"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 Dance of Dragons has begun. The war is not over. The dynastic struggle between Black and Green reaches its destructive peak, locking both factions into an all-out war for the Iron Throne. Diplomacy collapses entirely, and old betrayals curdle into unbridled ambition, plunging Westeros into an era of raw violence where no one, highborn or low is safe. The bloody naval and aerial Battle of the Gullet leaves tragic losses on both sides, and in its wake, Queen Rhaenyra herself is transformed shedding the empathy that once defined her to embrace an unyielding, merciless pursuit of dominance. Dragons and armies clash across the realm, and Westeros is left to reckon with the true cost of absolute power and total war. The throne is claimed. But peace is not. The Greens are scattered, still rebellious in defeat; the Blacks have paid for their victory in blood and grief of their own. Beyond the Red Keep's walls, the war has not truly ended so much as gone to ground. Traitors who slipped the noose still move through the realm, and Eros will not call his crown secure while any of them still draw breath, and the hunt for them burns as quietly and as relentlessly as anything happening behind his chamber doors. And in the cold, gilded cage of the Red Keep, a new war begins, one fought behind closed doors. Prince Eros Velaryon, newly crowned king, rules with dragonfire in his veins and vengeance in his blood. And now he lives among his greatest enemies, keeping them close under lock and key, within the very walls they once called home. They are his captives. His trophies. His torment. But power twists, and so does desire. As days bleed into dangerous nights, the line between hate and hunger blurs, and what begins as punishment curdles slowly into obsession. What was once war may yet ignite a fire far more devastating than any dragon's breath. In the game of crowns, hearts are the most treacherous weapons of all. All Rights Reserved Lewa Kulture 2024

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

"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

The war is over. The reckoning has just begun. When Alicent confesses a truth that has festered for nearly two decades, that four of the realm's most powerful children are born not of her marriage to King Viserys, but of her forbidden union with her brother-in-law Prince Aenar, the fragile foundations of the Targaryen succession shatter. Her desperate jealousy and yearning had transformed into a calculated gambit for power, one that costs her everything as she fights to secure the throne for Viserys's sons instead of their bastard siblings. The Dance of the Dragons erupts. Brother turns against brother. The Blacks claim victory, and the Green Council falls, slaughtered without mercy. When dragonfire finally clears and the smoke settles, a marriage alliance emerges from the ashes, an unexpected union forged to bring peace to a fractured realm. A new king takes the iron throne, and an uneasy calm descends upon the Seven Kingdoms. But peace is a fragile thing. Aenar and Alicent endure, their love for each other burning still despite the devastation their passion has wrought. Aegon, Helaena, Aemond, and Daeron, shaped by the sins of their parents and denied legitimacy by the very succession they fought to claim, must navigate a kingdom that neither accepts them nor can deny their blood. Yet within the walls of the Red Keep, enemies whisper in shadow. New secrets stir. Rebellion is forged. The foundations, barely repaired, threaten to crack once more. In the shadowed halls of power, passion and ambition remain inseparable, and no one emerges unburned. OF BASTARDS, DUNGEONS & DRAGONS continues the tale of forbidden love, treachery, betrayal, and the devastating price of claiming a crown, where the greatest battles are fought not with steel and dragonfire, but in the hearts of those who have sacrificed everything to rule. 2025 ©Lewa Kulture