The tale of Visenya Velaryon and Cregan Stark. Visenya Velaryon, young Princess of Dragonstone, is determined to prove herself worthy of her blood and protect her kin as the realm teeters on the edge of chaos. Far in the North, the young Lord of Winterfell- solemn, steadfast, and born to lead- grows into his destiny. Their paths collide once more, and the embers of an old bond flare hot amid rising shadows. But the Greens have seized Rhaenyra's throne, and war sweeps towards them like a storm, sparing neither the brave nor the beloved. As the realm burns and loyalties are tested, Visenya must confront the question that haunts all who bear the name Targaryen: When the coin is cast, will she rise to greatness... or fall to madness?

Cregan Stark/OC - Obligatory NOT self insert I just like making unique characters not in the show/book. Smut, of course. :) ⚠️Warnings: mention/description of miscarriage!!, pregnancy, implied SA, harassment, groping, etc. be forewarned. Not all of this happens to the mc, this is just a list of warnings for things that will be mentioned or referred to in the book so keep that in mind before you read. All characters 18 if there's smut I want to make it clear that my fancast for Cregan Stark is Leo Suter; specifically Leo Suter in Vikings Valhalla. That man is FINE. He is who I write these stories with in mind. * 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧 * Amara Tyrell was born to rule Highgarden. She knows she was. And yet... her father never stops pushing her mother for a proper heir. No matter how hard she works to prove herself, it is never enough. She will always be a pawn to move about the political chessboard of Westeros. On the night of the Harvest Masquerade, she meets someone that changes everything. A formidable Lord from the North who proves there is more to life than what she previously expected. But she is not so fortunate as to take the hand he offers. Her father has already decided her future upon the dream of every Tyrell Lord; royal blood in their lineage. There is an attempt at a happy marriage. But inner turmoil and feeling completely separated from her supposed family, Amara never quite settles into the life of royalty. Her heart yearns for something she can only find in the North. Until a second fated meeting goes entirely unexpected. A war will separate the briar and the wolf. She will be wronged by the one who is supposed to protect her endlessly. Amara will not forgive. And she will not forget. A rose grows with thorns that must be forcibly removed. Missing any one of them could injure the beholder of its beauty. ***

"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship." - Louisa May Alcott In which the young Lady Tyrell needs to learn how to take control instead of asking for it... ALL RIGHTS TO HBO AND GEORGE RR MARTIN except my own characters and their stories

୭ - (v.) Following the death of King Viserys, the kingdom of Westeros is plunged into turmoil with the Greens' ascension to the throne, triggering an imminent civil war. In search of decisive allies, Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen sends messages to the influential noble houses, including the Blackwoods and the Brackens. The Blackwoods, seeking to outdo their rivals, offer their support to the queen on one condition: that Princess Daella Velaryon marry Benjicot Blackwood. However, Daella had no idea that this political marriage would turn into a deep and unexpected love for Benjicot. cover by @andr-meda!! 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐱 𝐨𝐜 𝐟𝐞𝐦 (𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 - 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭) 27/06/2025

ART IS FROM ILDRAWS ON INSTAGRAM Born into the storm of courtly whispers and dragonfire, Princess Aelora Targaryen never chose the life that was laid before her. As the second daughter of King Viserys I, and twin to the son who had been wanted for decades, she was raised beneath the shadow of her sister Rhaenyra's claim and her brother who did not live longer than a day, torn between the warmth of Alicent Hightower's affection and the bitter chill of palace politics. But fate carved a different path for her. Sent north in an arranged marriage to Cregan Stark, Lord of Winterfell, Aelora was exiled from the only home she'd ever known. What began as duty became something more-a quiet, enduring love. -- I've decided that even though this fic is an OC x Cregan pairing, and the Targaryens are canonically white, I want to be more mindful of my readers, many of whom are women of color. From now on, Aelora's skin tone will not be described in a way that restricts her to a specific race. I'll also be editing past chapters to reflect this change. This way, readers can envision her in a way that feels more inclusive and representative of a variety of identities. You guys are also encouraged to point out paragraphs and chapters where it's obvious that she's being described as white, so I can modify it and make it more inclusive. I've seen multiple discussions on Tumblr about how the fanfic community often lacks inclusivity for women of color. Even in fics where the OC is supposed to be the legitimate daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor, they're often still described as white. I want to do better, and even though my fic is an OC, I want all of you to feel seen and represented

"You're no longer a young lad. You're now the Lord of Harrenhal, boy." Harwin Strong and Rhaenyra Targaryen were never meant to be. And not only because his Father had been murdered, but because she was the heir to the Iron Throne. But perhaps a different fate awaits for Darik Strong and Helaena Targaryen. ( hotd ) ( helaena targaryen )

In a realm torn by duty and honor, Gwayne Hightower and Maelena Targaryen find themselves unwillingly united. Bound by obligations and the weight of responsibility, they have no room for desire or personal longing. And yet, as time passes and their hearts begin to understand one another, they yearn not for good grace or power, but only for each other. ──── ✥ ✥ ✥ ──── ( OC x Gwayne Hightower )

Daenys Velayron had never wanted to leave the safety of Dragonstone, or the blanket of security it provided. When Aegon ii usurps her mother's throne, she has no choice but to play her part in the upcoming war. Rhaenyra chooses to send her eldest daughter to the North, to treat with Lord Cregan Stark. Her dreams plague her, being named mad by Queen Alicent since Daenys was but a girl. She dreams of death and fire, her only escape being her dragon Morningstar. Unexperienced in the ways of politicks, Daenys must convince the Wolf of the North to pledge his men to Queen Rhaenyra while battling her own mind. 🗡 Crossposted on tumblr, under the user name cherryheairt Currently 100k+ words