After Rhaenyra was sent back by the Fourteen Flames to prevent the Dance of the Dragons, she was unable to do so. The Dance commenced and the loss to the world was profound. The Gods declared one more attempt to shift the fabric of fate and called forth a Champion to do so. One they hoped would have the will to do what was necessary to rewrite the fate of Westeros. Brought to a new world, given a new fate, one woman must fight for not just the throne but her new family. She must shape the world anew, and prove she was worthy of the gods' faith. House of the Dragon fanfiction Daemon Targaryen x OC!Targaryen Warning - Death, war, violence, sex, incest, miscarriage, and likely many other things. As always I do not own anything related to Game of Thrones or House of the Dragon, the rights to this vast world are owned by GRRM. I am simply giving the world my own twist.

Rhaegar Royce-Targaryen was never supposed to exist. Born in secret at Runestone in the Vale, the only son of Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce, he was the product of a single drunken wedding night - a child his father never acknowledged, raised entirely by a mother who was too proud to ask for anything from the man who had abandoned her. Lady Rhea gave him her grey eyes, her bronze stubbornness, and her name before his father's. She gave him Runestone. She gave him everything. When she died, he inherited it all - the castle, the title, the Vale lordship - and ruled it capably at seventeen with her cousin Gerold Royce at his side. He did not think of King's Landing. He did not think of dragons or thrones or the silver-haired family that had never once thought of him. He was, in every way that mattered, a Royce. And then the King's invitation arrived. Highest Rankings: 1# - rhaenyratargaryen 1# - rhaenyra 1# - rhearoyce 1# - housetaragryen

Sent back to the years before the Dance of the Dragons, Rhaenyra carries memories of betrayal, dragonfire, and the slow extinction of her family's greatest power. She knows who will rise against her. She knows how the war ends. But fate is not so easily undone and the gods are expecting a lot. To save her claim and the last dragons of House Targaryen, Rhaenyra must decide. Will she outmanoeuvre destiny... or end up making things worse.

❝ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴇ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ʀɪsᴇs, ᴄʀᴏᴡɴs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴇʟᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴜʀɴ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ.❞ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰʳᵒⁿᵉˢ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ † ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵉⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ᵒᶜ ˣ ᵘⁿᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ

Cirilla was a girl bedevilled. All her life, she'd been plagued with terrible nightmares of fire and blood. But as she twisted and turned and burned, Daemon Targaryen smelt the smoke and smiled. daemon targaryen x fem!oc ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ HOUSE OF THE DRAGON. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀© 2022, riverofblues

Evangeine Miller was just eighteen when illness stole her life in modern-day Scotland. But her final wish - to live among the Targaryens she adored - was heard by the gods. She awakens not as herself, but as Serenya Targaryen, the Dragon's Jewel: the eldest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, beloved by the people, bound to a dragon born in her cradle. Armed with memories of the story to come, Serenya holds a secret gift: a book only she can read, The Jewel's Chronicle, its pages blank and waiting for her to change the fate of her new house. But Serenya is rewriting history. And the Dance of the Dragons may never be the same.

Can a common healer girl help a broken prince... Slowburn Enemies to friends to lovers Aemond Targaryen fanfiction with OC #1 in #Aemond #1 in #fireandblood #1 in #dragons #10 in #gameofthrones #3 in princess

"𝙈𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨..." 𝐎𝐱𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗. 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦... That's what she thought of him when she heard his name for the first time. She had already lost track of what was real, and when she finally saw him, he looked almost unreal, an angel, she believed, sent to save her from her miserable life with her parents. Oh... how wrong she was. Sickness gives wounds and it kills and manipulates... 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝘈𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭. That's what he thought of her the day he first met her. She was sweet, kind, and beautifully insane. He was doomed from the start, haunted by a family that mistreated him, and she was the witch who had ensnared him with her beauty. A teenage girl with a broken mind finds herself on the front lines, facing a spirit as twisted as her own. And her desire for escape has just found a new playmate. "I will give you up only when I am dead, 𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘪𝘢..." And now they are both trapped in a lab. She is their subject, their experiment, the fragile creature whose broken mind they want to dissect and understand, because she does not conform to society's expectations. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭. ────🕷🪽──── 𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝙰𝚁𝚈 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𖤐