She hates him and blames him for her brother's death. Princess Mealyra Velaryon, firstborn daughter of Queen Rhaenyra and Ser Leanor, swears revenge on Aemond Targaryen. He mirrors this hatred, only differently, because he sees her brother in her every time he looks at her.

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐈 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐘𝐍𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐈 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐎𝐂

˚✧🗡️🐉. ( ᴡᴀʀ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ) -✿-🗡️˚ʚ ᗢ₊ ˖ ࣪⭑ ━ ❝ she is the blood of the two greatest dynasty's the world has ever seen.❞ ─── 𝗔𝗡 𝗚𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖

your father's blood will be your blood until you're both rotting in the ground. when you stare in the mirror, his face will be glaring back at you with utter disdain and disappointment only a father can truly have. This book is also on A03 under the same user Rewritten

"sᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ" ɪs ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢʟᴇss ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ғᴀɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sɪɴᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀʟʟɪᴅ sᴋɪɴ, ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴʟᴇᴀsʜɪɴɢ ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʟɪғᴇʟᴇss ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ɪɴᴠᴀᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ʙʟᴜʀʀɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋᴇɴ ʜᴀᴢᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜɴɴɪɴɢʟʏ sʟɪᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ sᴀᴄʀᴇᴅ, ᴅʏɪɴɢ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴄᴏʀᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴᴏᴜs ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴄʏ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴠᴀsɪᴏɴ, ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴇxɪsᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ғʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇsᴘᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢʀᴀsᴘ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴇ. 𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 !!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗗𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗘𝗔𝗧!!

IN WHICH BELINDA HIGHTOWER, otto hightowers eldest daughter, is completely broken and emptied upon her mother's death. she used to be a sweet, bashful girl. but her mother's death changed her forever. her only purpose in life became protecting her youngest sister alicent, something she would do forever. she grew older, crueler. still yet to be wed. otto made a proposition to the king, he believed it would only make sense for belinda to wed DAEMON TARGARYEN, the kings brother. little did otto know, this would change things forever. daemon targaryen x femoc! !i do not own the rights to the house of the dragon storyline or plot, all rights go to george r.r martin. i only own the characters that ive created and their storylines.! @serenecitrus.

Margaery Hightower was born for greatness-at least, that was what people often said. And she believed it. From a young age, she carried an unshakable ambition, one that burned with the desire to ascend higher than any woman before her. She did not dream of mere titles or riches; she longed for a crown, for power woven with grace, for a legacy that would be whispered through the halls of history. Fate, it seemed, had laid the path before her. The opportunity had arrived in the form of a betrothal-one that bound her to a prince of the Seven Kingdoms, a prince whom Alicent Hightower herself believed would soon sit the Iron Throne. It was not love that made Margaery accept her fate so eagerly, but something far greater. Destiny favoured the bold, and Margaery Hightower would not let this moment slip from her grasp. Aegon II Targaryen x fem! oc [ 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ©s4naminatozaki

In a kingdom where the dragon's breath caresses the horizon, its wings beating the skies, the fiery breaths fall silent. Beauty mingles with secrecy, and tenderness is cloaked in mystery. Hearts open like flowers in the morning, promising light and hope. The softness of silk caresses the skin, fragile and tempting, while beneath its surface secrets and scars are hidden. For behind the veil of silk, shadows lengthen, vows crack, and silence hides blades. In this game of appearances, the truth is often the most dangerous of thorns, the deadliest of silks, and the ugliest of scars. Every gesture, every promise, bears the traces of old, sweet memories that have become deep, silent wounds. In a world where appearances veil the truth, where beauty conceals pain, even invisible scars tell stories, legends that we dare not even whisper. Between deceptive gentleness and buried desires, the boundary is fragile. For learning to recognise the manipulation behind gentleness, learning to recognise the pain behind a beautiful facade, learning to recognise a lie in a truth quickly becomes a matter of survival, and that requires more than just a mask.

_ Aemyna Targaryen has always been the quiet one. The one of few words, the soft spoken shadow trailing behind her twin brother aemond Targaryen. Living by the rules of the red keep she stayed small,silent and harmless But nothing stays harmless in a family built on fire. Aegon Targaryen,her oldest brother.Chaos itself. Notices the girl, nobody else watches, he is torn between self loathing and arrogance, between violence and vulnerability, between sarcasm and witty words He should protect her. He should cherish her He should be the one person she never fears Instead,he becomes the first. His cruelty hooks into her softness, her trembling quiet bruises his ego, he hates how she flinches slightly but most of all he hates how much he cares she does. And somewhere between fear and fury, something tangles the web, a bond neither can name,want or outrun. It starts as their duty and becomes their choice.

Rhaya was the firstborn of Daemon Targaryen from his first disaster marriage with Rhea Royce, but the Rouge Prince never truly considered as such-not when she was the daughter of his "Bronze Bitch." A child he did not wish to have. Not with her. Even after the mysterious death of his wife, the Rouge Prince did not bother welcoming his daughter into his arms; instead, he wedded Laena Velaryon and moved out of the country to live in Pentos. Rhaya had no choice but to stay in Runestone with her cousin, Ser Gerold. His daughter hoped that he would one day send a raven to the Vale-an invitation to Pentos, an apology for never being present in her life-even a simple hello would've sufficed. But he never did. The realm took pity on the girl, naming her "the Forgotten Princess," but as she grew older into a beautiful, confident young woman, she was later known as "the Bronze Beauty." Daemon may have forgotten the value of his first daughter-but the Hightowers did not.