Born from a queen's death and a king's cowardice, Princess Vaemma Targaryen grows beneath the red stones of the Keep like a pale and poisonous flower, all moonlit beauty, silver hair, and venom sharpened by years of consequence denied. She is not fragile, not petulant, not some trembling little princess breaking cups for sport; she is worse, a woman who has learned that rank can make cruelty charming, that beauty can turn malice into music, that no one dares strike the king's unwanted daughter no matter whose blood she draws. To Viserys, she is the living wound he cannot bear to look upon; to Rhaenyra, the sister born from their mother's butchered body; to Alicent, the first child who ever truly needed her, and therefore the one she loves, spoils, and finally sacrifices. When Vaemma is promised to Lord Ormund Hightower, proud lord of Oldtown and sworn enemy of dragon arrogance, she expects another man to bend beneath the weight of her name, her face, her dragon, her royal rot, but Ormund is no courtier trembling in perfume and candlelight. He is stone, steel, tower-shadow, and judgment. He looks upon the Pearl Dragon and sees not a goddess, but a beautiful, vicious thing that has never once been made to answer for itself. Their betrothal is no love song, but a knife drawn slowly across silk: Hightower piety against Targaryen excess, discipline against indulgence, consequence against a woman who has mistaken impunity for power. And as the realm blackens around them, Vaemma must learn the one lesson no one in her father's court ever dared teach her... dragons may burn men alive, but even dragons can be brought to heel.

History remembered its villains more faithfully than its victims, and Rhaenyra Targaryen became both. She was meant to die in dragonfire and her name was reduced to ash and warning. Instead, she awakened in a future that called her nothing more than the Pretender. At the Ashford Tourney, she moved unseen among the descendants of her house and watched the lives built upon the ruins she left behind. There, she met Baelor Breakspear, a prince shaped by duty and bound to the history that destroyed her. He knew the stories written about her but not the truth of the woman before him. Least of all when she struck his nephew and almost fractured his father's fragile peace. When violence shattered the fragile peace, their paths intertwined and neither could step away. How could a prince rule a peaceful realm while being haunted by a queen he could not claim to know? And when duty demanded distance, why did he hesitate?

Jacaerys Velaryon murió en el mar. Eso es lo que dicen las crónicas de Poniente tras la caída de Vermax en el Gaznate. Pero las crónicas no conocen las profundidades ni las criaturas que habitan en ellas. Los hijos del mar viven en el silencio del abismo, lejos del fuego de los hombres y de la ambición de los tronos. Pero aquel día, algo en la sangre valyria del príncipe atrajo a una criatura del abismo hacia la superficie, la cual no conocía la piedad, solo una obsesión nacida de la necesidad de salvar lo que el mundo dejó morir. Nota: Esta historia es una obra de ficción basada en el universo de House of the Dragon. El arte de la portada no me corresponde, créditos a su autor.

𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐈 & 𝐌𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 "𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫" 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧. 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 (𝐎𝐂)

𝘓𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘰́ 𝘢 𝘙𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘴 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰́ 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰: 𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘰́ 𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘢 𝘺 𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘰. 𝘈𝘭𝘭𝜄́ 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰́ 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘻 𝘧𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯, 𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘰𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝜄́𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘰. 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘰́ 𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘰 𝘺 𝘴𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘢. 𝘈𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢́ 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘳: 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘢... 𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘢. Oc Fem x Valarr Targaryen

"I should've gone to school today" "Yeah, you should've " "I wish we just stayed home today" "Me too Hol's" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In which Holly Robinavitch should've just trusted that her dad could handle himself but she's glad she didn't.

Desde niños, todos en la corte sabían que Lyselle y el príncipe Valarr estaban destinados el uno al otro. Crecieron entre risas, jardines y promesas silenciosas. Y con el tiempo, el cariño se convirtió en algo más. Pero el destino de una noble nunca le pertenece del todo. Cuando su padre decide prometerla al heredero del reino, Baelor Targaryen, Lyselle deberá aceptar un matrimonio que jamás imaginó. Una corona que no desea. Y un amor que nunca podrá olvidar.

Tyler no esperaba nada de la visita de Merlina... hasta que entró su hermano mayor. Alto, serio, con una mirada que quemaba. En ese instante, Tyler solo pudo pensar: maldita sea, es jodidamente sexy. TikTok:@lagzerox92_

𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒━━━❛ under a silver moon i want your energy i want your aura you are my destiny my mantra ❜ Dos herederos destinados a cambiar la historia nacen la misma noche que el reino comienza a resquebrajarse. Mientras la guerra, los dragones y las traiciones amenazan con consumir a los Targaryen, Laenarys deberá decidir si su legado será salvar a su familia... o verla arder. • HOUSE OF THE DRAGON FANFICTION • hotd serie fanfiction • hotd x fem! oc prohíbo la copia, adaptación o traducción del libro !!

Es la época dorada de los Supers. Una nueva heroína llega para proteger Metroville. Spectra es conocida por su precisión, sus increíbles poderes y lo famosa que se ha vuelto en tan poco tiempo. Peleando contra un villano conoce a Gamma Jack, el super más "tractivo" de la ciudad, o "el guapo Jack" según sus admiradoras. Ambos chocan estrepitosamente, personalidades totalmente diferentes, pensamientos y valores distintos. Spectra piensa que Jack es un estúpido, y que su egocentrismo y narcisismo lo llevarán a la ruina. A Jack le atrae e Spectra, es totalmente perfecta a sus ideales de cómo debe ser la mujer perfecta para estar con él, poco a poco su obsesión por Spectra empieza a escalar a niveles peligrosos. Lamentablemente para Spectra, tendrá que convivir con super durante mucho tiempo.