"Be honourable", I plead as his lips hover dangerously close to mine "But you aren't an honourable man are you Jaime Lannister?" I dare to ask knowing exactly where it will lead. "No I'm not", he replies and I feel his restraint about to snap, just like mine. + + Rayna Stark is the eldest of Ned Starks children and is due to be married. When Jaime Lannister comes to Winterfell with the King she doesn't expect to find herself captivated by the Kingslayer or he with Ned Starks daughter but what honourable Lord would let his daughter marry the Kingslayer? How long can Jaime hide the truth about what he's done from his new lover and can she survive a forbidden romance in Kings Landing? They try to survive their secrets and those who would kill to seperate them while war threatens to tear them apart. + COMPLETED S1-8 + Highest Ranks #1 asongoficeandfire #4 Game Of Thrones #1 Jaime Lannister #15 Original Character *A quick disclaimer I wrote this at 16 and no longer endorse this kind of age gap

{Book 1} The winds of war howled through the scorched skies of Westeros, carrying the scent of fire and blood. Among the Targaryens, a name whispered through history was not only Rhaenyra's, but that of her younger sister-Velleanna Targaryen. Born in the shadow of a realm divided, Velleanna was not raised to be a queen, but a warrior. While Rhaenyra played the game of thrones, Velleanna sharpened her blade, vowing to be the shield that stood between her sister and the darkness that sought to consume her. From the moment she could walk, Velleanna was drawn to steel and flame, trained by the finest warrior Ser Athony Mormont the Kingsquard. She grew into a fierce protector, a rider of dragons, and a woman forged in loyalty. Through years of war, betrayal, and shifting allegiances, she stood unwavering at her sister's side, her sword a promise of devotion. As the realm spiraled into chaos, with House Targaryen tearing itself apart, Velleanna would be more than a mere footnote in history. She would be the tempest, the firestorm, the sister who chose not the throne, but the woman who rightfully claimed it. And when the dragons screamed and the world burned, she would be there, standing at Rhaenyra's side, ready to carve their fate into the very bones of Westeros. {Velleanna Targaryen x Charlie Hunnam} (SPOILERS ABOUT HOUSE OF THE DRAGON READ AT YOUR OWN RISK !!) ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ: ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ,ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ

- ꜱʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴏʀᴇɪɢɴ ʟᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴏʀᴇɪɢɴ ᴄᴜꜱᴛᴏᴍꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡɪʟᴅʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴛʜᴇɴꜱ. ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ. ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ꜰʟᴇᴡ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴏʀᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ, ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ꜱᴏɴ? [Cregan Stark x oc] - House of the Dragon season two ~>

Valaena Velaryon, the heiress, the Valiant, and the Vengeful. The only living daughter of Rheanyra Targaryen and "Leanor" Velaryon, once loved by her mother, grandfather, the small folk, and even the realm. Yet all that changed once the Dance of the Dragons began, brother vs brother, nephew vs uncles, Aunts verses nieces, and mother vs daughter. The valiant turned vengeful with one act, one command, and one death. However one thing remained, Queen Valaena remained loved by the small folk, even when fire rained down from the skies, famine struck, Valaena remained loved. "Do not speak to me of duty! Do not speak to me of sacrifice!" She roared at the King's Hand. "All I have done is serve the realm, and for that I have lost something more precious to than any throne!" She screamed furiously. "And yet my dear husband can't even be bothered to attend his-" Her word's broke interrupted by broken sobs. Aemond moved forwards from behind his grandfather in an attempt to console the sobbing Queen.

Layarah Targaryen. She lived in the North for her own safety after her father and mother died and the end of her family reign. Her time in the North wasn't pleasant. Terrible of thing have happened to the girl which she tried to forget but she couldn't. She wasn't able to pick her clothes, the way her hair is styled or what she ate. She was tired of being controlled and not having anything to say all because she was a woman. But then she was married off to a Lannister. A snarky, golden Lion. Jaime Lannister. Layarah hated to Lannister's after everything the family had done to hers. Yet once she met and had gotten to know Jaime not the Kingslayer but Jaime Lannister she had quickly fallen in love with the Lord. When the Days grew the more she realized she needed to make a change in the world. She was going to regain her throne back. And become the Natural Queen she was destined to be. So she needed to be careful with how she played the Game of Thrones knowing every steps can be the cause of her death. "I'm afraid." Jaime spoke. Layarah furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Jaime looked at her facial expression and sighed. He wanted her to understand that the Jaime who she was married to was gone, he wasn't that man anymore. The man who she fought for when he was gone, the man who she craved, the man who she loved. He was gone. "Afraid of what?" Layarah asked softly. She placed her palm on Jaime's cheek caressing it. Jaime looked down to the ground embarrassed. He wanted to please her and so much more but he just couldn't. "You'd realize you loved me more with my hand." Layarah stared blankly at her husband. She never could stop loving him even if she tried. He was the love of her life, even if she didn't realize it yet. Layarah let out a laugh. Jaime stared at her blankly, he didn't know what was so funny. EDITING Season 1-8

Hera's family was murdered in cold blood by their enemies. Hera got away and went to Winterfell, where the Starks lived. She knew she would be safe there, because Ned Stark and her father were close friends. Now, years later, she still live there. The Starks have treated her like family, and she couldn't be more grateful. As a war starts, Hera is introduced to a darker side of herself. Her more vengeful and warrior side. Can someone pull her back into the light before she disappears into the darkness? OC x ROBB STARK COMPLETED COVER BY @THEICEWOLVES

Aemyra Velaryon, the dark dreamer made of fire and blood. The daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and the heir to the Iron Throne is sent to the North where all warmth is forgotten. She is sent with the mission to raise an army to rise up against the Greens and the Usurper King Aegon. While doing so she is getting to know the Wolf in the North, Lord Cregan Stark who she grows very fond of. All her life shes known fire, but she soon realizes not all dragons are made of fire, some are born from flames of ice. Together they will write the song of Ice & Fire. fem oc x cregan stark takes place during Dance of Dragons This fanfic is based on the show owned by HBO: House of The Dragon note: the images and gifs used in this book do not belong to me! i do not claim the images as my work i just use them as visuals for my story<3

Visenya Velaryon has lived the stereotypical sheltered life of a Princess for too long. After the incident at Driftmark, she's finally been made aware of just how unbeneficial her life in Kingslanding is, moving to Dragonstone is not enough, she needs a change so grand people will call her dramatic. She's the daughter of the future Queen and twin to the future King after her, she stands to inherit nothing, no titles, no land, nothing. If she has nothing to gain then she has nothing to loose. She moves to the North to live in Winterfell under the watchful eyes of the Starks, it is there she begins to find a newfound love for duty as Rhaenyra's daughter and pride in House Targaryen, in the North she builds a name for herself, and she strengthens the unity between the North and the other Kingdoms. Book One of 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝕿𝖗𝖎𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖞

"They call her the Queen in the North. And They say she's as wild as a she wolf, with vengeance on her lips" Elonar Stark the third born child of Lord Eddard Stark and Catelyn Tully, was just that wild, vengeful and beautiful. After the death of her father she flees Kingslanding in search of her mother and brother Robb, only to find them dead at the twins. Naive and alone El finds herself in a whirlwind of men seemingly desperate to help restore the Stark dynasty to its former grandeur. Her naivety and honour blinds her to the reality of power grabbing notions of men with more experience than El could ever dream of. El finds who is truly loyal to her but still needs a marriage to ensure her power, but can she trust the man she is beginning to love? Or can she live the man she's always trusted? Power, love, lust and a rather gripping storyline. Set amongst the game of thrones we all know and love. Rated very highly, and I promise the story improves at it goes on. I started this fanfiction more than 3 years ago so it's a word in progress and it evolves as my writing does. *not my characters events or places. All copyright goes to George R R Martin and HBO © * no copyright intended. Aside from El and Axel really, they're entirely mine.

Evelyn Stark is nothing like her brother Robb. She might have the talent to fight, be stubborn and sarcastic but she has a special talent for attracting people with her kind, gentle heart and her ability to heal. When Jaime Lannister rides into Winterfell with Cersei, he isn't expecting to be healed or to learn the true meaning of love and sorrow.