To save a realm and the princes within it. Irina was never meant to live the story until Westeros took her. Reborn into a place she was never meant to exist and with a name that replaces another. Armed with her knowledge and a book that rewrites itself with every choice she makes, she realizes she has been given a purpose: to change the fate of a kingdom written in tragedy. To stop Baelor Breakspear's death. Prince Valarr, golden and composed, who looks at her as though she belongs beside him. And another, Prince Aerion, who remembers the moment she dared to touch him. Irina was brought to Westeros to fix a story. And the more events she changed, the less the world follows what she knows.

Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

What happens when the snake eats the dragon? 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 AERION TARGARYEN X FEM!OC X VALARR TARGARYEN. ©MONZIEE 2025.

"A rose in a world of thorns. Mirielle Tyrell steps into the Ashford Meadow, where ambition, secrets, and destiny collide. No one knew where this would lead her to." A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOM VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC (SLOW BURN)

In a dynasty forged in conquest, prophecy, and blood, Aelora and Valarr find something dangerously rare: tenderness. From Summerhall to King's Landing, their story unfolds through stolen glances, courtly splendor, political betrothals, and devastating grief. A tragic Targaryen romance about first love, fragile happiness, and the cruel cost of losing it. 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍

"you take such delight, in killing my light" - boys, bugs, and men - or - she's only ever been a toy for him to break, for he was a cruel child, and a monstrous man bathed in fire; that is, until soft hands finally cradle her. ever changing, but gentle, all the same. | crossposted on a03 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros, save for my OCs and the plot points I have created | - 2023, xxpeppermintxx109 Best rankings - #1 targcest - 02/25/26 (lmao) #2 ocfanfic - 02/25/26

© [INK AND ANARCHY] [2025]. All rights reserved. Do not repost, redistribute, or use without permission. proactive in defending against plagiarism In Charming, loyalty is everything-until it destroys the ones you love most. Hudson Teller has spent ten years standing by her husband, Jackson "Jax" Teller, through blood, brotherhood, and the unforgiving life of SAMCRO. She knows the rules of the reaper's world: keep your head high, your mouth shut, and your heart stronger than your fear. But even the strongest hearts can break. As Jax drifts further into darkness, consumed by secrets he refuses to share, Hudson finds herself caught between her loyalty to the man she married and the heartbreak of being left behind. Their once unshakable bond begins to fracture-until a devastating revelation shatters everything she thought she knew about her husband, their marriage, and the family they've built together.

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."

"𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓂𝓎 𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎, 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎."