...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.

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

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?

Camille Laurent grew up in a strict traditional family that taught her the world was divided into two kinds of people: black and white, and nothing in between. From her childhood, she remembers only discipline, silence and a pair of mysterious brown eyes that never left her mind. Now a famous celebrity makeup artist, Camille lives a life built on control and perfection, still shaped by her parents' expectations. Until she meets Michael Jackson...

𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖘 ❝their love was written in the stars❞ ──𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 ( 𝐩𝐫𝐞 - 𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐢𝐚𝐟 ) ( 𝟐𝟕𝟖 - 𝟐𝟗𝟎 𝐀.𝐂. ) ( 𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐨𝐜 )

In the chaos of war, Eira Stark, twin sister of Robb Stark, carries the fierce spirit of her Aunt Lyanna and the untamed fire of her Uncle Brandon. Determined to save her father and sisters from the clutches of King's Landing, she rides into battle beside Robb, a wolf among men. But as war rages on, Eira is forced to confront a choice that could shape the fate of the North-honor, family, or love. Will she follow duty, or will her heart lead her down a dangerous path? ·˚✎ 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 #1 in #jaimelannister #1 in #Housestark #8 in #Asongoficeandfire Copyright Notice: This is a fanfiction inspired by Game of Thrones / A Song of Ice and Fire, created by George R.R. Martin. All rights to characters, settings, plots, and other elements belong to the original author and/or HBO. I do not own any rights to the original material and do not intend to infringe on copyright. This story is written for entertainment purposes only and is not for commercial purposes. Original characters such as Eira Stark and others created specifically for this fanfic are my own. Please do not copy, distribute, or use these characters without permission.

Blood Made Them Family. Desire Made Them Sinners. In the years before the Dance of the Dragons tears Westeros apart, Lady Ceryse Strong lives trapped in a cold marriage to Ser Harwin Strong while the realm celebrates Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and the sons Harwin fathered with her. Humiliated, overlooked, and forced to endure betrayal beneath the eyes of the court, Ceryse learns quickly that survival in King's Landing belongs not to the kind, but to the ruthless. Her only true ally is Larys Strong, Harwin's younger brother: cunning, feared, and utterly devoted to her. What begins as a secret affair grows into a dangerous partnership that reshapes the course of the realm itself. Together, they manipulate the royal court from the shadows, turning alliances, spreading whispers, and preparing for the war they know is coming. But in a world ruled by fire and blood, victory always demands a terrible price. A dark and intimate reimagining of the Dance of the Dragons, this story follows the woman history never remembered, and the devastating role she played in deciding who would sit the Iron Throne.

Abandoned and ignored by her father, Princess Vaella remained at her mother's side. Forced to watch as life went on for those around her, while her mind tortured her. A cacophony of voices whispering of the end of House Targaryen. Female!OC x Otto Hightower ***Used to be Delicate***