A army mission to eliminate illegal experiment conducted on space and time goes wrong as lands Lieutenant Ella Jones in an unknown time and dimension. Where the last blood line member of targaryn dynasty Deanerys Targaryen struggles to recapture what right fully belongs to her. Between the search to return home and survive the unknown, things become complicated when feelings get involved. this story is also released in form of reel :https://www.instagram.com/reel/DMGJLSuvgVT/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MWcxMHJoczF4YXBjNg== This story in uploaded on Royal Road by writer Siya_winters

121 years after the reign of Daenerys Targaryen. Maddox Knight is a knight and the heir for House Knight. Marisia Targaryen is a princess and the heir to be Queen under House Targaryen. Growing up together, their bond was undeniable. What will happen when duty and order gets in the way of their forbidden love. I do not own any characters besides Maddox Knight.

When the king's health begins to fail, the realm does not yet know it stands at the edge of change. Visenya Targaryen was never raised for silks or smiles. Daughter of Baelon the Brave, rider of Vhagar, bearer of Dark Sister, she has lived her life in armor and shadow. When her brother places the fate of his wife and child in her hands, she does not refuse - and she does not reach for the crown. She rules so another may one day reign. At court, oaths are sworn and watched closely. Old houses remember old slights. A young princess listens more than she speaks, learning what it costs to rule long before she is asked to wear a crown. And beside the Iron Throne, a queen stands protected, not possessed. Power gathers quietly in this telling - not through conquest, but restraint. And dragons, as ever, remember.

In a world were one has to fight till the very end for the ones you love. For it is the only thing that aids your survival. The journey of Princess Rhaenyra and her cousin. The daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen. Princess Baelys and heir to Runstone after her mother Lady Rhae Royce I don't own the characters or plot but my own character.

"I am Daenarys Stormborn of House Targaryen. Rightful heir to the Iron Throne, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. The Rhoynar, and the First Men. I am the Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, and Breaker of Chains. I swear whoever even attempts to harm you will die by fire!" She yelled while glaring into my eyes with her dangerously tempting violet ones.

Freya Targaryen is the daughter of Daemon Targaryen born before his marriage to Rhea Royce and she will not let the dragons die out because of fulish men and their ambition

Kamryn Storm is the bastard daughter of King Robert Baratheon. She grew up at the Red Keep in Kings Landing with her half-siblings. Kamryn was called many things, "The Royal Bastard", "The Wild Princess", even "The Young Stag". When her father dies, Kamryn flees to Essos in search of her mentor, Ser Barristan The Bold. What Happens when The Stag meets The Dragon? Will History repeat or will a new generation rise up? ~DaenerysxFemOc~ *I do not own any characters besides my own. All others belong to the great mind of GRRM*

Visenya Targaryen, bastard daughter of Daemon Targaryen. Cousin of Rhaenyra Targaryen and beloved niece of King Viserys Targaryen and Queen Aemma Targaryen. <><><><><> Rhaenyra had been through enough. I just wanted to make a happy ending for her. pls my baby can't take more of this. whatever she does next- justified.

Adria Stark was always an anomaly. The eldest daughter of Eddard Stark and Catelyn Stark was the only one of her kind in many ways and that made her the only female heir to Winterfell. - - - - - - - - Female OC x Intersex Female OC Intersex Female OC x Daenerys Targaryen - - - - - - - All rights are reserved to Game Of Thrones and HBO other than my own characters.

Love. Love was a lot like going to war. One never returns the same. She had to resist the urge to give a bitter laugh. A more poetic woman could have made that sounded far better than it was. But could she have understood it to the degree Einar Atal herself did? No, the Warrior doubted that. She could still remember it. The love. The way it had inspired her to feats that made her now groan with a certain shame. It had driven her mad. The insatiable desire - the need for another person, something Einar fancied herself having forgot years and years ago. Oh, but her love had been beautiful. Not a soul alive could have argued against that fact, nor would one have survived even the insinuation. The voice, she could hear it like the faintest echo- if she tried...Only if she just... Tried.