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.

The birth of Rhella Targaryen marked the only princess to the heir Baelor, along with Valarr, the young prince born minutes before her. Her hair was opposing of her twin brother, long silvery white that looked of shimmery moonlight against her pale complexion. Beneath lay a streak of dark brown much like her fathers. Baelor bathed in Rhella, his only daughter of mere 3 children. His love was sensible, kind, he would give the world for her at the bat of an eyelash. Something Aerion loathed. Aerion Targaryen x oc Slight Ser Duncan x oc

"A falling star brings luck to those who see it." "The luck is all mine already, Elaena" To be the first princess born to House Targaryen in a generation is to have your fate sealed with your first cry. To have someone watching over you from the stars is to have your luck foretold, your path guided by their light. Or so Elaena Targaryen tells herself. Prince Maekar had long defied brothers and Kings alike to keep his little stargirl beside him. But the tourney at Ashford is a summons, and the King's word is law. Marriage is duty. But a falling star can change its course.

"You don't own me, Aerion. You're too mad to even see straight." "I own every dragon I desire, bastard or not." ⋆༺𓆩𐂂𓆪༻⋆ Princess Aelynn Targaryen was born a Stormdragon bastard, but fate and her cunning uncle Lyonel, would see her legitimized as a true Targaryen princess. Raised in the shadow of kings and dragons away in Storms end, she is betrothed to a careless, drunken prince she barely knows... only to find her heart drawn to his dangerous, mad younger brother. In a court where love is a weapon and loyalty a gamble, Aelynn must navigate fire, fury, and forbidden desire. ⋆༺𓆩𐂂𓆪༻⋆ Aerion Targaryen x OC

𝐿𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓇𝒶 𝐻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇, 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹, 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃. 𝒴𝑒𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓊𝓂 𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝒯𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇-𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒽, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝑔𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓈, 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜 𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓃. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈-𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒜𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓃'𝓈 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒

'Perhaps the seeds of madness are sown in the womb' Princess Vaella Targaryen walks the knife's edge between courtly grace and quiet ruin, her ambitions igniting when she crosses paths with her cousin. In the game of fire and blood, some flames are too bright to survive. 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 AERION TARGARYEN X FEM!OC. VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC. ©MONZIEE 2025.

Aerion Targaryen x targaryen!wife reader nsfw, breastfeeding kink, smutty

𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 (𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗) 𝘿𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚; 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩. 2025 Aerion Targaryen x female oc Does not follow storyline of Akotsk ! #1 in House of the Dragon 🏆

"Love is a dangerous thing for a princess. For Lyraenys, it was the cage that turned a songbird into a true dragon. She is happy in his arms, and that is why we all should be terrified" Lyraenys 'Star-Flier' Targaryen of House Targaryen. The first in her name and the one who was believed to bring back hope in the Seven Kingdoms. She hadn't gone mad like the most in her family. She was kind, patient, and saw the light even in the darkness. Lyraenys was raised by her mother, who saw her as the future of the Seven Kingdoms. She would one day rule the Seven Kingdoms. She raised Lyraenys to be a strong, loving girl. But her father had other plans. He saw his daughter as a pawn in his quest for the throne. He married her off to her cousin, Aerion, hoping to bring him closer to the throne. After years apart, Aerion and Lyraenys reunite in marriage, bringing joy to many. Maekar hopes Lyraenys can tame his son because of his madness. But what they don't know is that Lyraenys is fragile, both like a flower and a bomb. Because after all, she is still a Targaryen. After a few months of happy marriage, and Aerion's most cherished dream coming true, a new knight arrives in the kingdom who might just cause some trouble.......... I don't own anything from AKOTSK! Or anything else related to ASOIAF! I only own Lyraenys and this story!

Clarice cleared her throat. "I can't reach my feet," she said simply. Aerion stared at her. He looked at her feet, then at her face. His expression flickered between irritation, disgust, and then something else. Something swift and sharp and much too vulnerable that he buried before it could settle into features. Aerion let out a short, humorless breath. "Pathetic," He dropped to one knee.