"This has gone too far." "Has it?" "Yes! I was not meant to fall in love with you!" "To what? Say it again." "I'm in love with you." A Tyrell and a Targaryen, it was not a surprising pair, not after the King had married a Martell, but the way they looked at each other stretched a world beyond politics and that was surprising to every eye that saw. A flower not crushed by the dragon, but intertwined with it forever. Baelor Targaryen x Female OC Set before and during A Knight of The Seven Kingdoms. Inspired by George R.R Martin's series, A Song of Ice and Fire

"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒐 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓." 𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝟏𝟔 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐒𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐮𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞]

Dyanna Waters - the bastard child of Jaime Lannister - had always felt alone in King's Landing. Not ever knowing who her mother is, she yearns to learn about her heritage, but her father is unwilling to share. When the War of the Five Kings begins to flourish, Dyanna is left to find her own way in the world. That's when she meets her future. S1E1-S8E6 (All seasons, all episodes) HIGHEST RATINGS #1 in ASOIAF #1 in Baratheon #1 in Lannister

"I love you," he finally said. "In what way?" She asked. "You know what way." House Targaryen ruled the skies, their dragons soaring above the lands of Westeros, embodying the power and legacy of Old Valyria. As the blood of the dragon, the Targaryens were bound by fire and by blood, their history marked by triumph and tragedy. Their Valyrian bloodline remained pure through generations of marrying within their own house, ensuring the strength of their line and the potency of their dragons. From the Iron Throne, they governed the Seven Kingdoms with wisdom, their rule defined by a deep and unyielding connection to the fire that burned within them. House Velaryon, rulers of the seas, were ever loyal to House Targaryen, their fates as inseparable as the tides. Their wealth, power, and prestige were born from their naval dominance, securing their place as allies and kin to the dragonlords of House Targaryen. The Velaryons were steadfast in their loyalty, their bond with House Targaryen as much about shared heritage as it was about respect for the sea and the power it held. Prince Jacaerys Velaryon, son of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon, was more than just the heir to the Iron Throne, he was a warrior, a leader, and a prince truly deserving of the crown. With the blood of Old Valyria running through his veins, he carried Fire and Salt. A skilled swordsman, he trained relentlessly, his strikes as precise as they were powerful. But beyond his prowess in battle, Jacaerys was a just and compassionate leader, one who listened to his people and understood the weight of his duty. He was not just a ruler who would sit idly on a throne, he was a prince who would fight for his family and realm, who would bleed and die in honor. Many whispered that he would be the greatest king the Seven Kingdoms had ever known. Jacaerys Velaryon x Daenera Velaryon (female oc)

Princess Jaehaera Targaryen is the eldest child of Prince Maekar Targaryen, who could have been just another Targaryen princess marked as a footnote in the history of House Targaryen had she not wed her uncle, Baelor Breakspear. Known as 'The only Man In Summerhall', Jaehaera becomes one of the most prominent women in Targaryen history, along with the good queen, the conqueror's wives and Rhaenyra the Cruel. ... All my love and patience All my admiration All the times I've waited For you to want me naked I made it all look painless Man, am I the greatest - Billie Eilish, The Greatest

❝𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲?❞ The realm is starving. Not for spectacle. For bread. For justice. For something the Crown has never truly given. But in the Red Keep, they call it unrest. They call it something to be managed. Princess Saelene Targaryen has no intention of becoming another temporary solution to a problem men refuse to understand. She has walked among the smallfolk. Listened where the Crown has ignored. Seen what lies beneath the polished illusion of power-and she knows one truth above all: If the realm is breaking, it is not because the people are ungrateful. It is because they are hungry. Prince Baelor Targaryen was raised to believe in order. In duty. In control. In a Crown that does not bend. But Saelene is nothing like the royals he has known. She does not play the game. She questions it. Challenges it. Unravels it with a single, steady gaze. And gods help him- he cannot look away. As whispers of unrest grow louder and something dangerous begins to take root among the people, Saelene pushes for change that could reshape the realm itself. But power does not yield easily. And neither does desire. Because some things are forbidden. Some thoughts should never be entertained. And some lines- once crossed- cannot be undone. And wanting her? Wanting him? In a world like this- is nothing short of guilty as sin. Baelor Targaryen x OC female Targaryen CW: ⚠️smut Copyright Notice: This work is a fanfiction set in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire / A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms. All canon characters, settings, and associated intellectual property belong to George R. R. Martin and their respective rights holders. This story is a transformative fan work featuring the original character Saelene Targaryen and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the original creators.

Born in 101 AC to Prince Baelon Targaryen and Lady Jeyne Arryn, Princess Alyssa Targaryen was named for her father's late sister-wife. As King Viserys' court fractures into rival factions of green and black, Alyssa comes of age in a realm thick with greed, envy, and ambition. When the dragon begin to dance, Alyssa must decide who she is and what she is willing to burn for.

...𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫... "Be reasonable , Colette." "No, Jaimie, I don't think I will." >>𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Ned Stark ends up wedding a different Tully sister and the game changes drastically. 𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐂! (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!)

This is the story of Princess Eiraella Targaryen, a princess of the blood born into the glory and danger of House Targaryen. She is the daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and his beloved queen, Aemma Arryn, and the twin sister of Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne. While her sister is destined to rule and claim dragons as her birthright, Eiraella walks a different path. In a dynasty defined by fire and blood, she remains dragonless-an unusual fate for a Targaryen princess. Yet what she lacks in flame, she makes up for in intellect, resolve, and quiet strength. Set within the splendor and intrigue of the royal court, her story unfolds in the shadow of the Iron Throne. As the youngest member of the Small Council, Eiraella must navigate the dangerous politics of the Red Keep, where loyalty is fragile and ambition burns hotter than dragonfire. Surrounded by powerful lords, shifting alliances, and the ever-present weight of her family's legacy, she must prove that power does not come only from dragons-but from wisdom, courage, and an unyielding will. This is the tale of a princess without a dragon, striving to find her place in the House of the Dragon. 🔥🐉🔥 So far only Princess Eiraella is my own creation; all other characters and much of the world remain as portrayed in House of the Dragon. The story follows the main plot of the series, though certain events and details have been reimagined to weave her journey seamlessly into the unfolding drama. As this is my first fanfiction-and English is not my first language-there may be mistakes along the way. Still, this story is written with passion and admiration for the world of fire and blood, and I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed creating it. 🔥🐉🔥 A tale of fire and blood set upon parchment, where dragons stir and wolves remember... 🥚Story journey: started 07.02.2025 / ended 10.06.2026🔥

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.