"these crosses all over my body, remind me of who i used to be." OR in which one daughter of bloodmere loved the black queen. the other loved the green queen. and the gods, in their cruelty, made them sisters. hotd seasons 1-4. gwayne hightower x fem! oc. eventual ormund hightower x fem! oc. quinlans 2026.

Born from a queen's death and a king's cowardice, Princess Vaemma Targaryen grows beneath the red stones of the Keep like a pale and poisonous flower, all moonlit beauty, silver hair, and venom sharpened by years of consequence denied. She is not fragile, not petulant, not some trembling little princess breaking cups for sport; she is worse, a woman who has learned that rank can make cruelty charming, that beauty can turn malice into music, that no one dares strike the king's unwanted daughter no matter whose blood she draws. To Viserys, she is the living wound he cannot bear to look upon; to Rhaenyra, the sister born from their mother's butchered body; to Alicent, the first child who ever truly needed her, and therefore the one she loves, spoils, and finally sacrifices. When Vaemma is promised to Lord Ormund Hightower, proud lord of Oldtown and sworn enemy of dragon arrogance, she expects another man to bend beneath the weight of her name, her face, her dragon, her royal rot, but Ormund is no courtier trembling in perfume and candlelight. He is stone, steel, tower-shadow, and judgment. He looks upon the Pearl Dragon and sees not a goddess, but a beautiful, vicious thing that has never once been made to answer for itself. Their betrothal is no love song, but a knife drawn slowly across silk: Hightower piety against Targaryen excess, discipline against indulgence, consequence against a woman who has mistaken impunity for power. And as the realm blackens around them, Vaemma must learn the one lesson no one in her father's court ever dared teach her... dragons may burn men alive, but even dragons can be brought to heel.

𝄞⨾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. }