In the wake of the king's death, the realm turns inward on itself, clawing for power amid uncertainty. At the heart of the brewing storm stands Vaerena Targaryen, a princess long underestimated, bound by blood to the dying legacy of House Targaryen-but forged by fire into something far more dangerous. Raised in the shadow of men and dismissed as a political afterthought, Vaerena has learned to speak softly, to listen sharply, and to mask ambition behind duty. But with the throne vacant and factions tearing the realm apart, she emerges not as a pawn-but as a player. Torn between loyalty to her family and the truth of her own vision for the realm, Vaerena must navigate a world where honor is a currency, and betrayal is a language everyone speaks. Allies whisper in corridors, lords sharpen blades behind smiles, and dragons-both living and metaphorical-stir in the dark. As the realm tips toward war, Vaerena must decide what she's willing to burn to claim her birthright-and whether the realm is worth saving at all. [Aegon ii x Female!OC] [HOTD AU]

Visenya Targaryen was raised in a world where daughters are watched carefully, princes are forgiven easily, and weakness is punished without mercy. The Red Keep is filled with whispers sharp enough to kill, alliances that shift like wildfire, and dragons large enough to cast shadows over kingdoms. As tensions grow within the royal family and the threat of war looms closer over Westeros, Visenya finds herself caught between duty, grief, love, violence, and the parts of herself she no longer recognizes. And in a family built on fire and blood, even love can become a weapon.

A Tale of Blood, Betrayal, and the Rise of a Forgotten Heir The whispers of the past are not so easily silenced. Daenys Pyre was born in the shadows-a Targaryen bastard, raised in the back alleys of Pentos, unaware of the blood that burned in her veins. She lived as the daughter of a courtesan, far from the power and glory of the Seven Kingdoms, until a single truth shattered her world: she is the daughter of King Rhaegar Targaryen, the lost heir to a stolen birthright. Hunted by those who would see her erased, Daenys flees across the Narrow Sea, seeking refuge in the land her father once ruled. But Westeros is not the homecoming she imagined. The Iron Throne is not hers to claim. It belongs to her half-brother, Prince Daeron II, the firstborn son, the king who should have been her greatest ally-but now stands as her greatest rival. The court of King's Landing is a nest of vipers, ruled by the cunning and ruthless Queen Mother, Alicent Hightower. And in the shadows, her enemies plot her downfall-Prince Aerion Targaryen, her uncle, a man with a hunger for power, and the lords who would see her blood spilled before she could ever rise. But Daenys is not alone. The Velaryons, the Baratheons, the Tyrells, and the forgotten loyalists of her father's reign begin to whisper her name. And as she steps onto the path of war, a secret buried in her past threatens to reshape the very fate of the realm. A dragon does not beg. A dragon does not kneel. And when fire and blood call her name, Daenys will answer.

She was born in the year Westeros finally split between the Greens and the Blacks. Princess Daenys Targaryen - Queen Alicent's fourth child - came into the world with a dragon egg that turned to stone in her cradle and hair the color of autumn chestnuts instead of Valyrian silver. Sent away to Oldtown, Daenys grows up far from the poison of the Red Keep, surrounded instead by the libraries of the Citadel, the scent of parchment and sea salt, and the hum of yew bowstrings. There, she finds peace, freedom... and her first forbidden love in the form of Prince Qasim of Dorne. But daughters of kings are never allowed to belong to themselves. At sixteen, Daenys is dragged back to King's Landing to be married to her older brother - Prince Aemond One-Eye. Rider of Vhagar, the largest and most terrifying dragon in the world, Aemond is proud, violent, and consumed by the bitterness of old wounds. To him, marriage is not a union but another battlefield where power and fear decide the victor. Yet Daenys is nothing like the court ladies he expected. While Aemond brings the smell of sulfur, blood, and dragonfire into their chambers, she answers him with a cold, calculating mind and a dangerous talent for seeing the fractures inside other people. She studied poisons in the Citadel, read of fallen kingdoms and dead kings, and learned one truth above all else: Even monsters can be broken, if you discover where their souls first cracked. But when the Dance of the Dragons plunges Westeros into fire and blood, and the life of her child fades in its cradle, Daenys realizes survival will no longer be enough. To save herself, she will have to outwit the very monster she taught how to remove his armor. And perhaps become something even worse in the process. Can the red-haired rose of Oldtown survive the ashes of a dying dynasty, when love, jealousy, and betrayal twist together into one fatal knot?

"𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡." Joanna Baratheon was born to inherit a kingdom. Daenerys Targaryen was born to reclaim it. They should have been enemies. Instead, fate gives Daenerys dreams of green eyes she has never seen, and throws Joanna, masked and nameless, into the path of the last dragon. One is promised to another man. The other is hunted by half the realm. Around them, princes, kings, lions, wolves, and monsters fall obsessively in love. But only Daenerys recognizes Joanna's soul. And when fire finally reveals the truth, love may become war.

𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 She conquered one world. In the next, she only wanted to be lazy. Once, Ruhani was the Butcher: rebel, dictator, conqueror, Mother of the Nation. Then betrayal killed her. Now she is Lynara Hightower-Otto's foul-mouthed eldest daughter, Alicent's protector, and the Blade of Hightower. Her plan is simple: hunt, drink, avoid politics, marry rich. Instead, she defeats Daemon Targaryen, becomes the king's fascination, Rhaenyra's impossible obsession. She refuses to rule again. Unfortunately, power remembers her. And in Westeros, everyone wants a piece of the woman who wants nothing. °˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧°.💚⋆°˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧°.💚⋆°˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧°.💚⋆ ❝ dark comedy • reincarnation • court obsession • warrior woman ❞

Helaena Targaryen x Fem!OC Is it bad to love your brother's wife when she was first your lover, or is it salvation when the butterfly becomes the butcher? "Call me mad, then; I have seen every world without you, and I would sooner burn them all." Sweet Helaena was made for dreams, not conquest; for moth-wings, murmurs, and hands. Yet when love is caged beneath duty, shame, and marriage vows, even the meekest heart may learn wickedness. And queens may bloom from forbidden desire.

History remembers Daenerys Targaryen. It forgot her brother. Haunted by the memories of dragons long dead, Prince Daemon Targaryen wants nothing more than a quiet life with his wife, daughter, and little sister. But when fate demands fire and blood, the Rogue Dragon must choose between the peace he longs for... and the family he'd let the world burn to protect. ⚠️ Disclaimer * I do not own Game of Thrones or A Song of Ice and Fire. All rights belong to George R.R. Martin, HBO, and their respective owners. * I only own my original characters, including Prince Daemon Targaryen (OC), Nyra Sand, Princess Myriah Targaryen, Rhaelyx, and any other original characters or original storylines created for this fanfiction. * This story follows the events of the HBO series with an alternate timeline. Canon events may be changed, expanded upon, or completely rewritten to fit this story. * Dialogue and scenes from the show may occasionally appear, but they are adapted to include my original characters and storyline. * This story contains mature themes, including violence, war, death, grief, trauma, smut, political conflict, and romantic relationships. Reader discretion is advised. * Slow-burn character development is intentional. This story focuses heavily on family, loyalty, healing, and the emotional journey of its characters alongside the larger events of Game of Thrones. * Please do not copy, repost, or claim my original characters, writing, or story ideas as your own.

Visenya was born in silence, beneath shadows even dragonfire dared not reach. Her birth was a secret, kept by those who understood that some lives are not accidents - they are omens. Daughter of pure Valyrian blood, forged in a bond unspoken and unblessed, she came into the world with eyes like storms and fire beneath her skin. No one truly knew what she was. Not at first. But the flame knew. And when it stirred, it did not rise alone. With her came something older than crowns and thrones - a whisper of Old Valyria, reborn in flesh. She was never meant to rule but when her House stood on the edge of ruin, it was Visenya who burned brightest. She came to remind the realm that fire was never meant to kneel, and the blood of the dragon does not fade - It conquers. _______________________________________ ⚠️ Disclaimer Credits: This story is based on the world of A Song of Ice and Fire by George R. R. Martin and the HBO series House of the Dragon. I draw inspiration, characters, and scenes from both, with no profit intended. Thanks to ChatGPT / Gemini lol for helping with ideas and images, and to the artists whose visual creations I used as reference.

"What if love was stronger than destiny?" The Long Night is over. The Iron Throne awaits. But when the woman he loves asks him to break the wheel beside her, Jon Snow makes a different choice. No betrayal. No knife. Together, Aegon Targaryen and Daenerys Stormborn set out to rebuild the Seven Kingdoms-not through fear alone, but through justice, sacrifice, and impossible hope. Yet ruling a broken realm is far more dangerous than conquering one. Old houses refuse to bend, new enemies rise from the shadows, and every decision threatens to tear apart the peace they fought to win. In a world where loyalty is bought with blood and crowns are never worn lightly, two dragons must decide whether love can survive the weight of a kingdom.