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S A V A G E S | Aemond Targaryen by CleoLemon
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Aemond Targaryen X Desiree Savage (OC) S A V A G E S : Book 1 "My love is a mindless flight risk Never on time, but god... He's timeless. He's a villain, he's a saint. He's a hero... He's a fucking renegade." ~ "My love is a heavenly blessing Always enchanting, and lord... She's everlasting. She's a savage beast, she's a little bird. She's an angel... She's a damn lionheart." Warnings: Smut & Language Votes and comments are welcomed! Rank at some point in time: #1 House of the Dragon #1 Aemond Targaryen #1 Aegon Targaryen #1 Westeros #1 Games #1 Aemond #1 Aegon #1 Nature #1 Crown #4 Daemon Targaryen
Burn me • Aemond Targaryen by LunarPhasex
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The heart of a Targaryen was said to be one dipped in fire and blood. They ruled the skies with their dragons, danced through the flames of death and controlled the direction of the wind. All from an Iron throne. Rhaella Targaryen was the youngest daughter of King Viserys and Queen consort Alicent Hightower. She was cunning and calculating, knowing how to slither her way out of the situations she often found herself in. Visions and prophecies were both a curse and a blessing for the princess, and when the dragons began to dance she used them as motive for every action and sin she committed. First completed writing March 2023
mithril by ellehabite
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Warrior. Shadow. Ruthless. The freest of hearts and sharpest of tongues. A survivor in her own right. A human girl, born of the ancient blood of Númenor, raised by Elves. Meant for greatness, but honed on the black blood of Orcs. Léra Celebdraug is free, and not a single soul will ever change that. She writes her own fate. She chooses her own paths. No Man, Elf, nor Dwarf can stand in the way of what her heart truly desires. She wants to be feared. To be relentless. She wants the dark creatures of enemy forces to flee beneath her blade. She won't settle for shiny armor and a crown on her head. There will be blood before her freedom is ensured. Blood that runs black and red across her hands. The blood of Dwarves. Of Elves. Of Man. She will bring the world to its knees. And still she will keep up the fight.