the dragon must eat the serpent. the serpent will poison the dragon. ❪ blood moonlit ❫ in which lady taenysa of qarth is thrown to the maws of the great targaryen dragons, and she must fight if she is to survive. ⁺ warning : typical hotd/asoiaf!warnings © DONSQUIXOTES (2024 - )

blood calls to blood, in the cursed halls of harrenhal- a dragon sleeps unaware of her lineage. male!oc x fem!oc x aemond targaryen ~ #20 in danceofdragons {2/7/25}

In a world where loyalty is a death sentence, Myrielle Baratheon stands at the edge of the storm. Born to a house that bends with the wind but never breaks, she was raised in the shadow of dragons-trained to be a lady, but forged by steel and storm. As the tides of war rise, she is torn between the family she was born into and the family she chose: a girl who sees her as a sister she never had, a forgotten prince who looks at her like she is the sun, and brothers who are at war with each other that bear dragons on their banners but not in their hearts. As the realm splinters, Myrielle must decide where she stands-on the side of blood, or on the side of love. But in a war where honor is a weakness and survival is never guaranteed, one truth remains: The storm does not weep for those it drowns.

~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)

~I think of how the mystics read by the light of their own bodies. What a world of darkness that must have been to read by the flaming hearts that turn into heaps of ash on the altar, how everything, in the end, is made equal by the wind.~ Daenys Velaryon lives only for others, yet within her heart, she harbours a whisper of selfish desire. She has dedicated her life to her brothers, becoming their staunch advocate, their steadfast defender, their eldest sister, entwined with their destinies. What purpose, she wonders, could she have if not in their service? Yet, in the quiet moments, when shadows soften the world, she dreams of a life unfettered, free from the heavy chains of duty and sacrifice. She does not covet the Iron Throne, nor does she wish to spill her blood for its cold, unyielding promise. However, to forsake her responsibilities and thrust them upon her brothers would make them a target of the realm's violence, defying the very essence of her being. For Daenys is nothing if not their protector, the guardian of their fate, even as she longs for a destiny of her own. **Prequel to An Eye for an Eye **Book 1/2 Rankings - #1 in houseofthedragon (2/7/2024) - #1 in aemondtargaryen (19/6/2024) - #1 in aemond (29/6/2024)

Daenora, though a Velaryon in name, was born from seeds so tainted that even the blood of the dragon could not fully cleanse them. As the issue of the affair of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Criston Cole she is the heir of a twisted legacy - of everything and nothing. Used as a tool to mend together the divided House of the Dragon, Daenora finds herself torn between loyalties, waging a war of fire and blood, while the lies veiling her life unravel. [ 𝙖𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙤𝙘 ]

He is fire; she dreads the flame. 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. *The cover for this fic was made by me entirely, including the art.* All rights belong to George RR Martin and HBO House of The Dragon, except any original characters and canon divergence on this story.

Prince Aemond Targaryen had always yearned to soar among the stars, reaching for their beauty. Yet, he soon realized that he had an entire constellation right beside him. It was his choice whether to handle it with care or not. Aemond Targaryen x OC

HANDS TURNING LOOM... SPOOL OF GREEN, SPOOL OF BLACK... DRAGONS OF FLESH WEAVING DRAGONS OF THREAD... --- She grew out of control, like an untreated wound. She had Aegon right in her hands, her serpent like hold tightening on him, choking him with all of her ideas and lies. Roselyn Hightower was now a threat. A dangerous one in brightly colored gowns and pearl jewelry. Otto knew, the only way to kill a snake was to cut it's head off. --- ( DARK! AEGON II TARGARYEN x OC ) ( HELAENA TARGARYEN x OC ) [ SLOW UPDATES ] --- { STARTED & COMPLETED: MARCH 12, 2024 - ? } +Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN any part of House of the Dragon ( I wish I did.. ), its plot, lines, or it's characters. I do, however OWN MY characters and every single one of their stupid jokes, so PLEASE don't steal my stuff. This WILL be based on the TV Show ( Sorry to all of my book fans out there! ). WARNING: Swearing ( medium ), blood, death, mentions of PTSD, ( brief ) mentions of alcohol use, ( slight ) parental abandonment, loneliness, sassiness and stupidity, ( brief ) smut, and dark / yandere. The typical GOT / ASOIAF stuff.. { I re-used the pre-done format for one of my old discontinued stories, so it could be tagged / labeled. Also sorry to those who were fans / read the old discontinued story. }

✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ── when the realm fractures beneath the weight of the crown, daella velaryon becomes a weapon of fire and temptation. the daughter rhaenyra longed for and the image of valyria's former glory, daella is as dangerous as she is beautiful. fluent in manipulation, bound to her dragon, and capable of seducing kingdoms to her mother's cause. but in a war where every ally is a blade and every promise a lie, her heart is the only thing she cannot control. at her side stands jacaerys velaryon, heir to the throne and the brother she should never have loved. raised together in shadows and secrets, their bond was forged in dragonfire and fractured by duty. as rhaenyra's black council plots war and the green banners rise, daella offers herself to the game of thrones-willing to seduce, to kill, to burn it all. but when desire turns to obsession and love becomes the greatest betrayal, the question is no longer who will win the throne, but whether they will survive each other. [ jacaerys velaryon x fem oc ] ALL RIGHTS TO GRRM AND HBO.