Garrett Baratheon was every maidens dream come true but no woman would ever be good enough for Cerseis firstborn and heir. 🦁 "You know you are fighting in a losing battle. Making a noose out of your hollow crown. I hold a flame up to your paper castle. Watch it all burn down." 🌹 Most characters belong to grrm

Alysanne Targaryen; the unknown third child of Elia Martell and Rhaegar Targaryen.

"Your dreams have a tighter grip on you than I who stands before you. Me, your wife of bone and blood. I am real, Rhaegar. Wager on me, not your prophecies." Between dawn and eventide is a lifetime. A silver prince falls with his prophecies in the morn, and his princess must yield to the dark by nightfall. ╰┈➤ [A GOT/ASOIAF fanfic (eliaxrhaegar)] Previously titled "Flower, Serpent"

𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖓𝖔𝖜... born from both ice and fire. His true name being of dragonblood, 𝖏𝖆𝖊𝖍𝖆𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖘 𝖎𝖎𝖎 𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖞𝖊𝖓 Forced to live as a wolf with his twin, Jon Snow, as the flames only grew more from the pits if his soul. Along with fire, grew attachments and longing of love... 𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖐 is who he longed for as he struggled to find both himself and his way back home. 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐱 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐨𝐜 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬: ----- 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: ₉/₁₅/₂₄ 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: -----

Aerys Targaryen first of his name Heir to the Irone throne and prince of Dragonstone the first and only son to King Viserys and Queen Aemma. Aerys a good man and a good prince who was loved by all and understood his duty he was selfless ready to put his feelings to the side for his family and the realm. Those feeling were for his best friend's little sister Alicent Hightower his sister's childhood companion who held the same feeling for him. Alicent Hightower x OC Targaryen Warnings Rhaenyra, Daemon, Otto some Viserys bashing there will be smut, childbirth, abuse, underage relations as it was for that time, incest, foul language, and gory scenes

"'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

"F-fuck." Alicent's shudders bitting her lips as his girth shifts her womb. "Argh!..." Aenar groans into her ear as he grasped her hips and thrust, hours and hours of his own pent-up desire, fuelling each lunge into her, the silky sheath of his steel member massaging the walls of her core. Had she thought his tongue provided the perfect friction? She was wrong again; it was his cock, every inch of it, stimulating the entire length of her canal, each thrust sending sparks through her. "Yes....fuck me harder!." Alicent moaned back, and bent over as far as she could, pulling his cock even deeper, so that he dragged at each ridge of her core wall with every thrust. Aenar's lips were still glistening and wet with her juices as he nibbled gently at her nipples, then raised his head and put his hands on either side of her swaying body. Each thrust of his hips was a forceful foreshock that rippled through her, sending shockwaves from her core through her whole body, finally escaping as heat through every flushed pore in her skin. OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS is an explicit tale of erotic theme, a storytelling advantage between two adults committing sin in the bowels of the Red Keep. Prince Aenar Targaryen and Lady Alicent Hightower, their relationship is far more troubling, complex, and interestingly dirty in romance and sex. In a world as ruthless as Westeros, finding solace in unexpected places is both rare and precious. Despite the controversy, it's undeniable that their bond makes sense, given their histories and emotional journeys. Aenar and King Viserys wife, Alicent have entangled themselves in a way that has often doomed other duos because personal relationships have a tendency to undermine duty and rational thinking. 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. 2024 © Lewa