Tras la muerte de Baelon, el rey Viserys culpa cruelmente a Aemma Arryn y, manipulado por Otto Hightower, anula su matrimonio para casarse con la embarazada Alicent, expulsada de la corte junto a su hija Rhaenyra, Aemma parte rota y humillada pero en el camino directo al valle, madre e hija son atacadas... y rescatadas por Rhyos Martell, un príncipe de Dorne. En Lanza del Sol, Aemma descubre un lugar donde su dolor no es vergüenza y donde, por primera vez, alguien la ve como una mujer y no como un deber, mientras Dorne la protege y Daemon desafía a Viserys desde la distancia, Aemma deberá elegir entre volver al reino que la destruyó... o renacer bajo el sol del Dorne.

Un año antes de su matrimonio, la princesa Daella Targaryen sufre un terrible accidente provocado indirectamente por una de las crueles bromas de su hermana Saera. La caída por las escaleras le provoca una grave lesión en la cabeza y la deja inconsciente durante dos lunas. Mientras los maestres pierden la esperanza y sus padres, el rey Jaehaerys y la reina Alysanne, temen perder otra hija, la ira de la reina contra Saera alcanza niveles jamás vistos en la corte. Cuando Daella finalmente despierta, descubre que algo ha cambiado para siempre. Voces que nadie más puede escuchar resuenan en su mente. Los maestres aseguran que son secuelas del golpe, pero las voces son demasiado reales. Una pertenece a Rhaenyra Targaryen, una reina que aún no ha nacido y que asegura ser su futura nieta. La otra pertenece a Maegor el Cruel, uno de los reyes más temidos de la historia de Poniente. Atrapada entre dos espíritus de épocas diferentes, Daella contempla visiones del futuro: la Danza de los Dragones, la caída del poder Targaryen, guerras, traiciones y fuego. Mientras Rhaenyra le enseña el valor de las alianzas y la compasión, Maegor insiste en que solo la fuerza y el miedo pueden preservar una dinastía. Con el conocimiento de acontecimientos que aún no han sucedido, Daella comienza a comprender que su accidente no fue una simple tragedia. Las voces han llegado por una razón. El destino de la Casa Targaryen está a punto de cambiar, y tanto Rhaenyra como Maegor están decididos a convertir a la tímida princesa en el arma que moldeará el futuro de los dragones. Los personajes principales, lugares y elementos del universo de Canción de Hielo y Fuego, Fuego y Sangre y House of the Dragon pertenecen a y a sus respectivos propietarios. Todos los derechos sobre los personajes y el mundo original pertenecen a sus creadores. La historia y las modificaciones realizadas sobre los acontecimientos canónicos son de mi autoría.

Rhaenyra Targaryen morreu em fogo. Traída por aqueles que juraram protegê-la, forçada a assistir o próprio filho chorar enquanto era consumida pelas chamas de Sunfyre, a Rainha Negra encontrou um fim cruel - amaldiçoando o meio-irmão que lhe roubou o trono e o mundo que preferiu sangrar a aceitar uma mulher sentada no Trono de Ferro. Mas a morte não foi o fim.

​Doomed to be a casualty in the quest for a male heir, Queen Aemma is instead given a terrifying second chance. A prophetic dream shows her not only her own brutal death but the devastating future it will cause: the betrayal of her daughter Rhaenyra, a bloody civil war that will tear the realm apart, and the eventual ruin of their house. ​Awakened and refusing to be a sacrificial pawn, Aemma embraces the Targaryen fire she had long suppressed. She forges a secret alliance with the one man she can trust to be her shield, Prince Daemon, and begins to mentor Rhaenyra, not as a princess, but as a future queen. No longer a gentle Arryn, Aemma enters the game of thrones, ready to burn all her enemies to the ground to protect her daughter and break the cycle of destruction she was warned against. ​"I am not the villain in your story. I am the mother in mine." . . . . . ​"What you see as my descent into darkness is simply a mother learning to walk through fire." This is an AU of house of the dragons, with the fourteen flames, angry that the last existing family of dragons had fallen into nothing, especially with the murder of their chosen queen. So to correct the mistake, they return time, to make sure a dragon queen sat the throne, for their chosen one to be saved. They send a warning for the one who can make a difference. And who will be better than a mother...

''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.

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Tras morir humillado en el juicio de los siete, Aerion Targaryen despierta en un nuevo cuerpo. Conserva sus recuerdos. Conserva su fuego. No quiere volver a ser el hombre consumido por el orgullo. No quiere repetir el barro, la humillación, la pérdida. Un dragón que murió por orgullo decidir si su fuego servirá para destruir o proteger.

After many years, Sasuke has finally returned to Konoha. Who knew Hinata would form an unlikely friendship with him - a friendship that quietly blossoms into something deeper than either imagined.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I caressed my belly tenderly as the screams of my stepmother echoed through the halls of the Red Keep. My mother's ladies fluttered around me in concern. They worried for me. Why would they not? After all, my muña had suffered greatly under the weight of pregnancy and had died in childbirth. No. Not died. Murdered. My father had allowed those grey rats to cut her open for a boy who died overnight. Rage fills me every time I remember that my muña died butchered like an animal. I will never forgive him. Nor will I ever forgive Alicent. That whore slipped under my father's sheets while my muña's ashes were still warm. She goes around acting all pious and haughty, even going as far as to scold me for my unladylike behavior. But whoring herself to the King is acceptable? Alicent is but the daughter of a second son, from a minor house at that. She was my maid, the one who dressed me and cleaned my privy. There is no way in the Fourteen Hells that I will bow to her. Much less call her queen.

What if Rhaenyra Targaryen dreamed of a future that had yet to happen? She does not see everything, only enough to know that betrayal waits within the Red Keep, that her isolation is no accident, and that fire awaits her blood if she remains still. Armed with fractured visions and hard-earned clarity, Rhaenyra begins to move quietly. This is not the story of a war. It is the story of how one is prevented or born early in blood.