I can only update every 2 weeks). I hope you all like it! P.S. Haven't decided who will be her endgame, but we'll see how the story will eventually go. As of the moment, it could be Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle (his ghost; still debating this), or maybe I'll make up a character in the future.

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.

After the Lord of Light fails to bring back the Lord Commander of Night Watch. The pyre was built and the 998th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch's body was burning right before everyone's eyes. But out came not ash but walking Jon Snow completely naked for everyone to watch and worship. Though none kneeled in for him like they did for his aunt. The boy from our world is reincarnated into the body of Jon Snow after he suffers betrayal from his black brothers. But he is not alone. An AI, a creation beyond the understanding of this realm, whispers in his mind-an eternal guide in a world of blood, treachery, and magic. With its aid, he will carve his path through the game of thrones, where kings rise and fall like the tides. Yet, unknown to him, something stirs beyond the frozen rivers and shadowed forests. A gift-one that crawled from the shores of God's Eye, an echo of his past-waiting, watching, Sleeping to its heart's content. This is not the story of a wolf bound by honor. Nor is it the tale of a dragon shackled by fate. This is the saga of a reborn soul who refuses to kneel. Let the game begin.

A man from another world dies and wakes as a boy in the North. A bastard named Jon Snow. But Jon Snow is no longer the quiet child of Winterfell. He remembers another life-one filled with machines, memory, and the knowledge of what's to come. With Winter on the horizon and the South already scheming, he chooses action over silence. From the black walls of the Night's Watch to the burning rivers of the Riverlands, Jon-forged anew as Daemon-will reshape Westeros with steel, fire, and foresight. He builds, he plans, he kills, and he remembers. And the game of thrones is no longer played by the rules the lords remember. A character-driven, realistic self-insert fic exploring war, prophecy, power, and the long night ahead. Probably smut in the future. 🎁 Support me or read ahead 10 chapters on Patreon: [patreon.com/jajasx222]

She died on the freeway, wearing dragon wings and Visenya's sword. A fan of House of the Dragon, a lover of history and heartbreak, she thought she knew the story. She never expected to wake up in it. Now Vaelyra Targaryen, second daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, she is born into a doomed dynasty-one she refuses to let burn. Armed with knowledge of the future, she becomes her sister Rhaenyra's truest ally, her father's guiding hand, her younger siblings' secret guardian, and the court's silent storm. The Dance of the Dragons will never happen. Not if she can help it.

What if Alicent Hightower was no longer naïve? No longer the dutiful daughter, the obedient wife, or the pawn of men who sought to use her for their own ambitions? What if she refused to be silenced, to be manipulated, to be cast aside? Tired of being controlled by her father and exploited by the men around her, Alicent Hightower rises not as a woman to be pitied, but as a queen to be feared. With a sharp mind and an iron will, she seizes control of her own destiny, reshaping the war that will come to be known as the Dance of the Dragons. Alicent refuses to be a victim. She will not beg, she will not bow. She will rule. And the realm will burn for it. SHE WILL LIGHT THE WAY.

Thanks to a which Raego didn't die. All this years daenerys keep her son as a secret. Only the poeple who live with them know about Raego. When Daenerys and Jon will meet each other would she trust him enough to talk about her son? And if she do it what will happen? Sorry for this awful description, I suck at this P.S: don't judge this story with the first chapter because it is very horrible, the other chapter are way better.

Rhaego didn't die. Curses and prophecies aside, our dragon babies were still hatched in Drogo's funeral pyre.... Basically, everything in this story is the same as how it happened in the show, except for the fact that Daenerys had her son along with her for the ride. Mostly anyway. I mean, it's not like he tagged along when she flew off on Drogon and was captured by the Dothraki. Other characters dead in the show may also show up eventually too... I'm not entirely sure of how quick/slow time passes in the show, so I made Rhaego be five (almost) at the beginning of this story, even though it starts at the beginning of season 7. This is my first GoT story. Ever since that horrid final season, I couldn't just let my ideas sit in a folder on my laptop. I've had sooo many ideas since season 7. This is only one of them. I'm simultaneously writing like five different stories at once. For now though, this will be the only one I will publish, since it's the first idea I had and the one I've written the most for. The others will come eventually. I just want to add more to them all first. I hope you all like this. It's much more positive and lighthearted than what we've gotten from the show. It's sort of been my therapy. There will (hopefully) be weekly updates every Monday. If not, the latest will be every 2 weeks, but I'll make sure to let y'all know if there will be a delay longer than that. Dialogue in italics and underlined is the character speaking in either Valyrian or Dothraki! The first line of dialogue will tell you which one it is.

Jaime realises Jon's true idenity when visiting Winterfell, remembering a promised made to Rhaegar, Jaime and Jon enter the game of thrones together Book does not belongs to me, Credit goes to the rightful owner Cover by: @tenebris_spell