Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

BOOK 2 After a wedding that nearly ended in tragedy, Lyanna Tyrell and Aerion Targaryen begin their new life in Highgarden. But marriage to a Targaryen is never simple. As they travel to the famous Ashford Meadow Tourney, old loyalties, dangerous tempers, and the politics of Westeros threaten to test their love in ways neither of them expected.

Rhae stands where the world feared to tread. Aerion kneels only to her, loving her with teeth and fire, willing to slaughter anyone who dares stand between them.

House Targaryen was forged in fire and remembered in blood. From that legacy, a prince was born who carried both like a birthright-Aerion Targaryen, a dragon in human skin. Exile did not tame him. It sharpened him. When Aerion returned, he came crowned in shadows, his smile colder, his wrath refined. The realm whispered his name like a prayer and a curse alike. To seal his power, he took a bride from his own blood-a cousin raised in light, obedience, and fragile hope. She was everything he was not. Soft-spoken. Unburnt. Untouched by darkness. He did not break her with chains. He bent her with fire. This was not a love story. It was a reign. Aerion Targaryen X Female OC

An Aerion Targaryen Fanfiction At the great Ashford tournament, knights ride for glory, ladies for honor, and princes for spectacle. Lady Alysanne Dayne intended to be nothing more than a spectator. Until the attention of a dragon falls upon her. Prince Aerion Targaryen is dangerous in every sense of the word. Proud, cruel, and utterly unpredictable. Men fear him. Women avoid him. Alysanne does neither. And dragons are not known for ignoring defiance. "You dislike me," Aerion said softly. "You make it very easy." His violet eyes glinted with amusement. "Good. I should hate to be boring to you."

Princess Visera Targaryen is Prince Baelor's only daughter, born on Dragonstone with silver hair like a promise and a curse, grows adored, indulged, and spoiled so thoroughly the realm itself seems trained to kneel when she merely lifts her chin. She is all velvet insolence and laughing defiance, a storm in pearls who expects the world to be handed to her, until she meets the one prince who does not bend. Aerion is fire given flesh: proud, cruel, and hungry for reverence, the sort of dragon-boy who would rather break than yield, and in him Visera finds the only refusal sharp enough to feel like desire. When King Daeron binds them in betrothal against the furious warnings of Baelor and Maekar, it is meant as a remedy, two tempests married to cancel each other out, but the gods do not bless such logic. What follows is a marriage like a dagger-dance: venom and laughter, denial and demand, courtly scandal and private hunger, two bright disasters locked together while those who love them watch with dread, knowing the realm has just tied silk to wildfire... and sooner or later, everyone will smell the smoke.

She's the only divine thing he's ever believed in. The only creature in this vast, cruel land who could kill him. And sometimes, in his loveliest dreams, he imagines she does - The Drowning Faith aerion targaryen a knight of the seven kingdoms / asoiaf cover by webslingr

In the North, House Stark stands united, forged by honor, cold, and hardship, Aryanna Stark grows among her kin, shaped by a troubled childhood and bound to a presence both mysterious and protective. But during a tournament in the South, far from the lands she knows, she draws the attention of Aerion Targaryen. This meeting between ice and fire may well disrupt the fragile balance between their worlds, and pull Aryanna into a fate far greater than herself. English is not my first language, this story was translated from French. -- All characters belong to their respective creators. This work is written for creative purposes only.

To save a realm and the princes within it. Irina was never meant to live the story until Westeros took her. Reborn into a place she was never meant to exist and with a name that replaces another. Armed with her knowledge and a book that rewrites itself with every choice she makes, she realizes she has been given a purpose: to change the fate of a kingdom written in tragedy. To stop Baelor Breakspear's death. Prince Valarr, golden and composed, who looks at her as though she belongs beside him. And another, Prince Aerion, who remembers the moment she dared to touch him. Irina was brought to Westeros to fix a story. And the more events she changed, the less the world follows what she knows.

Nos anos que antecederam grandes mudanças nos Sete Reinos, quando os dragões já pertenciam ao passado e a Casa Targaryen sustentava seu poder apenas pelo peso do nome, dois herdeiros de sangue valiriano começaram a atrair a atenção da corte. Visenya e Aerion Targaryen nasceram juntos, cresceram juntos e, desde a infância, foram considerados inseparáveis. Onde o príncipe era fogo - impulsivo, cruel e impossível de ignorar - a princesa era silêncio e cálculo, movendo-se pela corte com graça suficiente para ocultar ambições que poucos compreendiam. Unidos por uma lealdade inabalável e por uma visão comum de poder, tornaram-se, aos olhos do reino, duas faces do mesmo dragão. Mas em uma corte onde alianças valem mais que honra e onde o sangue define o destino, proximidade pode se tornar perigo. Enquanto torneios, julgamentos e jogos políticos aproximam os gêmeos do centro do poder, antigos costumes ressurgem, rivalidades se intensificam e rumores começam a circular sobre a influência crescente da princesa - alguns a chamam de salvadora, outros de feiticeira. Ao mesmo tempo, sonhos e presságios anunciam que o destino da Casa Targaryen talvez não pertença àqueles que hoje ocupam o trono. Entre amor e ambição, devoção e possessividade, Visenya e Aerion ascendem juntos, moldando o mundo ao seu redor com fogo e sangue. Mas em Westeros, toda ascensão cobra um preço - e nem mesmo dragões estão livres de cair.