Valarr Targaryen was never meant to survive the spring. Yet he did. They said the spring had brought new life to the Seven Kingdoms. They were wrong. For Prince Valarr Targaryen, spring had brought only death. It had been a year since he had buried his first wife, Keira of Tyrosh-the woman he had loved, the woman whose memory still haunted the halls of his heart. But grief was a luxury a future king could not afford. Valarr was the heir to the Iron Throne. And an heir without an heir of his own was a danger the realm could not tolerate. So, before the first anniversary of Keira's death had even passed, Valarr was commanded to marry again. His bride was Viserra Rosewood, a seventeen-year-old girl who had done nothing to deserve a husband who did not want her. Viserra enters the marriage hoping that perhaps, with time, she can make her husband love her. And then came Prince Jacaerys Targaryen. Valarr's cousin. Aerys Targaryen's son. Charming, reckless, and always looking for his next amusement. When Aerion offered him a wager-one that challenged Jacaerys to make the new wife of the heir fall for him-Jacaerys could hardly refuse. After all, what was a little game between princes? He only had to make Viserra Rosewood fall in love with him. That was all. But games become dangerous when hearts are involved. And Jacaerys Targaryen was about to learn that the easiest woman to win... could become the hardest woman to lose. Because Jacaerys never expected to fall for Viserra. Viserra never expected to betray her husband. And Valarr never expected to realize that the wife he never wanted might become the woman he cannot bear to lose. But before the spring dies- someone will lose their heart. And someone will lose everything Because spring does not last forever. Some things are destined to die before the spring does.

Valarr Targaryen had lived a lifetime already, lost enough people to make his peace with the fact that he would soon be gone as well. The universe seemed to have another plan for him because while his entire family died, he remained living and breathing. Distraught and lost, he seeks refuge at Summerhall with his uncle and cousins. The council tries to call him back, but his uncle is adamant on giving Valarr three months of peace - three months of him teaching Valarr what he thinks his brother would've wanted to teach his boy. There, he forms an unlikely bond with his odd cousin Daenys.

"She had always been cold as the winter, but suddenly, a flame stepped into her life. Would she be warmer? Or would she melt." Malissa is the eldest daughter of Lord Beron Stark. He arranges a banquet, but for who?

𝘢𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 -- 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯/90𝙨 𝘈𝘜 1986. Italy. more info inside...

Elara Starfall had grown up surrounded by treasures from distant lands, learning the value of every stone, every alliance, and every promise made in a merchant's hall. When her father brought her across the sea to negotiate a grand jewel trade with House Targaryen, Elara expected nothing more than a business arrangement. A master of precious gems and ancient treasures, House Starfall has always remained neutral... until Elaras fate becomes intertwined with the blood of dragons. When she is invited to the Targaryen court, she finds herself trapped between two princes who could change the course of her life forever.

Brown sugar is a nickname for heroin, and Valarr Targaryen lives in 2015 New York. Karina Mehil is a genius with no family connections and a slight dismay for the Targaryens and their history. The question is, will either of them be okay with knowing they're who the other wants to be? Valarr might have Vogue covers and be an insane Tennis player but Karina is very capable of beating him at his own game. The dragons are dead, but power isn't.

Celestia Dayne, Lady of Starfall, Princess of Dorne, was said by many to have been blessed by the Gods themselves. Born tan skin, dark hair, and with a pair of striking violet eyes that looked celestial themselves. Her soft, angel like features clashed with her strong Dornish blood, giving her what people said was an ethereal look. As Celestia grew, so did her reputation throughout not only Starfall but Westeros itself. She had always been a quiet girl, an observer of sorts whose expression seemed to rarely change. Her eyes, they spoke for her more than she ever had to. The people spoke of her looks and gentle demeanor more than anything else. And indeed she was beautiful, yet eerie. Like there was something she knew that the rest did not, like those eyes let her see straight through people. The people of Starfall would call her The Fallen Angel, The Mourning Star, The Beauty of Dawn. Those names carried themselves with travel. As spring came around, the flowers began to bloom, and so did her eight and ten nameday. Baelor Targaryen, in hopes of maintaining a relationship between the Daynes and Targaryens, encouraged a tournament to be held at Summerhall in her honor. Celestia's father obliged willingly, Celeste not as enthusiastic, but out of duty. Please feel free to comment, ask questions, share thoughts, and more! This is my first time writing in a few years! I have an art portfolio due which will be taking up a lot of my time, but after May 8th I should be updating regularly, if not daily. Thank you!

Born of fire and blood, Princess Y/n Targaryen is a child adored by the court, her beauty and innocence earning her the name Y/n the Sweet. But behind the gilded walls of the Red Keep, cruelty and danger lurk. Her twin, Aerion, is merciless and unpredictable, testing her patience and her heart at every turn. When tragedy strikes with the death of her beloved mother, Y/n is left vulnerable in a world that rewards strength and punishes weakness. Amid the shadows of grief and courtly intrigue, her cousin Valarr Targaryen appears a boy of fire, charm, and secrets. Drawn to each other by fate and desire, their forbidden love threatens to ignite a flame that could consume them both. In a realm where duty clashes with devotion and love can be as dangerous as war, Y/n must choose between the heart she yearns to follow and the crown that demands her obedience. Flames of Duty is a story of passion, betrayal, and the impossible choices that define both love and power in a world built of fire and blood.