Haerion Peverell, anteriormente Harry Potter, é transportado de seu mundo para a Velha Valíria, onde descobre que a Casa Peverell eram Senhores dos Dragões que escaparam da Perdição. Reivindicando o dragão, ele forjou um vínculo poderoso com o dragão, Aegerax. Autor Original: Vikrant Utekar Site: m.fanfiction.net

Aeloria Targaryen Youngest daughter of King Visery Targaryen and Queen Alicent Hightower The One-eyed Princess The Mistake This is how others describe her, her family, the maesters, and even other nobles. But to her teachers, knights, maids, and even those from Flea Bottom Aeloria was determined, strong, a genius. The perfect Ruler This soon ended when she died at 15, the night before her wedding to the man that took her eye. She took flight on Vhagar, The Queen of Dragons, and ended up stuck in a storm. Lightning struck, causing the two to fall to the cold ocean, ending their life. The Queen mourned for her daughter, her brothers and sister could only watch in their own distraught. But no one mourned than those she helped, those she gave hope to. Shock filled the family at just how many mourned, who cried for the young girl, who mourned their queen. However.. It seems Aeloria's time isn't finished just yet... (I have never watched HOTD so I'm so sorry if I mess up) Dagur x Fem!Aemond x Mala

One name, two girls, same but different. Where one was a warrior who fought all her life, the other seen the good in people and was betrayed. What happens when the two become one and magic joins the chaos?

After Jon Snow's fateful act, Drogon, carrying Daenerys, veered away to a mysterious island-the Mythical Menagerie. Meanwhile, post-Battle of Hogwarts, Harry, drawn to magical creatures, inherited the island. As Drogon and Harry's worlds collided, a unique tale unfolded, blending Westerosi politics and wizarding magic on the hidden sanctuary. *Harry Potter x Daenerys *Halu, this is my very first story, I hope y'all enjoys. * The story take place - after Jon Snow stab Daenerys in Season 8 Game of Thrones - After Battle of Hogwarts * Alright reserved to J.K. Rowling and George R.R. Martin. I don't own any of their plot and characters. * I just own my plots only *I apologize in advance if I am late in updating this story because I am still studies. So I have to divide my time between the assignment and this story. *please vote if you like my story. thank you so much

[AU] What if, instead of being sent back in time to 115 AC, Diane Targaryen woke up as Lady Diane Florent? Her older sister is about to marry Ser Otto from House Hightower, but perhaps not. Not if Diane can do anything about it. Because what's better than fixing a disaster? Making sure it does not happen in the first place. Time frame: 93-130 AC.

Alice Mirallis was many things but a believer and someone who trusts easily. She loved her loneliness yet knew from deep inside her that she despised it to the core. She had a sense of adventure yet the world she lived in didn't allow her to expand it. And she knew she must move on. After watching the tv show she heard many gushes about, and innocently complain about it, she never expected to wake up in that very same show and as the character, she both loved and hated. And surrounded by royalty. __________ 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖘𝖆𝖞?

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍⎮❝Un giratiempo roto, una poción mal hecha y un adolescente en el lugar equivocado puede llevar a muchos problemas.❞ ☺︎︎「 𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎́𝐍𝐃𝐄 」── Tras un desafortunado accidente con un giratiempo roto de Hermione Granger y una poción mal preparada por Ronald Weasley, Draco Malfoy pierde el control de su destino y es arrastrado a otro universo. En lugar de encontrar la muerte, renace en una era completamente diferente, en el mundo de House of the Dragon. Para su asombro, ya no es el heredero de la noble casa Malfoy, sino el primogénito de la princesa Rhaenyra Targaryen y el príncipe Daemon Targaryen. Criado como un príncipe Targaryen, rodeado de dragones y envuelto en los juegos de poder de la corte, Draco debe aprender a sobrevivir en un mundo donde la traición es moneda corriente y el fuego y la sangre dictan el destino de los reyes. Con los recuerdos de su vida pasada intactos, se debate entre aceptar su nueva identidad o buscar una forma de regresar a su verdadero hogar. Sin embargo, mientras se adentra en la política de Poniente y se enfrenta a la inminente guerra civil entre los Verdes y los Negros, comienza a cuestionarse si acaso este destino no era el que siempre debió tener. 【 draco malfoy fanfiction 】 【 written by @LucilaMikaelson 】 【 prohibida la copia y/o adaptación 】 【 inició: 28/05/24 - finalización: 】 【 cover by @Maribi231】

ON HOLD What if Ned Stark had another sister? Ceira Stark is the Lady of Winterfell, the third born child of Rickard Stark and Lyarra Stark and had the responsibility of protecting the house and the family from a young age. Following the rebellion, it's not Robert who marries Cersei Lannister, it's Ned Stark and to bolster the alliance, Ceira discovers that the king and his new Hand, along with her brother, have made a deal with Tywin Lannister, offering her up as a bride for the other man. Ceira finds her life upended and struggles with her feelings following the rebellion as she navigates the new world her sister has created. However, as time goes on, Ceira finds herself falling for the Old Lion as they create a new legacy together, navigating the world after Robert's Rebellion and eventually the return of the dragons. (I do not own the rights to GOT or the characters or the main storyline that follows the events of Game of Thrones-Just Ceira and her children)

"Is this some kind of joke?" I whispered in shock, my voice trembling as I stared at the reflection in the ornate mirror before me. Well, her mirror. The polished silver showed a face I knew all too well-just not my own. Pale skin, a cascade of silver-gold hair, and violet eyes that could only belong to one person. "Who the hell did I piss off to become her? The Black Queen?" My words were almost a growl as I gripped the edges of the vanity, the cold metal biting into my fingers. That's right. One moment, I was just me, heading home after another long day, and the next... a car came out of nowhere. I don't even remember the impact, not really. It was too fast. No flashes of light, no angelic choirs-just darkness. And then I was here. The next thing I knew, a maid was shaking me awake, her voice trembling with reverence as she called me Princess Rhaenyra. Yeah. That Rhaenyra. The Black Queen herself. The one and only Maegor with tits.

The Blood of The Dragon and The Wolf come together early, creating a Dragon that would change the Future of House Targaryen.