Maybe the gods were not finished with House Targaryen. Or perhaps they simply wished for a louder scream when the song began anew. Viserys and Daenys Targaryen entered the world sharing one heartbeat-two halves of the same Valyrian coin. Years later came Daenerys, small enough to rest within their joined palms, and from the moment they held her, the twins swore no exile, no king, and no merchant prince would ever break them again. But dragons remember debts that blood alone cannot pay. When the first egg cracks beneath a bleeding star, it is Daenerys who hears the future, Viserys who commands the fire, and Daenys who must decide which sibling's dream will survive. One throne. Three heads of a single, fractured destiny. And an oath forged in childhood: We burn together, or not at all. Long after the fall of dragons, Westeros forgot how to fear the Targaryens. It is about to learn again-at the hands of three heirs raised in exile, armed with prophecy, and incapable of mercy.

Cregan Stark's wife died while giving birth to his son, who did not survive. His lords keep pushing him to get married to his cousin so Cregan decides to travel to Kings Landing to celebrate King Baelon's twenty-eight years in the throne. While trying to come up with a way to reject his lords' ideas, he meets Princess Saerys Targaryen. Cregan might not know as much as the rest of his lords, but he knows that he won't be leaving Kings Landing without her. Princess Saerys grew up knowing she was important and people wanted her attention for all the wrong reasons. Saerys prefers her dragon and books to people, especially men, but Cregan Stark manages to catch her attention. There is something wild about the Northern lord, something that calls to her. This story is part of the Silver Pearl universe. For those who haven't read that story, the first chapter will be Silver Pearl's last chapter. Please be aware that this is just fan fiction and not an actual book, so even if you don't like it, do not leave mean comments. There is no need for that.

~Judas did this for him, but his soul still howls / his mouth still aches~ Daenys Velaryon no longer knew the difference between sacrifice and self-slaughter, nor where the violence against oneself ended. A Kinslayer, a rabid dog; such creatures had no use in a world of peace. Such creatures did not deserve peace. She was a tall child with no lap to crawl into, for who would wish to hold a thing like her, shame clotting in her blood like a curdling sickness. She, with the incessant need to apologize to everyone who ever knew her, for the inconvenience she caused them by making her existence known, walking into a room and searching for an empty seat so no one had to go through the painful act of sitting with her. Velaryons were supposed to be of the sea, but she was a burning ship, a vicinity one had to always flee. If anyone deserved to extinguish themselves in a kamikaze blaze, it was her, the one who would be missed least of all, who was needed least of all when the realm finally knew peace. © ace_asterisk **Sequel to Before the Sky Falls **Book 2/2 |Ambys 2024 Fanfiction Favorite Top Pick | Most impressive rankings: - #1 in houseofthedragon (2/6/2024) - #1 in aemondtargaryen (12/6/2024) - #1 in Aegon (26/7/2024) - #1 in aemondxoc (15/7/2024)

Born to rule. Forged in war. Destined to fall. She was the first daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir of the Iron Throne. A dragon's fire burned in her veins, and the realm whispered of the queen she was meant to be. She loved a prince who would one day betray her, and she was promised to a man of ice and honor. But in the game of thrones, love is a weakness, and duty is a cage. When war erupts, she does not stand behind her brother-she fights beside him. Blade in hand, dragon in the sky, she will carve her place into history with fire and blood. She will burn for her family, for her birthright, for the throne that was promised to her. But the Dance of the Dragons is not kind to dreamers. The sky will turn black with ash, the rivers will run red, and in the end... she will have to make a choice. What is a crown worth, when all it brings is ruin?

THIS WILL GO COMPLETELY AU SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY : Adara Stark was taught that women are nothing more than just bearing child and be obedient, but she knew she was more than that. Playlist : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/04eUdCeL35SWQk3zhAqgL8?si=gva72QnmRgaz1MvbMh4hKw&pt=923128ec3f05527bb6153ce955798f80 [I know the cover is not the best, but I'm not that good with editing. Pictures in the cover are from Pinterest. To be fair, I started this fanfic in the world of Fire and Blood, where a young Stark fall in love with Daemon and later having his son, who both later served Rhaenyra in the Dance of Dragons and somehow, along the way of the draft, this happens...]

༻| 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈 |༺ ❝𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲.❞- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦-𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯. When fate intervenes and entwines the bastard spare daughter of Rhaenys Targaryen with the Rogue Prince. 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐲𝐬 (𝐎𝐂) | 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏| ── •✧• ── ⋆⋅༻✦༺⋅⋆ ── •✧• ── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 [𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ~ ] ©ixfixite_ | 2024

'What about the shape of my body makes me incapable of rule? did you strike down King Jaehaerys the conciliator when his body grew frail from age? No. Did you strike down King Aenys in his illness? No. Did you strike down King Viserys when his arm was claimed? No. So why now do you deny me for the body I inhabit? Regardless, what you think of me. I am Visenya Of House Targaryen and Velaryon. I am the daughter of Ser Laenor Velaryon. The granddaughter and Heir of Lord Corlys Velaryon, the great Sea Snake and captain of the Velaryon fleet. Granddaughter of Princess Rhaeyns Targaryen. The Granddaughter of Queen Aemma Arynn and King Viserys Targaryen. I am the daughter of our rightful Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen. The blood that flows inside my body is that of the Conqueror Aegon Targaryen, and of his bride and my own namesake, Visenya the first. I am not by any means the heir any of you desired, but I am your heir regardless. And my body, as womanly as it is, is no sign of weakness, no sign of frailty, nor is it a right to deny me the birthright you would so happily hand my brother. I am Visenya Targaryen, Second of her name, Heir to the Iron Throne! Bow... or burn.'

The north remembers..... cover by arii <3 Game of thrones Season 2 onwards

▌𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚 ❛ I think I was a jerk to you in high school on purpose. ❜ ❛ ...because you're an idiot? ❜ ❛ no. because it was the only way to get you to look at me ❜ . . ⋆｡˚ 🚲 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ━━━━ 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚 and 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙮 spend a summer bickering to hide the fact that they're falling in love, discovering that the boy with the savior complex is the only match for the girl who doesn't believe she deserves to be saved. A 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍 FANFICTION szn 3 ✔︎ szn 4 ✔︎ szn 5 ✎ RANKINGS: #1 in harrington - 17/12/25 #1 in henderson - 20/12/25 #1 in lucassinclair - 03/01/26 #1 in maxmayfield - 31/01/26 #1 in jonathanbyers - 05/02/26 #1 in lucas - 10/02/26 #1 in vecna - 31/03/26 #1 in sinclair - 31/03/26 #1 in mike - 15/04/26 #1 in byers - 16/04/26 started - 20/11/25 finished- TBD cover made by me desc inspo by lvrdixon © luvsnaya

The Lannisters are getting a queen on the throne but they have ulterior motives behind wanting a crown. But doesn't everyone? But Aelsa Lannister sees something worth more than gold and a crown when she meets Harwin Strong. 🦁 "I don't like that anyone could die to feel your touch." 🐉 Most characters belong to GRRM!