Baelor Targaryen x oc fanfiction In the shadow of duty, Maria Tyrell and Prince Baelor Targaryen find in one another the one thing neither was meant to have: freedom. Between courtly duty, family expectation, and the aching need to be truly seen, their bond becomes both their greatest comfort and their deepest wound. *The story is loosly based on G.R.R Martin's characters and world as well as AKOTSK series. If you're looking for accuracy with the source material etc. I'm afraid you won't find it unfortunatelly. Still, I hope you enjoy xo

The future of the Seven Kingdom's change when Prince Baelor decides to marry again. This time, his choice is made out of love, not an arranged match. Princess Viserra Targaryen is the eldest daughter of Maekar Targaryen, and her father would soon see her married, to her brother Aerion. She decides that the only one who could stop Aerion is the heir of the Iron Throne. When chase turns into love, no one can stop them. Potential matches are ruined, scandal rises at court, and fate changes. Baelor does not perish at Ashford. A greater king than Jaeharys the Conciliator awaits the Seven Kingdoms, and he is madly in love with his niece. All credit goes to George R.R. Martin. This story is different from the original, although most characters are the ones from canon.

In King's Landing, duty is louder than desire and pride is sharper than steel. But some things refuse to be forgotten. {Maekar Targaryen x fem!OC} Pride built their kingdoms. Pride shaped their names. And pride will decide whether Princess Valaria and Prince Maekar destroy each other... or fall in love.

A Targaryen Fanfic Romance | Daemon Targaryen × Witch!OC Dark Fantasy • Slow-Burn • Forbidden Love • Magical Intrigue ⸻ She is caged in stone and silk. But her dragon still flies. Behind the red walls of the Keep, Lady Serenya Vaelthar waits - heir to a bloodline whispered of in fear, a legacy of fire and shadow. She is the only soul alive to have tamed the Cannibal, the great black dragon that bows to no rider. A creature as wild and untouchable as the woman who calls him hers. The court calls her dangerous. The King calls her prisoner. The Faith calls her curse. But to Prince Daemon Targaryen, she is something else entirely- A reflection of his own hunger. A spark that flares where his fire has always burned alone. A secret meant only for him. Drawn to her by the ancient pulse of Valyrian blood and the allure of magic long thought lost, Daemon finds not an enemy but a companion: one who sees him, tempers him, ignites him. Their bond is forbidden, their love whispered only in shadows and stolen glances. Yet with every heartbeat, every brush of fingers, every lingering gaze across the quiet halls of the Keep, something inexorable weaves them closer together. Together, they are not ruin, but resurrection. Not chains, but wings. Not destruction, but desire given form. And in a world that watches with suspicion and envy, their greatest rebellion may not be war at all- but love. "I am not your prisoner, prince. I am yours."

They were born as twins of ruin beneath a blood-red sky, two cries echoing across the same storm. Aerion and Vaeyra Targaryen. Aerion was known for being cruel, arrogant and sadistic his sister Vaeyra was known for being more curious, sarcastic and delightfully unhinged but not in the way Aerion was. Where her brother was more sadistic and controlled with the madness Vaeyra was known for her mischievous nature and her bemused, apathetic and unpredictable behaviour. !18+! Toxic, violence, dark romance and sadistic behaviour.

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙔𝘼𝙒𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙑𝙀 ! ━━━━━━ ↳ status ━ ongoing [ AKOTSK 𝗫 Baelor Targaryen X oc ] ━ [ CHOICE IS THE SEAT OF THE SOUL; THE ONE GIFT GRANTED TO US "] ✦˚₊ ‧ ----- AERANYS TARGARYEN, gentle and wordless maid of royal blood, was fair as a dream remembered in fragments from the ancient lays of Valyria-beauty as brittle as rime upon the morning bough, and as swift to vanish beneath the sun. Her hair, a flowing river of soft brown, fell in tender waves to her slender hips, and oft was it adorned with the snowy down of the falcons she cherished.

She was not the sort of Targaryen songs were written about. Born into a house of men and raised in the long shadow of fire, she learns early that her future is not hers to choose. When the path before her narrows, she makes her decision. She trades her name, her face, and her place to escape a fate she cannot endure.

𝙄 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝘿𝙄𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙐𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙀𝙍 ! ━━━━━━ ↳ status ━ ongoing [ AKOTSK 𝗫 Aerion Targaryen X oc ] ━ [ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞... 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞r"] ✦˚₊ ‧ ━━━━━━ IN WHICH A YOUNG MARTELL OF TARGARYEN BLOOD, Naerys, finds herself ensnared in ancestral guilt. Raised under the shadow of her family's turbulent legacy, she believes her life's purpose is to save her mother, a living penance for the sins etched into her bloodline. As she navigates treacherous court intrigues, a tempest of inner conflict, forbidden bonds, and a desperate fight to reclaim her own narrative amidst the roaring storm of her lineage.. FULL SUMMARY INSIDE ] - If you think this has a happy ending, you clearly haven't been paying attention

Lanna arrives at the Red Keep not as a chosen girl, but as a selected object, praised for her skill only to be quietly valued for how well she will look beside princes who never have to ask permission to take. Under the strict rule of Mistress Myranda Pyne, she learns the household's invisible laws and the faces that enforce them: Merynna's jealousy sharpened into sabotage, Ellyn's warnings spoken like prayers, Maekar's indifference cold as iron. At court, she is noticed in two very different ways, Aerion's gaze lingering like a promise of cruelty, and Baelor's attention settling on her with unsettling clarity, as if her humanity is the one thing this castle cannot afford to acknowledge. As Lanna is drawn into the small violences of daily life, a darker threat begins to coil around her name. Aerion's interest grows, and the danger becomes inevitable. Yet in the brief moments where Baelor speaks to her, he offers something rarer than protection: recognition, restraint, a quiet refusal to treat her like a thing. That restraint becomes its own kind of tension, because it suggests a line that should never be crossed. And still, in a house built on power, the most forbidden thing is not desire, but a prince who looks at a servant girl and sees a person, then fights himself for it. ASOIAF / AKOTSK FANFICTION BAELOR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC

"The realm remembers many things: names, heroes,....tales of love as well." Every little girl at night was told about the love between the two dragons and the golden rose. It had a rocky start but blossomed into the love that every little girl today in Westeros knows about. This tale ,however, dives deeper into the love shared by the dragons and golden rose during the Ashford Tournament when things started to change forever. Set during AKOTSK Baelor Targaryen x Alena Tyrell (OC) Maekar Targaryen x Alena Tyrell (OC) All rights and ownership of characters and plot belong to George RR Martin!