**Gods to Men** They say that when a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin. Rhaella Targaryen caught it. Born as the first child of Princess Rhaenyra and Laenor Velaryon, Rhaella grows up believing one truth above all others: dragonlords were never meant to live like ordinary men. While her family tears itself apart over crowns, succession, and pride, she studies the histories of Old Valyria, sits in the Small Council before she is old enough to wear a sword, and bonds with Vhalaris the Quiet-an ancient dragon forgotten by history itself. As the Dance of the Dragons begins, every loss reshapes her. A father. Brothers. Grandparents. Dragons. Kingdoms. Piece by piece, the realm convinces Rhaella that the greatest weakness of House Targaryen was never its enemies-it was that its own blood forgot what it was. The Greens call Rhaenyra a pretender. The Blacks call her their queen. Rhaella calls them all fools. For while kings and queens wage war over a throne forged from swords, she sees something far more precious dying: the last legacy of Old Valyria. This is not the story of a heroine. It is the story of a princess who watches gods become men-and decides she never will.

Visenya Velaryon is the only daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and the future queen's heir. Whispers of her and her brother's bastardy have plagued her all her life, but when she catches the eye of Aemond Targaryen, she sees a chance to end the seemingly inexorable war for the throne before it begins. Two lovers are torn by their duties to their families and their loyalty to each other. ~ Aemond Targaryen x OC ~ Content Warnings: violence, blood/gore, death, implied sexual content, incest, language

"I will take a crowbar and pry out the broken pieces of god in me." HOTD Aemond Targaryen x OC 18+

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

In the shadow of a kingdom on the brink of civil war, a forgotten secret returns to Westeros. Princess Vaelora Targaryen-Varyndar, the hidden daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen and the heir to the ancient and powerful House Varyndar, arrives from the volcanic islands of the Narrow Sea. Raised as a warrior, dragonrider, and future ruler, she commands three dragons and carries the legacy of two legendary Valyrian bloodlines. Her arrival shakes the foundations of the realm. The Blacks see a powerful ally, the Greens see a dangerous threat, and Daemon must face the daughter he never knew existed. As Vaelora's path repeatedly crosses with the cold and formidable Prince Aemond Targaryen, fierce rivalry slowly gives way to respect, and respect begins to grow into something neither of them expected. But with the Dance of the Dragons drawing ever closer, every choice comes at a terrible cost. In a world where loyalty is tested, dragons rule the skies, and blood decides destiny, one hidden princess may change the fate of the Seven Kingdoms forever. Aemond Targaryen x Oc

Aemond Targaryen fanfic

𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢. 𝔒𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔡. "I do not begrudge you, your transgressions...I only wish you could have seen me as I am, before you welcomed my brother into your bed." Aemond Targaryen x Fem!OC (x Aegon Targaryen) This story was written prior to Season Three of House of the Dragon airing, and therefore many events do not match those which occur on screen. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚁.𝚁. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 HBO, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

Left to die out in the cold forest of King's Landing, a baby girl only a few days old, was rescued and taken in by Criston Cole, a knight of Queen Alicent. Her name was now Vera Cole. She was now Criston's daughter. Growing up, she was raised along side the Targaryen princes.

One lie. One child. One kingdom forever changed. On the night Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen swore before gods and men that nothing had happened between her and Prince Daemon, she carried a secret no one-not even she-knew existed. Born into whispers and raised as the daughter of Laenor Velaryon, the firstborn princess grows to become the heart of House Targaryen. As old rivalries threaten to divide the realm, she refuses to let ambition destroy the family she loves. In a world where history expected fire and blood, perhaps all it ever needed was one dragon willing to choose peace. An alternate universe where the Dance of the Dragons never comes to pass, old Valyria's traditions endure, and House Targaryen remains united.

Caera Velaryon is the only child of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon - a true-born Targaryen and Velaryon by blood and name. Beloved across the realm, she shares a deep and unshakable bond with her uncle, Prince Aemond Targaryen. Raised in the Red Keep during her early years, Caera's world shifts when Queen Alicent Hightower orders her and her family to relocate to Dragonstone, tearing her away from the young prince she holds closest to her heart. Years later, their paths cross once more on Driftmark - but what should have been a joyful reunion ends in heartbreak and bitterness. After the infamous fight between Lucerys and Aemond, the Greens return to King's Landing. Caera continues writing to Aemond, but when her letters go unanswered, she eventually stops trying. Nine years pass. Now grown and hardened by time and distance, Caera and Aemond are brought together again - not by fate, but by an unexpected political proposal. Only now, the love they once shared has withered into something far more dangerous: hatred.