Daenys Targaryen was sent to ward in Oldtown, before she could utter her mother's name, let alone know the cruel touch of love. Two years she spent alone, surrounded with nursemaids and septa's, until her brother-Daeron-followed. Those two were the soul light of the Hightower. Screaming and babbling to each other until they'd plopped against one another, tiresome. It seamed, the sun rose and fell in their favour, for the two royal babes woke just as the blazing sun cracked over the horizon, and fell asleep in the oddest of places. Daenys, two years her brothers senior, grew fond of chatting to the birds that settled on trees, more specifically the ones that came every morning to the sill of her window.

Dragons were meant to tear each other from the sky. The blood of Old Valyria was meant to drown itself in fire and grief. And the realm itself was meant to burn beneath their war. And yet... it never came to pass. On the night at Driftmark, Vaelira Targaryen-the twin sister of Lucerys Velaryon-changed the fate of House Targaryen forever when she took Prince Aemond Targaryen's eye defending her brothers. Unrepentant for what she had done and feared for the fire that burned within her, Vaelira was condemned to a fate crueler than death: torn away from her family, promised to the prince she had scarred, and exiled to the Vale of Arryn while the realm quietly waited for war. But far from Dragonstone, Vaelira begins to dream. Dreams of dragons falling from the sky. Dreams of her family drowning in blood and flame. Dreams of a war so devastating that even history would remember it as tragedy. The Dance of the Dragons. And when the gods of the Fourteen Flames offer her the chance to prevent that future, Vaelira makes a choice no child should ever have to make: she gives up her life for the people who once cast her aside. Her death shakes the realm. Her prophecies begin to come true. And slowly, impossibly, the future itself begins to change. The Dance never comes. The dragons survive. Only then is the truth finally revealed before both Blacks and Greens alike: Vaelira Targaryen did not die out of despair. She died as a sacrifice. But death was never the end of her story. For while Westeros mourned the daughter it had lost, another world welcomed a girl with emerald eyes and a lightning-shaped scar- a child whose fate would once again be touched by prophecy. Now, the family that once cast Vaelira aside must witness the life she lived after death-her joys, her grief, her battles, her sacrifices-and confront the terrible truth they realized far too late: that the girl they pushed away had loved them enough to save them all.

In the eyes of all of Westeros, Maerys Targaryen is the perfect heiress of House Velaryon, but beneath the golden mantle of this name flows a much darker blood. As the secret daughter of Daemon Targaryen, Maerys carries within her the fire of a father she must hide, and an unwavering loyalty to her brother, Jacaerys.The bond between Maerys and Jace is their only anchor in a kingdom torn apart by treachery. However, when war and death threaten to separate them forever, Maerys discovers she is willing to burn the entire world to save the only man who has ever truly seen her for who she is. In a world where dragons are weapons, Maerys must learn that the most dangerous secret is not her origin, but what she is willing to sacrifice for those she loves. A shadow on Dragonmont. A flame in the night. Who is Maerys Targaryen, truly?

Elaine Targaryen, the youngest daughter of Alicent and Viseris, is one of the most innocent women. What could possibly happen if Alicent orders her brother ser Gwayne Hightower to guard her?

This is inspired by @vermaxfire on Tiktok! Story idea is credited to her! One prince died. One queen defied death. One spell refused to let go. The Dance of the Dragons ended in fire and blood, but Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen refuses to surrender her firstborn son. When Prince Jacaerys Velaryon is returned to Dragonstone after his death at sea, grief drives her to a desperate act forbidden even by Valyrian sorcerers. Through ancient blood magic, she attempts to pull him back from the realm of the dead. The ritual fails. Or so everyone believes. Instead of resurrection, Jacaerys is trapped in an enchanted sleep beneath Dragonstone-a prince suspended between life and death, untouched by time as kingdoms rise, dynasties fall, and the world forgets his name. One hundred and seventy years later, the last Targaryen crosses the Narrow Sea. Drawn to Dragonstone by dreams she cannot explain, Daenerys Stormborn awakens the ancient magic buried within the island... and with it, the sleeping prince from a forgotten age. Jacaerys opens his eyes expecting to find his mother, his family, and a kingdom at war. Instead, he awakens to a broken dynasty, a house reduced to legend, and a young queen who carries the blood of the dragon-and the burden of restoring it. As past and present collide, secrets buried for nearly two centuries emerge from Dragonstone's depths. The magic that preserved Jacaerys was never truly finished, and the force that answered Rhaenyra's desperate plea has been waiting all this time to collect its price. To save the future, they must first confront the ghosts of the past. Because some dragons never truly die-they only wait to awaken.

Waking up as a child after being run over by a truck was already a wild experience but waking up again as a princess of the Targaryen dynasty, right in the peak of its power? All I can really say is: what the hell. I expected to reunite with my mother in heaven, not open my eyes in a royal cradle. And yet... here I am, reborn as Helaena Targaryen.

They call him the 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻'𝘀 𝗗𝗼𝗴. A Stark who serves as Helaena Targaryen's sworn shield. The realm calls him a traitor, the Greens distrust him, the Blacks despise him, and yet he refuses to leave her side. Through the Dance of the Dragons, Connan Stark learns that protecting Helaena's life may be easier than protecting his own heart. Connan has spent his life serving no cause but his own. Charming when it suits him, insufferably arrogant when it doesn't, he has never believed in destiny, duty, or love. He finds himself caught between rival queens and a princess who haunts his every thought. The realm calls him traitor. Both sides question his loyalties. Yet through every tragedy, he remains where he has always sworn to be, at Helaena's side. And when the gods finally come to collect their debts, Connan discovers that saving Helaena may cost him everything.

- Hi, My name is Himari Hyuga, younger sister of Hinata and Hanabi obviously loves Hinata more ever since Hanabi turned into an iceberg. Hinata is always treated unfairly by all the Hyugas even Hanabi,who was raised by Hinata, so it's my job to protect her. But since Kaguya entered my body and sealed herself in there til she can get revived, I do not get hated since no one else knows about it, Hanabi will be a brat and I/we will be super op lol.

This is the story about Willow who happens to be Jackie Howards half sister. She used to love Ballet and Ice skating back in New York. But their life has been changed dramatically over the span of a week. Now the two girls have to go live with the Walters. Will Willow fall in love and will she and Jackie finally work out their sister rivalry? All credits for My life with the Walter boys go to Melanie Hallsal. However some thing that happen and some characters are mine :) I hope you like it!

𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐮 | ❝ Dragons were no strangers to heat, but when it came to the sun they were all but foreigners. ❞ Cover made by @WORKOFGOD In which Adasanya Targaryen ~ Sunborn the surviving child of Rhaegar Targaryen and Elle Martell born during a Yin Yang eclipse. Saved by Gerold Hightower, and taken in by the Hightower's and raised among the faith of the seven. Growing up, she developed unique abilities in relation to the Sun making her a weapon for everyone's interests, and schemes to lure her into their side.Little did she know her powers were much more than that..... Game Of Thrones S1-8AU