Princess Mariela Targaryen - daughter of King Daeron the Good, Princess of Dragonstone, wife to both Prince Baelor Breakspear and Prince Maekar - stands at the heart of House Targaryen's fragile unity. In 209 AC, she arrives at Ashford Meadow with her husbands and sons for a tourney meant to celebrate chivalry. Instead, it reveals fractures.

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 - Gwayne Hightower "𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘈𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢." ©𝟑𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 Ai-assisted with Grammarly

Princess Maenora Targaryen grows to womanhood in a court of silks, whispers, and sharpened smiles, where love is a weapon and blood is never clean. Her bond with Prince Baelor Targaryen is as forbidden as it is consuming, yet duty drives him elsewhere, into marriage, heirs, and the service of the crown. Given in turn to Daemon Blackfyre, Maenora finds herself bound to a man as dangerous and wounded as she is. But love in the blood of the dragon is seldom a blessing. As old desires curdle into war, Maenora will learn that the heart may survive betrayal yet never unchanged.

'What about the shape of my body makes me incapable of rule? did you strike down King Jaehaerys the conciliator when his body grew frail from age? No. Did you strike down King Aenys in his illness? No. Did you strike down King Viserys when his arm was claimed? No. So why now do you deny me for the body I inhabit? Regardless, what you think of me. I am Visenya Of House Targaryen and Velaryon. I am the daughter of Ser Laenor Velaryon. The granddaughter and Heir of Lord Corlys Velaryon, the great Sea Snake and captain of the Velaryon fleet. Granddaughter of Princess Rhaeyns Targaryen. The Granddaughter of Queen Aemma Arynn and King Viserys Targaryen. I am the daughter of our rightful Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen. The blood that flows inside my body is that of the Conqueror Aegon Targaryen, and of his bride and my own namesake, Visenya the first. I am not by any means the heir any of you desired, but I am your heir regardless. And my body, as womanly as it is, is no sign of weakness, no sign of frailty, nor is it a right to deny me the birthright you would so happily hand my brother. I am Visenya Targaryen, Second of her name, Heir to the Iron Throne! Bow... or burn.'

"DISCONTINUED" In House Targaryen, blood is law - and silence is survival. Vaella Waters is born a bastard and raised in the cracks of the capital, where princes sin and never look back. She grows among lies whispered in the dark, learning early that dragons do not only breathe fire - they destroy quietly. As the realm inches toward war, Vaella's blood draws her closer to those who would ruin her or claim her. In a world ruled by ambition and cruelty, the most dangerous truths are never spoken aloud.

She was promised to a Stark... Just not this one. Rhaelys Targaryen, twin to Jacerys and daughter of Queen Rhaenyra, was meant to marry Cregan Stark...until war, fire, and fate tore her from her time. Now trapped two hundred years in the future, she finds herself in Winterfell... face to face with a different Stark. Robb Stark. With her family gone, her dragons lost, and her name written as dead, Rhaelys must decide who she is in a world that has no place for her. But the North remembers... Even when history does not.

IN FIRE AND SNOW ROBB STARK X OC COMPLETED GAME OF THRONES FANFICTION When the war for the Iron Throne begins, a forgotten Targaryen rises from the ashes. Princess Maerya Targaryen, the younger sister of Daenerys Stormborn, has lived her life in her sister's shadow, trained in diplomacy, forged in fire, and bound by blood to a destiny she never asked for. But when the King in the North, Robb Stark, sails to Dragonstone seeking alliance, duty collides with fate. What begins as strategy becomes something far more dangerous, a love born in the heart of war. Together they'll face dragons, betrayal, and the night itself. Yet for all their power, it is mercy, not fire, that might just save them, and reshape the Seven Kingdoms forever. In a world of ice and fire, two hearts learn that peace is the bravest kind of victory.

In the treacherous landscape of the War of the Five Kings, Rowena Blackwood defies convention as a fierce warrior and cunning strategist. When she captures the heart of King Robb Stark, their passionate romance blooms amid the chaos of battle. But dark forces conspire against them, and loyalty becomes a dangerous game. As whispers of betrayal swirl and the shadows of the Freys and Boltons close in, Rowena must navigate a world where trust is fleeting and love can lead to ruin. Will her bravery be enough to protect the future she desires, or will fate pull them apart in a devastating twist? In a realm where honor and desire collide, only a lady's valor can change the course of history.

This is the tale of Visenya Targaryen. No-not the Conqueror. Everyone knows the marriage between Daemon Targaryen and Rhea Royce was forged in resentment and sharpened by pride. But history forgets what followed a drunken night, a careless insult, and a child conceived in fury. A daughter. From the moment she drew breath, it was as if she had been chosen. Vhagar herself yields an egg for her cradle. Daemon understands the omen. His blood. His fire. Visenya Ingrid Targaryen-Lady of Runestone. Bride of Winterfell. Regent of the North. Rider of a sapphire dragon nearly the size of Vhagar herself. When the Dance of the Dragons begins, she is not a pawn in her father's war. She is the storm above it. Gods may flip coins for Targaryens. Visenya makes her own fate.