🔞🔞🔞Warning: Mature content. Reader discretion advised.🔞🔞🔞 This is a smut collection featuring Prince Ares Targaryen and the women of Westeros. From whispered encounters in the shadows of Westeros to stolen moments behind castle walls, septs, gardens and so on. Ares the dark, dangerous, and irresistible Targaryen is a man every woman wants and few can resist. He is born of fire and forbidden desire rumored grandson of Maegor the Cruel and a Dornish princess, later legitimized but never tamed. Caramel-skinned, broad and lethal, crowned with black hair and unmistakable purple eyes, he is Valyrian sin wrapped in Dornish heat. Bold, unapologetic, and overpowered, he leaves a trail of desire and chaos in his wake. Neither prince nor exile, he moves through court like temptation given form. Distant kin to dragons who rule, yet dangerous in his own right, Ares carries bloodlines meant to ruin reputations and start wars. Women want him not for his name, but for the promise in his gaze the heat, the hunger, the thrill of touching what was never meant to be claimed. He is whispered about, desired in secret, blamed for sleepless nights. They call him the most coveted bachelor in the Seven Kingdoms for a reason. One taste of Ares Targaryen, and nothing else ever feels safe again. Each story explores passion, temptation, and scandal across the lands of A Song of Ice and Fire and Fire & Blood, where bloodlines are strong, and lust is stronger. Rated 18+ All Rights Reserved. 2025 ©Lewa Kulture

"They call me a witch, a pagan, a curse in silk. Yet it is I who bends fire to my will, I who walk beside a dragon made flesh. Let the realm tremble, for I am Yennefer of House Martell, and I was not born to kneel or serve. I was born to rule chaos." ~ Yennefer Martell "If I'm to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all. But when I say 'I love you', it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. I've seen your strength. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Yennefer. ~ Geralt Targaryen "Charm wins where steel cannot. Thrones are not seized by blood alone, but by the hearts that bend before them." ~ Margarey Tyrell "I was born with fire in my veins. Better the realm burns with me than bows to another." ~ Rhaenyra Targaryen "The gods crown the dutiful, not the willful.a Thrones won by sin will fall by judgment." ~ Alicent Hightower "Power is not given, it is taken. And when I take it, I do not return it." ~ Cersei Lannister THE DRAGON'S BRIDE explores the lives of five women torn apart by the men they love and the political forces that shape their destinies. At the center stands Princess Yennefer Vengerburg of House Martell, feared, desired, and bound to a prophecy that could shatter kingdoms. Once a friend, then a rival, and perhaps a queen, her path twists through betrayal, vengeance, and forbidden love. But in the Red Keep, even innocence rots, and not every bride survives the crown. Each character's understanding of marriage and love varies greatly, creating a ripple effect of choices and consequences. These differences ultimately lead to the civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons, leaving a lasting and unforgettable mark on Westeros and the Continent. Lewa_K ©2025

The war is over. The throne is claimed. But in the cold, gilded cage of the Red Keep, new battles are waged behind closed doors. King Eros Velaryon, crowned in blood and vengeance, now rules with dragonfire in his veins, and two of his greatest enemies under lock and key. Alicent Hightower, once Queen of the Realm, now a prisoner in her own castle. And Margaery Tyrell, her proud and calculating cousin, cloaked in silk and secrets. They are his captives, his trophies... and his torment. But power twists, and so does desire. As days turn into dangerous nights, the line between hate and hunger blurs. What begins as punishment becomes obsession. And what once was war may ignite a fire far more devastating than any dragon's breath. In the game of crowns, hearts are the most treacherous weapons. All Rights Reserved Lewa Kulture 2024

"I want you." She moans softly, staring lustfully at the dashing man, his purple orbs gleamed with allure. Prince Caine clearly felt the same way, breaking the kiss, and turning her so the bulge in his pants was pressed firmly against her ass. Alicent moaned as he kissed her neck, she wiggled, as he found that sweet spot between her thighs, thrusting his fingers in her moist pools, despite the four layers of clothing between them. Stripping off her underwear and cloths, Caine pulls her close to his half naked body as their breath mingled. "We cannot do this again. Alicent." His baritone rumbles like strings of seduction. "I want to keep doing it, until my last breath. Kiss me Caine, make me yours. Fuck me!" Alicent whispers against his lips as ecstacy fuels their desires. Despite the controversy surrounding the succession, the bond between Caine and Alicent is undeniable, given their shared histories and emotional journeys. Both have tasted the nectar of sin, consuming the forbidden fruit and shedding holiness, dignity, honor, ecstasy, and decency along with the garments of retribution. Viserys, naturally, named his brother as his heir apparent, much to the Hightowers' dismay, as they sought to see Aegon on the throne. In both public and private, the seeds of division were already sown, and yet the attraction between Queen Alicent and Prince Caine became a fragile line, straddling both love and hate. Upon Viserys's death, Alicent experienced a sense of both freedom and emptiness. She had hoped to finally embrace the rebellious spirit she had long envied in Rhaenyra, someone confident enough to pursue her destiny and her supposed lover, Daemon Targaryen. However, Alicent's attempt to fill her lover's void only resulted in being shut out of his world. In the end, each character's vision of marriage and love vastly differed from one another, leaving a profound and lasting impact. This division would spark the civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons. LK24

Her eyes blazed with fury. "Aegon is the king's firstborn son! It is his birthright!" Queen Alicent declared, rising sharply from her seat. "Birthright?" The Princess surged to her feet, rage lacing her tone. "And I am my father's named heir! He chose me, because I earned it!" Rhaenyra shot back, her glare cold and cutting. Alicent's restraint snapped. "Earned it? By doing what, exactly? Flaunting yourself through court draped in silks and gems?" she hissed, each word sharp as a blade. "Dragonstone is a realm, not a bauble for your amusement!" "You speak of baubles, yet treat the Iron Throne like one!" Rhaenyra retorted. "Aegon and I are not children quarreling over toys, we are rivals for a crown! Or do you deny your ambition to see me replaced?" Alicent's expression twisted with contempt. "You are beneath me." Rhaenyra gave a bitter laugh. "How exhausting it must be, hiding behind a veil of virtue. But now, they see you for what you are. And they will see Aegon as he is: second. Always." The room trembled as King Viserys slammed his hand against the table. "SILENCE!"!" ▪️▪️▪️ BROKEN LOYALTIES is the story of two former friends, Queen Alicent and Princess Rhaenyra torn apart by power, family, and ambition. Queen Alicent leads the Greens, fighting to place her son Aegon on the throne, believing male heirs should inherit by tradition. Opposing her are the Blacks, led by Rhaenyra, the king's chosen heir and future first Queen of Westeros. Their rivalry fractures the realm, sparking a brutal struggle for the Iron Throne. Only one woman and one legacy can prevail. Rated 18+ All Rights Reserved. 2024 ©Lewa Kulture

Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025

"Beast. Tyrant. Merciless. They whisper these names behind my back. But when I say, I love you, it is not out of desire, nor out of denial. It is not for my sake at all. I love you for what you are, for what you do, for how you fight. I have witnessed your kindness, your strength, the light and the darkness within you. I see you as you are, without illusion, without pretense. And with absolute certainty, I know this truth: You are formidable. You are incomparable. You are mine. My wife. My queen. My Alicent. MINE." ~ Maegor II Targaryen "How sweetly the fox speaks when it's been cornered by the hounds." ~ Alicent Hightower "You will never be a Queen, and he will never love you sweet sister, you will end up miserable, looking for death in your marriage." ~ Charlotte Hightower To Love a King unravels the tangled fates of three half-sisters-Charlotte, Alicent, and Naomi Hightower-bound by blood yet divided by ambition. Torn apart by the loss of their mothers, the weight of duty, and the shifting tides of power, their rivalry becomes a defining chapter in the history of House Targaryen. Charlotte and Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen share a bond stronger than sisterhood-steadfast allies in a world ruled by men. Even when Charlotte catches the eye of King Maegor Targaryen after the death of his wife, Queen Mellario, Rhaenyra welcomes the idea, believing her dear friend would make a formidable queen. But their world fractures when Alicent Hightower rises as an unexpected threat-not just to Charlotte, but to Maegor himself. And in the shadows looms Selena Dayne, a woman from the sands whose very presence threatens to unravel the fragile ties of House Targaryen. With whispered schemes and ruthless ambition, they turn loyalty into betrayal, love into a battlefield, and friendship into enmity. What follows is a relentless struggle for power, passion, and survival-one that will ignite the flames of the Dance of the Dragons. LK_24

"The dream...it was clearer than a memory. And I heard the sound of thundering hooves, splintering shields and ringing swords. And I placed my heir upon the Iron Throne, and all the dragons roared as one." ~ King Viserys Targaryen "If I'm to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all. But when I say 'I love you', it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. I've seen your kindness and your strength. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Alicent. ~ Geralt Targaryen "Brother, if you're named heir and I your Princess Consort, your claim would not be so easily challenged. The Velaryons are of the sea. But you and I are made of fire We have always been meant to burn together." ~ Rheanyra Targaryen "Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? It's trampled under your pretty foot again." ~ Alicent Hightower "We are Bene Vesserit. We don't Hope. We plan" ~ Nimueh Gaius. THE DRAGON'S HEART IS MINE explores the lives of two best friends torn apart by the men they love and the political forces that shape their destinies. Set against the backdrop of the Greens and the Blacks, the story delves into the civil war that divides Westeros, a war ignited by two siblings grappling with marriage, love, and ambition. Their shared history lies at the heart of the Targaryen dynasty and forms the foundation of House of the Dragon. King Viserys' decision to marry Geralt to Alicent Hightower and Prince Daemon's forbidden attraction to Princess Rhaenyra serve as the catalysts for the events that forever alter their lives. Each character's understanding of marriage and love varies greatly, creating a ripple effect of choices and consequences. These differences ultimately lead to the civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons, leaving a lasting and unforgettable mark on Westeros. Lewa_K ©2024

"Once more, I place my trust in you, Ser Criston, and in your unwavering loyalty. Aegon must be found and brought to me, his fate will decide the future of the Seven Kingdoms. If ever you have felt anything for me... as your Queen, prove it now." ~ Queen Alicent Hightower "I would die for you a hundred times over. But live for me, Alicent-or all that I am will have been for nothing. So long as I draw breath, my devotion to you will never waver." ~ Ser Criston Cole Against her better judgment, Queen Alicent Hightower finds herself falling for the one man she shouldn't-her sworn protector, Ser Criston Cole. Can she resist the pull of forbidden desire, or will she finally surrender to what her heart truly wants? AUTUMN KISS is an explicit tale of erotic theme, a storytelling advantage between two adults committing sin in the Red Keep. As war loomed over Westeros, Queen Alicent found herself increasingly isolated, with no one to trust in her time of crisis-no one except her sworn protector and secret lover. Desperate to see Aegon crowned, she clung to Ser Criston, who shared her conviction and harbored deep resentment toward Rhaenyra, viewing her as deceitful and unworthy of the throne. Bound by loyalty and passion, the Queen and the King's Guard had become entangled in a relationship that, like many before them, risked undermining duty and reason. Such attachments had often led others to ruin, and theirs was no exception. Yet, just as the battle for succession reached its peak, Alicent made an unexpected choice. Instead of fighting to place her son on the throne, she chose herself. No longer willing to be a pawn in her father's game or a prisoner to the ambitions of men, she resolved to reclaim her freedom. And for such a bold, irreversible decision, her lover was willing to follow, so long as she was prepared to leave everything behind and forge a new path at Ser Criston's side. Lewa Kulture ©2024

"'Twas my love for you that led me to bear your children, yet you remained oblivious to their resemblance to you and the traits they inherited from your lineage," she sobbed, her voice dripping with venom and sorrow "I endured a life of duty and obligation, I lived in the shadows, all for the sake of ambition and love. my existence merely a piece to be played on the game board of court politics. My father forced me into marriage with Viserys, and I sought power to undermine your position as heir - that's why I backed Aegon's claim to the throne over Maekar's, given his lineage." Alicent's voice trembled with emotion. Aenar's jaw clenched in anger. "You're lying..." "Believe it or not," she retorted, "but it was my own desires and jealousy that fueled my insecurity. I yearned for you, but when Viserys made you his heir and arranged your marriage to his mistress, I couldn't have you - so bearing your children became my solace. Especially since Francesca failed to produce an heir of pure Valyrian blood, I took it upon myself to secure the Iron Throne for our children." Alicent's bold declaration left Aenar speechless, shocked by her words. Aenar's face was a mask of stunned silence, his eyes wide with the weight of her confession. The room seemed to shrink, the tension between them palpable as Alicent's secrets spilled out like blood from a wound. OF BASTARDS, DUNGEONS & DRAGONS is an explicit tale of erotic storytelling advantage between two adults committing sin in the bowels of the Red Keep. Every character's ideas of marital unions and love are vastly different from each other, giving rise to insightful and memorable impact, thereby causing a division of civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons between Bastards. 2025 © Lewa