Vaella Targaryen knew her fate. She was to be betrothed to her cousin, Valarr Targaryen. King Daeron II's reign was one of peace and prosperity. The Targaryens had defeated Blackfyres in the Battle of Redgrass Field. Her twin siblings, Aelor and Aelora, had married. Now it was Vaella's turn to be married. Vaella was strong-willed and stubborn. Valarr was every girl's dream: gentle, kind, and wise. Valarr was trapped in a life of expectations. He wasn't keen on marrying Vaella. He and Vaella had to put their differences aside and make their marriage work for themselves and the realm. Until Valarr made an a decision. He needed an heir from Vaella. The realm are looking for weakness. He asked Shiera Seaster for a love potion. Valarr used it on Vaella. Their feelings has changed for better or for worse. (COMING SOON)

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ " my moon, my man " Princess Gevinessa Targaryen, once known for her wild spirit and sharp tongue, has spent her life despising Prince Valarr Targaryen, the solemn, insufferable heir she could never outwit as a child. When an arranged betrothal binds them together, she is forced to confront not only her resentment, but the unsettling realization that the line between love and hate is far thinner than she ever imagined. As ancient Valyrian rites, family expectations, and her own stubborn pride collide, Nessa must decide whether the boy she once tormented is truly her cage... or something far more dangerous to her heart.

•*⁀➷ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 🪷💫🦋🌼☀️ -', ༄ ❪ 𝚅𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙰𝚁𝚈𝙴𝙽 ❫ 𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀 '𝙊𝘼𝙏𝙃𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍𝙎' 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎 ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ❝𝗞𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿.❞ ❝𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂.❞ i𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 - she wins every argument by sheer audacity, and he loses every one by caring too much. 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 - she is sunlight slipping through castle stones, and he is learning that crowns are heavier than they look. ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ ❪𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙸𝙰𝙵/𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚂𝙺 ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

"𝐀 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞" 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 Princess Vaenya Targaryen is sent north for duty, learns to survive where she is not wanted, and returns to King's Landing only to find that power, grief, and dangerous alliances await her and that some fires burn far more quietly than dragons. ☟︎ VALARRTARGARYEN x FEM!OC Fiction. All rights belong to Grrm.

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 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 Rhaella Targaryen, delight of the House Targaryen, eldest granddaughter to a King. Moved with grace, spoke with confidence, yet most admired her for her beauty. One look at her silver locks, one quick glance into her violet eyes, and no lord of Westeros was safe. But she had eyes focused only on one man. And even if she wished one pair of eyes look at her in return, she found herself being watched by two. And one of them was intense, with no peace, no fear. That frighted her the most. ✧OC x Valarr Targaryen Written by xaellve, 2026

❝ all the fear and the fire of the end of the world ❞ ( multiple x fem!oc) (mature themes!) (doesn't really follow the HBO show or the books, but has elements) ☢︎ kaynothanks, 2024 I do not own anything regarding Game of Thrones. If it be characters, plot, or even some of the dialogue, and so on-it's all owned by HBO and George R.R. Martin. The only thing I own is my character and the storylines I'll add, which is quite a lot actually. (uploaded january 2024)

{ "I'm not afraid." She declared, and she wasn't. She was angry, which is the more productive cousin of fear. }

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. Deianira Targaryen has lived her whole life as a shadow, a ghost hidden from the world that burned her house to ash. Torn from her refuge across the Narrow Sea, she is forced into the heart of the Red Keep - disguised, nameless, surrounded by her family's enemies. But ghosts cannot hide forever. Whispers of a silver-haired girl spread through the city. Jaime Lannister hunts her, Cersei plots, and even the brother she came to save may not be the ally she hoped for. To survive, Aelira must decide whether to keep running... or claim the fire and face the lions in their den. - Ser Jaime Lannister X Fem OC - Started: 11/06/25 Finished: Yet to be confirmed -

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