🐉The Dragon's Jewel Book Two🐉 The vows have been spoken. The fire has chosen. Once, Serenya Targaryen remembered another life - one where her family fell to ruin, her mother died in pain, and the house of the dragon tore itself apart. She remembers the war, the ashes, the endless grief. But that was another lifetime. Now, reborn into the world she once only watched burn, Serenya has rewritten the story. Aemma still lives. Rhaenyra smiles again. And Daemon, the rogue prince destined for madness, has found peace in her. Their wedding bound them in gods and flame, their dragons roaring as witnesses to a love both ancient and new. Yet peace in the realm of fire is fragile. As King Viserys's health wanes and the court begins to whisper, alliances shift like molten steel. The Velaryons grow wary, the Hightowers sharpen their smiles, and old ghosts rise from the shadows of the past Serenya thought she had changed. With Daemon at her side and Emberion in the skies, Serenya must face the truth of what she's done - and what it means to challenge destiny itself. Because even a dragon cannot fly without wings made of both light and shadow. The world has been rewritten. But fate has not forgotten how the story was meant to end.

Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.

What if Rhaenyra had a daughter that changed how the Dance Of Dragons would end? "Do I truly mean nothing to you?" Visenya said tears streaming down her face. "That is the problem, you mean everything to me." Aemond grabs Visenya's chin tilting her head and forcing her to look at him. Visenya, born in 115 AC, is believed to be Laenors with silver hair and pale grey eyes. She is Daemon Targaryen and Rhaenyra Targaryen's love child and is named after a strong female warrior. Visenya is known for her piercing violet eyes and long silver locks. At ten and one, she is considered the jewel of the realm and the newest delight of the Realms. However, conflicts between the young princes over who to marry her have led to her being enticed by Aemond, the only one who seems to match her flame. But how will this decision in who she loves effect the outcome of the Dance Of The Dragons? Could their love survive the Dance Of The Dragons?

In a last, desperate attempt to unite his family and strengthen his bloodline, King Viserys decided that Visenya Targaryen, daughter of Rhaenyra and Daemon, would be betrothed to Aemond Targaryen. CREDITS BY EZRAN NOT MY FANFIC You can find it at AO3 Geros ilas !!! :)

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.

||Complete|| In the fire-wreathed exile of Essos, Daemon Targaryen finds more than whores and war. He finds her - Alliana Draconis, the last daughter of a forgotten line of Valyrian priestesses, marked by blood, prophecy, and unspoken power. She becomes his secret weapon, his confidante, and his forbidden obsession. She cannot be touched, for her power lies in her untouched flame - but through her, Daemon's path to the throne is carved in blood, sex, and fire. Follow Alliana as she works in the shadows to give Daemon what he was always destined to have. The Iron Throne. The world will never see her coming. But they will feel her magic burn.

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚: 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛, 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡. ---------------------------------------------------- ~ 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 ~ 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ~ 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐬 ***𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐁𝐎 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬***

Born in the heart of fire and blood, Saera Velaryon, the eldest daughter and heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, was a child beloved beyond measure-a princess draped in adoration, raised to believe the Iron Throne was her birthright. The realm called her *Saera the Spoiled*, for she had never known a world where she was not treasured. But war does not spare even the most cherished. When the Dance of the Dragons erupts, the realm fractures between Black and Green. Prince Aemond Targaryen, the one-eyed rider of Vhagar, stands at the forefront of the war, a blade in the name of his mother, Queen Alicent Hightower, and his brother, King Aegon II. A warrior forged in anger, ruthless and unyielding, but was his sword ever truly theirs to start? Aemond harbors a secret-a devotion that undermines the very cause he supposedly fights for. For all his wrath and violence, his heart has been lost to Saera since childhood, bound to her by longing, by fate, by a love neither of them dared to name. When duty and desperation forced them into an marriage before the war broke, their union was meant to be a bridge between Green and Black, a political bond to quell animosity and resentment. But beneath the weight of war and betrayal, behind closed doors and whispered confessions, *love*-unyielding, undeniable-has already taken root. Their love is a treasonous thing, a flame burning between two sides sworn to destroy each other. And in the end, when the blood of kin stains the realm and dragons fall from the sky, Aemond must make a choice-his family or his wife, his crown or his heart. For what is duty when weighed against devotion? And what is a throne when set against love? _ "And then the storm broke, and the dragons danced."

It wasn't only Jacaerys who was born on that bitterly cold dawn. Just minutes later, the little she-dragon let out a roar, and all of the Red Keep knew that Visenya Velaryon had come into the world. FemaleMC x Aemond Targaryen Hello everyone, how are you? I'd like to let you all know that, first, English is not my first language. I'm translating the chapters of my fanfic, which is originally written in Portuguese, so grammatical and agreement errors may occur. If that happens, please feel free to let me know in the comments.

A wild storm ingulf's the sea cause ship wreaks and the loss of many lives.A mysterious girl wash up on shore, with secrets that could change Westeros and effect house Targaryen. Mature themes (House of the dragon)