Lord Ormund Hightower takes Lady Samantha Tarly as his bride. But what was meant to be a simple political union quickly turns volatile as duty gives way to consuming lust, dark obsession, and a love that neither of them saw coming. Warnings & Content Notes: Canon-typical violence, arranged marriage, dynamic of power imbalance, jealousy, obsession, explicit sexual content, emotional angst, dark romance elements

''A dragon is neither male nor female'' Rhaenyra Targaryen died in the jaws of a dragon, watching her legacy turn to ash while the realm she bled for crumbled. But the gods-or the fire-are not finished with her. Waking in the body of her six-year-old self, Rhaenyra is a ghost in a child's skin, possessed of a lifetime of grief and the cold wisdom of a fallen Queen. Armed with the secrets of a future that hasn't happened yet, Rhaenyra sets out to purge the vipers from her court and reclaim the throne before the first drop of blood is ever spilled.

After Jacaerys learned of his brothers demise, Sofia Baratheon was the only one that helped him stay in control. 🐉 The devil's knocking at my door...." " 🦌 Most characters belong to grrm Any mature content is between consenting fictional characters

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ╰┈➤ IN WHICH ormund hightower gets delivered a gift by the gods - a woman, sent from the future, with knowledge of everything that is to come in this war. he would be a fool not to use her for all she is worth... {ORMUND HIGHTOWER X FEM!OC} {ASOIAF / HOTD}

When Rhaenys was younger, she would have laughed at the words of good Queen Alyssane when she said, "Daemon may be wild and unpredictable in many ways, but he has an incredible soft spot for little Rhaella." when Rhaenys looked back at it, she cursed herself where she was so blind that she didn't see it either, he would have done anything for her. Whether that meant sneaking into town or the Dragon Pit, or flying to Driftmark every month just to see her for a few hours. She knew he would destroy people and burn cities for her. That was exactly the type of connection the two had. He was the wild force and she was the calm rock that kept him from losing his humanity. Yet Rhaella also acquired a certain malevolent nature from Daemon that only became apparent in later years. Rhaenys could tell it was weak to expect Rhaella and Daemon to be stopped only by some marriage contract with Rhea Royce. ... I announce in advance that not everything is according to the truth. There are several characters in the story that I made up and I claim the rights to them. NOTICE - vulgarisms - violence - also death I am sorry, English is not my first language, so expect some mistakes, maybe typos. ... 1# Rhaenys Targaryen 1# Harwin Strong 15# Dance of dragons 19# House of the dragon 2# Daemon Targaryen

Dameon who has always hated Alicent and her children by association gets a bit of a shock when he meets Alicent and Viserys's youngest daughter and develops feelings for her. Rhaelle grew up hearing stories about how horrible Daemon was, but there is something about him that catches her attention. Their feelings for each other create a problem and she knows no one in her family will be happy about it. In this story Daemon is only 10 years older than Rhaenyra. Viserys and Alicent married when Rhaenyra was 8 years old. Rhaenyra married Laenor when she was 15. Harwin Strong is alive and still with Rhaenyra. Laena dies while giving birth to the twins and none of them survived. Daemon and Rhaenyra don't marry. This story will not follow the TV show or the book timeline, at least not all of it. I have no idea where this story is going. Please be aware that this is just fan fiction and not an actual book. so even if you don't like it, do not leave mean comments. There is no need for that.

From the moment she first saw the Prince of Dragonstone, Jocelyn Dondarrion had loved him with the certainty of lightning striking stone. In the aftermath of the Blackfyre Rebellion, she begged her father for the match-and he granted it. So when word came that Baelor Targaryen was to wed a Dondarrion, Jocelyn believed the Seven had answered her prayers. But Baelor, upon hearing the betrothal, imagined it was Jena he would be bound to-only to learn that he had been promised not to the sister he loved, but the one who loved him instead.

"Is this some kind of joke?" I whispered in shock, my voice trembling as I stared at the reflection in the ornate mirror before me. Well, her mirror. The polished silver showed a face I knew all too well-just not my own. Pale skin, a cascade of silver-gold hair, and violet eyes that could only belong to one person. "Who the hell did I piss off to become her? The Black Queen?" My words were almost a growl as I gripped the edges of the vanity, the cold metal biting into my fingers. That's right. One moment, I was just me, heading home after another long day, and the next... a car came out of nowhere. I don't even remember the impact, not really. It was too fast. No flashes of light, no angelic choirs-just darkness. And then I was here. The next thing I knew, a maid was shaking me awake, her voice trembling with reverence as she called me Princess Rhaenyra. Yeah. That Rhaenyra. The Black Queen herself. The one and only Maegor with tits.

Arya Hightower never expected her heart to belong to a Targaryen. Raised under the watchful eyes of Otto and Alicent, her future was sealed the quiet, possessive Aemond Targaryen was her destined match. But when Otto surprises everyone by betrothing her to Aegon Targaryen, Rhaenyra's son, the Targaryen rivalry ignites in ways no one saw coming. Aemond's cold restraint masks his fury, but it's clear: he's not one to let go so easily. With the realm on the brink of war, betrayal and bloodshed follow. As tragedy strikes, Aemond's wrath becomes unstoppable. Forced into a choice that will change everything, Arya finds herself at the mercy of a king she never wanted Aemond, now the ruler of a burning world. But Arya is no longer the girl who once dreamed of peace. As she faces Aemond's obsession and cruelty, a darker, sharper version of herself begins to rise. The lines between love and hatred blur, and the power struggles unfold in a way neither of them ever expected. In a world of fire, blood, and ambition, will Arya become the pawn or the queen?

edited: 11/27/25 - 11/30/25 heavy edit: 06/04/26 - 06/11/26 ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 Alicendria Targaryen, The 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯. The 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 is 𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 with her nephew, the 𝔬𝔫𝔢-𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢. How could someone so perfect be inlove with someone who is 𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖍𝖔𝖙-𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉, 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊? Growing up she did not care of falling inlove with someone and having children. Despite being the sister of the king, a princess, she was a free woman. She is love by many. She is the 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪'𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔧𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔩. She did not care about love, she was against of falling inlove with someone who she's related to or she was. ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· "Everything will be alright, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌." She said as she kissed his hands in comfort. "I lost an eye. Aegon will start laughing at me again. Not because I do not have a dragon, but because I lost an eye." Aemond said burying his head on his aunt's neck. "Oh my poor boy, I shall have Ser Farris find you the most beautiful sapphire and we shall place the sapphire on your right eye just like what Ser Symeon Star-Eyes did." Alicendria said as she caressed her nephew's hair. Trigger Warning Story contains: 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 language, 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, and mentions of 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍.