408 Anos antes de Daenerys Targaryen nascer e Aerys II Targaryen, o rei louco, ser assassinado por um de seus mantos brancos. Estavam mais próximos dos deuses do que dos homens, então queimaram-se todos. Valíria foi o maior império já visto pelo homem. Dominado por senhores de dragões, nada poderia destruir o sangue valiriano, nada exceto ele mesmo. Bastardos nunca são um bom pressagio. Dragões não temem nada, ao menos não temiam até ela nascer.

The board was set when Viserys Targaryen was named King of the Seven Kingdoms over Rhaenys Targaryen, and Ser Otto Hightower his Hand. War was inevitable. What if House Targaryen was given a boon in the form of Diana Royce, wife of Daemon Targaryen? Which faction would win then? Cross posted on Fanfiction.net and Archive of Our Own

When Aegon hears of his fathers death, he makes the decision to fly to Dragonstone and inform his sister. Rhaenyra is utterly confused when her younger brother arrives and begs for mercy, for reasons she doesn't understand. The two learn that perhaps they didn't really know their own sibling as well as they thought they did. cross-posted on ao3

Rosalie Hightower is Lord Otto Hightower youngest daughter, his pride and joy, she was the only one who could understand him and his ambitions but lead him in the right direction she was also known for her undeniable beauty Rosalie grew up with her older sister Alicent and Princess Rhaenyra, but they did not get along, Rosalie always wanted to do her duties and focus on her studies, Rhaenyra was loud and disruptive and didn't care about her duties nor studies and was always disrespectful, Alicent and Rosalie always got along as she always protected her from Rhaenyra cruel actions neither Rosalie or King Viserys expected to fall for each other so quickly if not at all after the Queen Aemma passed. But they did. Female(OC) X Viserys Targaryen (and Viserys is not sick like he was in the show) this story will not follow all of the details in the show and many things will be changed, Their will be Rhaenyra bashing and added characters (Also this book is currently being edited) hope you enjoy PS I don't own the HOTD series

||Complete|| Vaelyra Velaryon was never meant to exist. The second daughter of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen, she was born with memories of another life - a life where she had seen on a TV Show some of the brutal war known as the Dance of the Dragons. Knowing the fate of Westeros, Vaelyra refuses to be a mere spectator in history. With her wit, ambition, and the advantage of foresight, she devises a daring plan: to claim the Iron Throne for herself. Her greatest ally? Aemond Targaryen, the second son of Viserys Targaryen and Alicent Hightower. A boy once mocked for not having a dragon, Aemond's destiny changed the night he claimed Vhagar, the mightiest living dragon in the realm. With Vaelyra whispering in his ear, shaping his ambitions, he becomes more than just the Greens' deadliest weapon-he becomes a king in the making. Together, they forge an alliance that will shake Westeros to its core. But as the Blacks and the Greens wage war, as betrayals and bloodshed mount, one question remains: can they outplay fate itself and seize the Iron Throne? Or will history find a way to right itself, no matter how much they fight against it? The game of dragons has begun. And this time, the board is changed.

A modern man finds himself in Westeros after his untimely death. More specifically, in the body of no one other than King Viserys I Targaryen, the man who set the path to one of the bloodiest conflicts in the Seven Kingdoms' history. Armed with knowledge of what is to come and with a strong will to not let it happen, he is going to stop at nothing to change the destiny of his new family and save the House of the Dragon, and the whole of Westeros, from destruction. (This is my first time writing a story and I'm not fluent in english, so please be patient with me 🙇‍♀️) 🐲🐲🐲 Or canon!Viserys gets replaced by someone with an actual spine and that puts his family first. This is a feel good story for everyone that felt personally victimized by how fucking tragic canon is. A lot of fluff and wholesomeness and little to no drama/angst because George already gave us enough of it to last for a lifetime. If you want to see the Targs being happy and cute, this is for you. (I post it on AO3 with the same title, I am the real author, LazyProcrastinatorr)

"The White Queen truly saved our dynasty, did she not? It just took us a while to realize it. But she did." - Queen Regnant Aelora I, the Architect. In 97 AC, Aemma Arryn delivers twins. Two daughters are born, the younger innocent and the elder with memories of a life long past. The elder would forever go down in history as the White Queen, with fire in her veins and magic burning in her eyes.

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. "Do you remember that story, hm? About Ser Symeon who lost his eyes on battle and he decided to replace it with sapphires instead" She said as she kissed his hair and started to get up from his bed. "Yes, he was a knight from the Age of Heroes." Aemond replied. "Good, now darling get some rest" She said. Trigger Warning Story contains: 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 language, 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, and mentions of

"Let us raise our cups to this Farce!" Spoke Princess Aemma loud, she had gotten to her feet, a false smile ejected onto her features, she raised her cup high and slammed the cup to the table before angrily sitting back down. She could atleast show the people in the hall that she would forevermore stand on her mothers side. Aemma would refuse to let the Hightowers sketch a different store and in that very moment, she swore revenge. Aemma Velaryon Targaryen, the secondborn child and firstborn daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, born with bright purple eyes and hair white as snow, is wilder than her own mother at her age. She seems a dragon hard to tame, trouble finds her easily, yet she holds the cunning mind of a Targaryen with an edge of self destruction. Aemma quickly strikes up a kinship with Aemond Targaryen, both of them feeling like they don't fit in, dragonless, though their ambitions and dreams seem to erupt into fire that may burn both their heads off. NOTE I AM Publishing the first few chapters without Grammar and spelling corrections /edits but these will be done soon! :)

"It had been a long time since Aemond had known real fear. So long that he couldn't even recognize the feeling when he came upon the man drowning his betrothed in the bath. That fear was replaced with anger. Rage. He had known rage. He knew it well enough to know what was to come next. Nothing could stop Aemond Targaryen as he tore the man from Aemma. Aemond did not spare the look of surprise on the man's face a second thought. His fist collided with the man's nose first. Then his cheekbone. Then his right eye. His nose. His left eye." ~ Aemma Velaryon is the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Black Queen. Aemond Targaryen is the youngest son of Alicent Hightower, the queen of the Greens. When they are arranged to be wed, a reluctant but reliant bond is forged. Can their love rise above the flames set alight by their parents? Or will the forces at work push them to opposite sides of an oncoming war? [fanfiction inspired by the House of the Dragon show]