"I shall carve a kingdom from these reefs, but I would forfeit it all for a single hour in the shadow of your wings." In the gilded cage of the Red Keep, you are the King's youngest daughter a Princess of House Targaryen, expected to be a silent jewel in your father's court. While your sister Rhaenyra is the Realm's Delight, you have always been the enigma, a girl of silver hair and quiet grace who hides a furnace of ambition behind a polite smile. But the "Quiet Princess" has a secret that would set the Seven Kingdoms ablaze. While your father, King Viserys, seeks to maintain a fragile peace, and your sister remains blind to the rising shadows in the palace, your heart has already crossed the Narrow Sea. Separated by war and the bitter schemes of the Hand, your only lifeline to the Rogue Prince is a trail of salt-stained parchment and secret ink. Through clandestine letters smuggled past Otto Hightower's spies, you and Daemon Targaryen weave a bond of fire and blood. To the world, he is the exiled prince carving a legacy out of the Stepstones. To you, he is the only soul who truly sees the dragon beneath your skin. As the Velaryon tide rises and the pressure for a new Queen mounts, the letters become more than just words they become a promise. Daemon is a man who would burn the world to watch it glow in your eyes, and you are the daughter who would betray a crown to stay by his side. The King wants peace. The Hand wants power. But the Rogue Prince only wants his anchor.

A young fan of Harry Potter dies and is reborn into her favorite universe, with a few twists. Our new heroine is going to change many things, as well as change the course of her life forever. She must learn to listen and wait. All while learning about magick and the new world she's thrust into.

"You lose everyone, that's just the way it is now. Get used to it." The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery, and death now come with the art of survival; everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is, until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy, and heartbreak were inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close in the face of death? #1 - zombie survival 11/18/2021 & 05/08/2022 #1 - reedus 11/18/2021 #1 - twdfanfic 12/04/2021 & 04/08/2022 #1 - Daryl 01/14/2022 #1 - Daryldixon 09/05/2022 © All Rights Reserved

Harielle Potter awoke not in Hogwarts, but in the land of dragons-Westeros. Born of Valyrian blood and magic, she carried a legacy both ancient and powerful. Here, where fire and prophecy shaped fate, her destiny would intertwine with the prince who bore the weight of a kingdom-and a love that could change everything. Main Themes: Rebirth, Destiny, Magic in Westeros, Political Intrigue, Love, Prophecy Pairing: Harielle Potter × Rhaegar Targaryen From the ashes of old worlds, new fires ignite."

" I was raised in snow, but I was born in fire. A bastard has no songs sung for them, but no matter, I am the Song of Ice and Fire." *** Full Warning in About chapter - certain chapters/themes/references in this story may be triggering or unsuitable for some readers. Copyright to O.T'Gan 2015. Cover by @stardust24601 Started: July 2015 Completed: September 2018

Like her mother, Princess Visenya Velaryon had grown closer with her uncle Aemond. The two children would often sneak away from their duties to play with the wooden swords Aemond had stolen for the Princess, or lay outside of the dragon pit watching as the creators of their house flew around, or sometimes they would sit in the gardens with the rest of the new generation of Velaryon and Targyern, sitting next to each other and often the of two children would lay their head on the others shoulder and drift to sleep grasping onto each other's hand. But as they grew up, the feelings they had for each other grew into something more, Aemond growing protective over Visenya and glaring at any lord or prince that would come her way at balls wanting a dance, wanting nothing more for his mother and father to agree to the Princess Rhaenyra proposal of marriage between the two. When the two were ripped apart from each other after a mishap about a claiming of a dragon and the loss of an eye, the two of them thought the other would forget about them. They would not be there to keep each other safe, and the fire they had burning within them would slowly be snuffed out. Spanish cover - Arriba_Pecadoras Aemond Targaryen x OC GenZ240 on A03 and Tumblr The characters from G.R.R Martins's Fire and Blood belong to him, and the characters from the tv show House of the dragons belong to HBO. Original characters and ideas belong to me and no one has the rights to use my characters, ideas, or dialogue.

{More Book accurate than Show accurate Cuz Fuck Ryan Condal & Sara Hess} 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."

Viserra Velaryon is the daughter of Daemon Targaryen and the late Lady Laena. When she turned 19 the fates played her a trick. She is sent to Kings Landing to be with her grandfather Corlys. She hates the entire city. The city contains Aemond. He stole the dragon that was meant to be hers. He bullies her and she snaps back. Yet, she can not shake the feeling he gives her. It refuses to go away. When the succession to Driftmark is put to question her fathers new allegiance pushes her straight into the arms of the waiting, hateful Prince, and he is ready to give her everything she wants, but is she ready to accept it?

Layra Velaryon is the only daughter of Laenor Velaryon and Rhaenyra Targaryen. When she was born everyone was in awe of her. As Layra grew older her mother had given birth to two boys who didn't share the same hair color as their sister. Layra was closer to her father and her father's parents than she was with her mother. Rhaenyra has tried to form a bond with her daughter but she pushes her away. But what happens when she finds out she's to be betrothed to someone? Will her father and grandparents find out who it is?

The first born daughter of Viserys I Targaryen The King and Queen Aemma, Is married to Leanor Velaryon, and They have a very happy suprise for the king and the realm.