"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚁𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚛𝚊'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜-𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙸𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎? _____ Princess Rheanyra Targaryen is gentle, soft-spoken, and beloved by her father, Maekar, and her uncle Bealor, who have long dreamed of a future where she is safely wed and cherished. Yet her older brother, Prince Areion Targaryen, watches her with a fierce, unyielding devotion-proud, dangerous, and unashamedly in love with his sister in ways few dare understand. At the Ashford tourney, the world will see the Targaryens in full flame-and secrets, desires, and claims will ignite in ways no one expects. ---- I only claim the OC nyra everything else is OWNED by GRRM.

𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 (𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗) 𝘿𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚; 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩. 2025 Aerion Targaryen x female oc Does not follow storyline of Akotsk ! #1 in House of the Dragon 🏆

Baelora Targaryen was the only female of the Targaryen siblings. Holding the known status of beauty and purity amongst her brothers who were either known as- reckless, careless, or just plain cruel. But purity was a fragile thing in a family built on tradition and reproduction. As the much younger sister of Prince Aerion- the Bright Flame- Baelora had grown up watching his cruel victories and mistakes, where whispers followed his name. Most of the time Baelora simple thought of him as her older brother- her guardian- her protector. Yet as the great tourney at Ashford Meadow draws near, she begins to see the truth behind the stories of him. And in a world where 'dragons' are the royalty, Baelora must learn that even the brightest flames can burn.

In the frozen North, Juelle Frostmere has always found solace in the freedom her noble birth allows her - hunting, sparring, and the quiet companionship of Cregan, her father's only bastard son and lifelong friend. But when Aerion Targaryen, heir to the dragon blood, arrives at her name day, everything she knows about loyalty, love, and power is challenged. In a world where fire meets ice, can hearts endure the flames? This is a fanfiction set in the world of Westeros, featuring completely fictional houses and characters created for this story. Any resemblance to established lore is coincidental.

"But there is one thing we desire more than each other," she whispered. Her lips brushed his, barely a touch, light as breath. A provocation. "Power." Eleanor Tyrell was not kind. No one ever dared to question that and one had to be a fool to see gentleness where there was none at all. She did not conceal her cruelty, nor her pride. In fact, she thought it suited her. When Prince Maekar tried to wed his son Aerion in a desperate attempt to tame him, Lord Leo Tyrell didn't hesitate to secure that match for his own daughter, hoping it would tame her just the same. It didn't. Aerion and Eleanor were like flame to flame, igniting a wildfire, leaving nothing but destruction in their way. A match made in hell. The hunger for power ignited something inside of them, consuming both until there was nothing left of them anymore. Just death. || Aerion Targaryen X OC (A little Daeron) ||

Aerion Targaryen x OC Female Baelor's daughter. Aerion's plaything. Elyra Targaryen wasn't born for a throne; she was born for a leash. While the realm sees a princess, her cousin sees a pet. It's a brutal, physical addiction to the weight of his hand and the snap of his voice. She should fight him. Instead, she's learning to crave the crawl. Same blood. Darker burn. Forced submission... until she snaps. This story leans heavily into tragedy and angst - if that's not your thing, it might not be the right read for you.

Aera has spent her life trapped between two forces destined to clash, her twin brother Aerion, fierce and possessive, and their cousin Valarr, the calm but ambitious heir whose quiet strength challenges everything Aerion represents. Their rivalry, born from years of tension and sharpened by the expectations of blood and power, follows them through every hall of the Red Keep, turning Aera into the center of a conflict she never asked for. Torn between loyalty and growing affection, she walks a dangerous line where every glance feels like a choice and every choice like a betrayal, knowing that in a family where love and ambition are inseparable, she may be the one thing neither man is willing to surrender.

[PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS‼️] IN WHICH, a young woman who grew up in a brothel in the slums of Flea Bottom leaves King's Landing on a turnip cart, in hopes to make more coin at Ashford Meadow. She crosses paths with a hedge knight whose never experienced the touch of a woman. Not only was he the tallest man she's ever seen-but the first to ever show her what love truly is. She also catches the attention of a Targaryen prince, becoming his object of desire-and subject to his cruel ways of pleasure. ( A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms Fanfiction ) ( Ser Duncan the Tall x Fem!Commoner OC x Aerion Targaryen )

Daena Targayren, King Viserys I first daughter. He made her his heir after Aemma and his son Baelon died, Aemma died from complications in birth, baelon died one day after. You and your sister Rhaenyra were devastated. After your father named you heir. He married Alicent Hightower, you felt betrayed since Alicent was your best friend, was indeed. Soon after they married Alicent birthed a son. When you found out you surely thought Viserys would name him heir, he didn't tho or so you thought?...