Saera was her mother's favorite daughter, known for being demure and obedient, the smallfolk adored her. She obeyed everything that her king commanded of her, but she protested against her marriage to Ser Harwin Strong. She catches him in an affair with Rhaenyra. Her resolve breaks and she returns to the arms of Daemon Targaryen. A man that she's loved all her life. Watch as they navigate life in Dragonstone and Harrenhal, all the while a war ensues between the Blacks and the Greens. daemon targaryen x saera targaryen x ser harwin strong

Aerea Velaryon, eldest child of Rhaenyra Targaryen, was raised to be a dutiful princess, groomed to one day marry her uncle, Prince Aegon, but when her other uncle takes an interest in the princess, her life forever changes its path. But will the claws of his power hungry mother and grandfather keep Prince Aemond from her heart? Warning: this story contains some implied sexual assault, murder, and Otto Hightower. Also, if it's italicized, 9/10 the characters are speaking in High Valyrian. Annnnnnnnnnnd once the story is finished I'm going to add songs that fit the scenes I wrote. Each chapter has a different one!

Viserra Targaryen always knew she didn't belong. Didn't belong among her siblings, among her family, in the world in which she lived. She knew that her name would not be written in the history books. After all, even with the name Targaryen she was no one. Rumour and whisper rendering her insignificant and truth burried. So she accustomed to a life in the shadows, hidden away and always silent. Doing her best to keep attention, and with it the questions, away from herself and her family. But while one plans, the gods look from up above and they laugh... For in truth, fate has bigger plans for the forgotten princess. Ones which would make her step out of the shadows as her world is thrown into chaos. Ones which would make her choose between blood and family. Ones that may cost her everything...

~I think of how the mystics read by the light of their own bodies. What a world of darkness that must have been to read by the flaming hearts that turn into heaps of ash on the altar, how everything, in the end, is made equal by the wind.~ Daenys Velaryon lives only for others, yet within her heart, she harbours a whisper of selfish desire. She has dedicated her life to her brothers, becoming their staunch advocate, their steadfast defender, their eldest sister, entwined with their destinies. What purpose, she wonders, could she have if not in their service? Yet, in the quiet moments, when shadows soften the world, she dreams of a life unfettered, free from the heavy chains of duty and sacrifice. She does not covet the Iron Throne, nor does she wish to spill her blood for its cold, unyielding promise. However, to forsake her responsibilities and thrust them upon her brothers would make them a target of the realm's violence, defying the very essence of her being. For Daenys is nothing if not their protector, the guardian of their fate, even as she longs for a destiny of her own. **Prequel to An Eye for an Eye **Book 1/2 Rankings - #1 in houseofthedragon (2/7/2024) - #1 in aemondtargaryen (19/6/2024) - #1 in aemond (29/6/2024)

Enemies to Lovers. 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ...and she wondered, did they go from lovers to enemies or from enemies to lovers? "𝗜𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹." Queen Alicent had spoken the truth when these words had left her mouth, the moment the King decided not to punish Princess Rhaenyra's son for taking the eye of her child. In the night, in the safe place of her chambers, she gave the order to have Lucerys Velaryon taken and sold into slavery. But a regrettable misunderstanding causes Larys Strong's men to take, not the culprit, but Aemma Velaryon, Rhaenyra's youngest child, and banish her to a life of suffering and loneliness. Aemma Velaryon had not been seen since then but the gods do not forget and sometimes fate strikes back harder than you would have expected. 𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗜 𝟭𝟴+ 𝗜 21+ 𝗔𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗲𝗻 𝘅 𝗢𝗖 Cover made by me.

"I bend the knee to you sister... I swear fealty to you; before your family, before your people, before the seven kingdoms." "Why?" Rhaenyra dreaded his words, dreaded the sight of him. Baptised in the red of her guard's blood. "Give her to me." Aemond breathed. "I want Laenora." In which Laenora Velaryon finds herself betrothed to her Uncle Aemond by a dead king's word, all the while Prince Aegon chases her tail. *** Aemond Targaryen x Fem OC (with hints of Aegon Targaryen) All rights reserved 2023-2024. I do not own any characters in this story with the exception of Laenora Velaryon. I do not own any storylines except for those of which revolving around Laenora. Permission needed for translations.

Naerys did not have the fairytale life, nor did she want it. As the youngest child of King Baelon she would be expected to marry and be the dutiful wife. That was not who she was. Naerys had a dark secret that she would never whisper to anyone. That dark secret was named Dallon, first-born son of her brother Daemon, and her son. Fire, fighting and blood are all she has known and her skin was hard as scales. Sometimes secrets are meant to be hidden.