Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

In times of uncertainty, survival depends on measured, deliberate choices-the kind that decide between ruin and triumph. House Targaryen was no longer at the height of its power; with the loss of their dragons, they seemed less like gods among men and more like rulers stripped of divine favor. King Daeron II understood that the loyalty of the great houses could no longer be secured through fear alone, but through carefully woven alliances that bound them to King's Landing. Alara Tyrell, renowned throughout the Seven Kingdoms for her beauty and gentle heart, became an obvious choice. A union blessed by both the Targaryen king and his Dornish queen promised to tether the Reach to the Iron Throne. Yet one question lingered beneath the pageantry: was it truly possible for the delicate peony of Westeros not to wither-or worse, burn-beneath the iron will of the king's fourth son, a man forged in fire and expectation?

In the world of Westeros, where hedge knights chase glory and the absence of dragons cast long shadows over fragile peace, one woman stands at the heart of it all. Elyana Viremore - the comet bride with fire in her blood - is everything the realm expects of a future queen... and far more than they deserve. Married to Baelor Targaryen, she moves through court with quiet power, her calm gaze missing nothing, her loyalty bound fiercely to her husband and their sons. But in a court where ambition festers and cruelty wears a princely smile, even patience has its limits. As tourneys unfold and old rivalries sharpen beneath silk and steel, Elyana must navigate whispered doubts, dangerous princes, and the constant fear that the people she loves most could be taken from her. Because in King's Landing, strength is tested in blood - and comets do not fall without consequence. Some women wait to be crowned. Others ascend.

"𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙮." 𝐀 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐈𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬]

"Perhaps the seeds of madness are sown in the womb, as the maesters say. But unlike Vaella, Aerion was quite the glad child once." 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.

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐒𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐁𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍

Oh, how does one stay afloat when the sea has already them? Ellyn Baratheon had lived untouched by real suffering, mistaking the absence of pain for blessing. Yet even blessings grow thin, and the gods are not known for their mercy when they finally choose to look away. Poor, sweet, foolish Ellyn. Did you truly think happiness was allowed to keep you?

When two dragons meet as one after years of separation Their hearts full of passion and desire despite the lingering questions of rights and wrongs - or - Princess Viserra, oldest daughter of Prince Maekar, has always been a free soul with a playful spirit who searched for freedom rather than commitment throughout her life. But when she turns 22 years of age after isolating herself at Summerhall for far too long, she is forced to revisit King's Landing for the Hand's Name-day Tourney | A Baelor Targaryen x Targaryen!OC FanFiction | | Pre-Season 1 - ?? |

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙥𝙩-𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙨𝙝." The birth of Rhella Targaryen marked the only princess to the heir to the Iron Throne, Prince of Dragonstone, Baelor Targaryen. Along with Valarr, the young prince born minutes before her. Her hair was opposing of her twin brother, long silvery white locks 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

"𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆." 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐁𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐋𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐈𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬]