Far from the machinations of the capital and the burning core of Targaryen power, the fourth daughter of Viserys and Alicent grows up in the ancient city of Oldtown, shaped by the careful hands of her Hightower kin. While the press and PR teams of the realm's two most powerful families tear each other apart amid scandals fueled by her siblings, the young princess keeps herself as far from cameras and headlines as she possibly can. Discreet, soft-spoken, unassuming, Alyrie Targaryen is exactly the polished creation Oldtown meant her to be. Behind closed doors, the story is another creature entirely. Caught between Lord Hightower's ambition and the quiet temptation of her uncle Gwayne, Alyrie prepares to trade Oldtown for the capital-returning to a home poisoned by scandal, unrest, and the creeping shadow of a succession crisis ready to fracture the realm. An arranged marriage hangs over her and Prince Aemond. A web of secrets stretches from Oldtown to King's Landing. A dark, carefully buried childhood. The silent gaze of God fixed upon her every step. And the Capital Sins waiting to be unleashed.

After the Dance of the Dragons, the lords of Westeros bow before Aegon, but it is Daella who truly reigns. With their brothers and two sons dead, and no clear heir in sight, the marriage they were forced into as children has grown cold, distant, and strained. Aegon II is completely drowned in the vices that consume him, while Daella takes up the mantle of true ruler, acting as the regent of the Seven Kingdoms behind his figurehead. The Queen is a woman of iron. Dangerous, cunning, intelligent, manipulative, and irresistibly alluring. She has not allowed the misfortunes she has endured to drag her down; rather, she has learned to use her position to smooth her path, satisfy her desires, and feed her ego. Vain, breathtakingly beautiful, and deadly, the Queen toys with the court at her whim. Because Daella plays the game better than any man, and in a world made for kings, she bends the realm to her will. At least, until Aegons decides to intercede.

Beka Bolton didn't want to get in bad with the future queen by giving into temptation when daemon landed at dread fort. But the prince was too tempting. ⚔️ "Cant help the fact that I caught feelings." 🐉 Most characters belong to grrm Any mature content is between consenting adults

There was only one way to get what she wanted, that which was given so freely to those undeserving of glory and acknowledgement. Cobblestones stained with blood that dripped from her own mouth and fingers led down a winding path of darkness, one ending in an encounter with the Stranger. And she had a list of names ready to be delivered personally. . with Ida Marie Nielsen and Sara Gadon as Princess Daella Targaryen . HotD S1 - onward . All credit for original characters and original plot goes to George R.R. Martin for the A Song of Ice and Fire book series and the Game of Thrones television series. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the show. Thank you George, for creating the world of ASOIAF. Thank you all, for reading. . I do not at any point in time give permission for my fanfiction content or original characters to be used for any purposes outside of my writing. I own all original characters appearing in this fic and do not consent to the usage of my story by anyone other than myself. Readers are welcome, plagiarizers are not. Written from August 4, 2025 -

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON / 'cause you're just a man it's just what you do book 1/1 translated version on @samwincheester ©-aaronhtchnrs

He is fire; she fears the flames. Naerys Velaryon, firstborn of Rhaenyra Targaryen, bears the blood of the dragon yet carries a curse that sets her apart: a terror of fire. When her mother's claim hung by a thread, she was bound in childhood to her uncle, Aemond Targaryen - a union forged not of love, but as the price exacted for the loss of his eye. Ten years later, Naerys returns to King's Landing to fulfill her duty. Yet her betrothed is no longer the boy she once knew. Aemond is vengeance made flesh, as sharp and unforgiving as the blades he wields. In a court ruled by treachery, where oaths shatter as swiftly as they are sworn, they must set aside their grievances... if only to seize what they both covet: the Iron Throne. And in the game they are forced to play, hatred may prove the only thing more perilous than desire. All rights belong to George RR Martin and HBO House of The Dragon, except any original characters and canon divergence on this story.

Prince Aerion Targaryen and Princess Aelora Targaryen - cousins, rivals, reflections of each other's worst ambitions. From the first time they met as children, the air between them burned. He called her vain. She called him mad. They were both right.

After Prince Aemond's eye were blinded, King Viserys, in an effort to bring peace to the realm and the family, sent a letter to Dragonstone proposing that Rhaenyra, her only daughter, betroth Daenerys Velaryon to Aemond. However, the story is far from simple, and Aegon changes everything. (The story is complete and the parts are finished.)

The Masters of the Phoenix had never been dragonriders, not until one bitter night gave them the blood of those who had never rewarded their decades of sacrifice. Tired of games that kept them their throne of Agni, the formidable House Ignividus decided to aim higher... for a throne made not of fire but of iron. . with Ruby O'Leary and Ella Rattigan as Lady Rhysaenya Ignividus . HotD S1 - onward . All credit for original characters and original plot goes to George R.R. Martin for the A Song of Ice and Fire book series and the Game of Thrones television series. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the show. Thank you George, for creating the world of ASOIAF. Thank you all, for reading. . I do not at any point in time give permission for my fanfiction content or original characters to be used for any purposes outside of my writing. I own all original characters appearing in this fic and do not consent to the usage of my story by anyone other than myself. Readers are welcome, plagiarizers are not. Written from November 23, 2025-

ᴮᵒʳⁿ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵃʷᵃⁱᵗᵉᵈ ʰᵉⁱʳ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵇˡᵉˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿᶠᵃⁿᵗ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᶠᵃⁿᵗ ʰᵉⁱʳ ʷᵃˢ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ. ᴾʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ ᴴᵉˡᵃⁱᵃ ᵀᵃʳᵍᵃʳʸᵉⁿ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃᵇᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉᵈ, ʰᵉʳ ᵒᵐⁱⁿᵒᵘˢ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏⁱⁿᵍᵈᵒᵐ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᴼᵐᵉⁿ. ᴼⁿˡʸ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵈˢ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉ ⁱᶠ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵒʳ ᵇᵃᵈ. ᴺᵉᵍˡᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰ, ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘʳᵗ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ʰᵉʳ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵖʳᵒᶜˡᵃⁱᵐᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᴿᵉᵃˡᵐˢ ᴰᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ʰᵒʷ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶜᵃˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵃˢⁱᵈᵉ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ᴿʰᵃᵉⁿʸʳᵃ ᵀᵃʳᵍᵃʳʸᵉⁿ ʷʰᵒ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉⁱʳ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᴵʳᵒⁿ ᵀʰʳᵒⁿᵉ. ᴸⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ⁱᵍⁿᵒʳᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉᵈᵉˢᵗⁱⁿᵉᵈ ʳᵒˡᵉ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗᶠᵘˡ ʰᵉⁱʳ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʷⁱⁿ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ, ˢʰᵉ ⁱˢ ᵍᵘⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃⁿᶜʰᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰʸˢⁱᶜᵃˡ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ʷᵒᵐᵉⁿ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃˢ ᵗᵃᵏᵉⁿ ᶜᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ, ʰᵉʳ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ˡⁱᶠᵉ, ᵗᵒ qᵘᵉˢᵗⁱᵒⁿ ⁱᶠ ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵈᵉˢᵗⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿ?