Aemma 'Baratheon' the child born of a passionate night between Rhaegar and Cersei is beloved by all, she is called the golden doe by the realm, and is held in high regard. But when she loses her beloved father and discovers who she truly is, will she stay a Baratheon, or proclaim her true identity.

Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025

"I have a weakness, for the way your hand always lingers a moment longer than it should, and for how your sweet words sound like a gentle symphony to my ears, barely above a whisper and spoken with a softness I know is reserved only for me. I fear I will never have the willpower to refuse you anything you desire, and that is a dangerous feeling." [Bridgerton Season 1] ANTHONY x OC

Everything was seemingly perfect for the innocent and naïve Annalise, as she had the perfect life that any teen could ask for. With her mother, aunt and the almighty by her side, she didn't need anyone, for she trusted them with all her heart. And she was getting married soon with a guy who was four years older to her but she didn't mind it one bit as it was her mother who arranged it for her and had complete faith in her mother's decision for her. But one day out, caused hell to break loose as she was spotted by the devil himself. He who ruled the underworld like the king. When his eyes landed on the sweet little teenager, he wanted her and all for himself. And what he wants he gets either by hook or crook. For he had already written his name on the innocent Annalise with his lustful eyes. Falling in the depths of hate and lust, Annalise, has no way out but accept her fate and submit. But soon finds herself involved in something sinful and dangerous with the man that detests dearly. (Psycho-thriller)

"Absolutely fan-freaking-tastic" "Hey, that's my word." "Well, too bad."

Jolene Stark didn't know what she was getting into when she caught Rhaegars eye. 🐉 "Long live the walls we crash through all the kingdoms lights shined for me and you." ⚔️ Most characters belong to GRRM

『 : ̗̀➛Two parts of a whole, destined to find their second half, and when the sun finally sets on them, the last ember of hope glows in their eyes. ☄. *. ⋆ 』

Visenya Targaryen never had a say in her future but the god's certainty did maybe that's why her life was a tragic story.