One lie. One child. One kingdom forever changed. On the night Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen swore before gods and men that nothing had happened between her and Prince Daemon, she carried a secret no one-not even she-knew existed. Born into whispers and raised as the daughter of Laenor Velaryon, the firstborn princess grows to become the heart of House Targaryen. As old rivalries threaten to divide the realm, she refuses to let ambition destroy the family she loves. In a world where history expected fire and blood, perhaps all it ever needed was one dragon willing to choose peace. An alternate universe where the Dance of the Dragons never comes to pass, old Valyria's traditions endure, and House Targaryen remains united.

In the shadow of a kingdom on the brink of civil war, a forgotten secret returns to Westeros. Princess Vaelora Targaryen-Varyndar, the hidden daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen and the heir to the ancient and powerful House Varyndar, arrives from the volcanic islands of the Narrow Sea. Raised as a warrior, dragonrider, and future ruler, she commands three dragons and carries the legacy of two legendary Valyrian bloodlines. Her arrival shakes the foundations of the realm. The Blacks see a powerful ally, the Greens see a dangerous threat, and Daemon must face the daughter he never knew existed. As Vaelora's path repeatedly crosses with the cold and formidable Prince Aemond Targaryen, fierce rivalry slowly gives way to respect, and respect begins to grow into something neither of them expected. But with the Dance of the Dragons drawing ever closer, every choice comes at a terrible cost. In a world where loyalty is tested, dragons rule the skies, and blood decides destiny, one hidden princess may change the fate of the Seven Kingdoms forever. Aemond Targaryen x Oc

Visenya Velaryon, whispered to be the bastard daughter of Harwin Strong and the unwanted heir to the Iron Throne ,was born beneath omens of blood and fire. She rides the Cannibal, the most savage dragon in the world, and many believe it suits her far too well. Cold-eyed, sharp-tongued, and dangerous with a sword, Visenya was never raised to be a lady. She was raised to survive. Courtly smiles are weapons. Loyalty is rare. Love is weakness. Her nature mirrors that of her stepfather, Prince Daemon Targaryen: restless, violent, and impossible to control. So when she is forced to wed her childhood enemy, Prince Aemond Targaryen, the realm expects peace. Instead, it receives a storm. Their marriage is not gentle. It is a battlefield fought in whispers, glares, and unsheathed truths. They know each other too well, every weakness, every scar, every buried cruelty. Hatred becomes obsession. Obsession becomes need. And need is far more dangerous than love.

As the realm mourns the loss of Queen Aemma, King Viserys finds solace in the arms of a most unlikely companion - the enchanting Anna Hightower , daughter of the King's Lord Hand. But amidst grieving hearts and political turmoil, a daunting question looms: will Rhaenyra, the King's strong-willed daughter, embrace the love her father and Anna share? Sparks fly alliances shift,, the dance of the dragons begins, threatening to tear apart House Targaryen and plunge the realm into chaos. Not intended for minors this is a 18+story this story includes smut (OC) Anna Hightower x Viserys Targaryen I do not own House of the Dragon nor any of the characters I only own my OC's and my plot changes

In the Red Keep, love is not devotion. It is leverage. A weakness waiting to be exploited. When sixteen-year-old Seryza Lannister is forced into a political marriage with Prince Aegon Targaryen, she enters a court ruled by dragons, betrayal, and dangerous men. The realm sees her as nothing more than a beautiful lioness bred to strengthen a crown. They are wrong. Cold, intelligent, and raised to survive the cruelty of noble courts, Seryza quickly learns that King's Landing devours the weak - especially women. But she was not raised to be weak. As obsession replaces duty and power games turn deadly, Seryza finds herself trapped between ambition, desire, and a prince far more dangerous than she first believed. Because Aegon Targaryen may be reckless. Cruel. Unstable. But monsters recognize each other. And in a family where clever women are destined to burn, Seryza intends to survive long enough to become unforgettable. - ✧ House of the Dragon fanfiction ✧ Aegon II Targaryen x Female OC ✧ Slowburn • Court Politics • Obsession • Enemies to Lovers (?) • Dark Royalty ✧ HBO-inspired writing style ✧ Mature themes

Some rivalries are written in history. Others are written across the sky. On Dragonstone, where dragons are raised as faithfully as children, Lady Vaela Soryn has spent a lifetime chasing the horizon. But as ambition, duty, and old loyalties collide, she will discover that the most dangerous battles are not fought between dragons-but between the life the realm expects and the one the heart chooses.

''All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing. '' 🐉 Davina Targaryen, how it all started. To be read in conjunction with Fire and Blood. All the missing years and time skips, plus bonus ending. 👑 Most characters belong to GRRM Join me on Davina's journey. Spin off of Fire and Blood // Daemon Spin off of Reputation // Viserys // Daemon Spin off Fury // Harwin strong Beautiful Cover designed by mik4elsons

House of the dragon X Modern fem OC Dance of the dragon X Modern fem OC Princess Aeraella of House Targaryen, Second daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and Queen Aemma Arryn, Younger sister to Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Realm's Delight. Aeraella Targaryen- Not born to rule by flame, But to keep the world from burning.

house of the dragon fanfic, there is a girl named velaena targaryen whose mother is rhaenyra and her love interest is aemond targaryen

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."