In which Aegon Targaryen's first daughter, from a drunken mistake with a serving woman, happens to be his favourite

A Tangled-esque retelling incorporating a female OC x Cregan Stark. Oc is NOT a self-insert. At 2 , Aelora Velaryon was beloved by all. Including those outside of her own family. The heir to be, a beautiful Velaryon with long, flowing golden hair, she was the light of the court, Rhaenyra's little flower. She had to be, given that Rhaenyra nearly died while pregnant. It was that which made her a prime target for the plot for a rise in rank. A rash, silly thing. A dare more than anything. And yet, Aelora Velaryon finds herself stolen from her cradle on horseback going North with no one but a strange man to provide comfort. Aelora knows nothing of the life she is supposed to have lived. She knows only of her father keeping her safe in her tower and those lights. The lights she has begged to see every nameday since she could remember. Yet her father has kept her in that tower through fear of the unknown, forcing Aelora to see them only from afar. Until one day, that changes. When a lordling from a Northern house is chased into her tower by a group of wildings. Suddenly, that dream doesn't seem so far away. Perhaps Aelora will get everything she ever wanted after all.

In 188 AC, Prince Baelor Targaryen is ordered to marry the wrong Dondarrion twin. Jeyne was never meant to be the bride, her sister was, and neither of them is willing to pretend otherwise. What begins as a political match quickly turns into a quiet war of cold courtesy, sharp words, and shared silences in a marriage neither of them wanted. In the Red Keep, under the eyes of the court and the weight of the crown, dislike hardens into something sharper, and both will learn that the hardest person to ignore is the one sleeping on the other side of the bed.

After the tragic death of Prince Baelor Breakspear, Prince Maekar Targaryen found his patience for his son exhausted. At the urging of the aging king, King Daeron II, Aerion Targaryen was wed to the daughter of Lord Leo Tyrell-a young woman renowned throughout the Reach for her kindness, grace, and generosity. She quickly earned the affection of her good-father and the respect of the court. Yet she could not win the heart of the man she married. For Prince Aerion's gaze had long since fallen elsewhere-upon a hedge knight whose honor shone brighter than any crown. And while duty bound Aerion to his Tyrell bride, his heart remained with Ser Duncan the Tall. Meanwhile his brides heart remained with his father.

In the shadow of dragons and beneath the endless snows of the North, a love story destined to change Westeros begins. Visenya Targaryen was raised among the grandeur and danger of the Red Keep-a dragon princess born of fire, court politics, and ancient blood. Fierce yet gentle, she never imagined her fate would become tied to the cold stone halls of Winterfell. Cregan Stark, heir to the North, is everything the South fears: sharp-eyed, battle-hardened, and loyal beyond reason. When duty binds the wolf and the dragon together, neither expects the quiet devotion that slowly blooms between them beneath the winter skies. But peace in Westeros never lasts. As tensions rise within House Targaryen and darkness gathers beyond the safety of castle walls, Visenya must leave behind the only home she has ever known and embrace a harsher world of wolves, godswoods, and northern traditions. In Winterfell she finds more than duty-she finds belonging. Yet danger follows them even into the frozen North. Haunted forests, prowling wolves, political betrayal, and the looming fracture of the realm threaten everything they have built together. And when Visenya's life hangs by a thread carrying the future heir of House Stark, Cregan discovers there is nothing he will not destroy to protect his family. Rich with romance, heartbreak, ancient magic, and the brutal beauty of the North, *Winter's Moon* is an epic fantasy tale of love forged between fire and ice-where dragons bow to no one, wolves guard what is theirs, and even in the coldest winter, love can become a flame that never dies.

Adelia Hightower was the perfect lady. Everyone thought so, expect her father, sister, and the Princess Rhaenyra. She was good and kind, a breath of fresh air in the dreary Red Keep. Her flaming hair and emerald dresses was a welcome sight amongst the court, especially Prince Aelyx Aelyx Targaryen was the perfect prince. He was his fathers desired heir and his mother's golden boy. He was dutiful and honorable, a figure of hope for the future to come. His kind nature and cunning mind pleased his father's council and the small folk. He constantly had to be perfect, but not around her. HOTD OCxOC I do not own any part of HOTD, only the stories of Adelia and Aelyx

|| A Miniseries || || Daemon Targaryen x OC || When Daemon returned from the Stepstones in 115 AC, he sought out Lady Jocelyn Baratheon, the twenty-year-old daughter of Queen Maegelle. Raised to be pious and gentle, Jocelyn secretly harbored a hidden Targaryen fire within her. Their marriage transformed her from a shy and contemplative maiden into a woman who embraced the dragon within. Their partnership blossomed into a union of fire and devotion, nurtured by Daemon's revelation of the dragon she had concealed and Jocelyn's courageous decision to unleash its power. Warning: This story contains excessive fluff, praise kinks, and daemon being daemon.

Aelora Targaryen is the youngest of Queen Alicent and King Viscerys' children. Born sickly and fragile, with an Angel's face, she lived a difficult life from her first breath.She couldn't ever be like a normal child because she was, "The Sickly Princess". Life becomes more difficult when her brothers start to feel drawn by her, the sweet affection of theirs, once innocent was now turning into something much darker. It was like the Gods had cursed her once again and this time the measters could not save her.

Visenya Targaryen, the eldest surviving child of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, was always expected to rule by everyone-until her father began calling her "his fiery curse." Born with a temperament more dragon than human, she's too fierce, too honest, and too ready for blood in the eyes of a king who prefers peace. When Aemma dies giving birth to Rhaenyra's stillborn brother, and the King names Rhaenyra his heir instead, the realm sees it for what it is: a deliberate rejection of the daughter most fit to rule. But Visenya does not kneel quietly. She turns and does things her way. And when Marriage is on the horizon she wants to marry a man who can match her and so they look North where men are warriors. It's as if it was written by the Gods, Visneya the Unchosen was the Chosen one all along.

edited: 11/27/25 - 11/30/25 heavy edit: 06/04/26 - 06/11/26 ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 Alicendria Targaryen, The 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯. The 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 is 𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 with her nephew, the 𝔬𝔫𝔢-𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢. How could someone so perfect be inlove with someone who is 𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖍𝖔𝖙-𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉, 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊? Growing up she did not care of falling inlove with someone and having children. Despite being the sister of the king, a princess, she was a free woman. She is love by many. She is the 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪'𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔧𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔩. She did not care about love, she was against of falling inlove with someone who she's related to or she was. ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· "Everything will be alright, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌." She said as she kissed his hands in comfort. "I lost an eye. Aegon will start laughing at me again. Not because I do not have a dragon, but because I lost an eye." Aemond said burying his head on his aunt's neck. "Oh my poor boy, I shall have Ser Farris find you the most beautiful sapphire and we shall place the sapphire on your right eye just like what Ser Symeon Star-Eyes did." Alicendria said as she caressed her nephew's hair. Trigger Warning Story contains: 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 language, 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, and mentions of 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍.