Before her marriage to Daemon, Rhaenyra Targaryen bears a daughter with Laenor Velaryon-Aemyra Targaryen, a trueborn dragon in both blood and spirit. While Rhaenyra once dreamed of raising a future queen, what she creates instead is something far more dangerous: a cold-blooded tactician, a ruthless enforcer. Aemyra is more dragon than girl, a creature shaped by fire, ambition, and the brutal truths of succession.

༻| 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈 |༺ ❝𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲.❞- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦-𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯. When fate intervenes and entwines the bastard spare daughter of Rhaenys Targaryen with the Rogue Prince. 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐲𝐬 (𝐎𝐂) | 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏| ── •✧• ── ⋆⋅༻✦༺⋅⋆ ── •✧• ── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 [𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ~ ] ©ixfixite_ | 2024

"Am I my father's daughter-or something better?" Exiled as a girl. Forged as a dragon. Valora Royce Targaryen is coming home. #1 - RheaRoyce (6/13/25) #1 - Vale (6/25/25) #1 - Game of Thrones (6/27/25) #1 - Royce (6/28/25) #1 - Jacaerys (6/29/25) #1 - Targaryen (6/30/25) #1 - House of the Dragon (7/8/25) #1 - Daemon (8/6/25) #1 - Aegon (8/12/25) #1 - Alternate Universe (8/20/25) #1 - Rhaenyra Targaryen (8/20/25) #1 - Dragon Princess (8/30/25) #1 - Aemond Targaryen (10/8/25) #1 - Runestone (10/12/25) #1 - Eyrie (10/12/25) #1 - Thrill (3/30/26) #1 - Game of Thrones (4/1/26) [ targaryen oc / against the realm ] © 2025 aemswp

She wasn't born to rule. But she was born too dangerous to be ignored. In a kingdom built on fire, blood, and ambition, Rhaella Targaryen grew up between two worlds. Daughter of the king, sister of princes and princess, Rhaella cannot claim the Iron Throne, but her name echoes dangerously close to it. Born in a court of lies, she learns early that there are no righteous sides, only survivors. When the succession to the kingdom is split in two, Rhaella finds herself caught between duty, desire, and violence-navigating forbidden relationships, unstable alliances, and decisions that could condemn or save her own home. In this story, there are no heroes. Only dragons... and those who dare to ride them. Various Characters × Targaryen Female OC! ·˚✎ 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 #1 in #Targeryen #2 in #hightower #3 in #asoiaf #5 in #Luke #6 in #asongoficeandfire #6 in #hotd #6 in #houseofthedragon #7 in #Alicent #9 in #Housetargaryen

Rhaegar Royce-Targaryen was never supposed to exist. Born in secret at Runestone in the Vale, the only son of Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce, he was the product of a single drunken wedding night - a child his father never acknowledged, raised entirely by a mother who was too proud to ask for anything from the man who had abandoned her. Lady Rhea gave him her grey eyes, her bronze stubbornness, and her name before his father's. She gave him Runestone. She gave him everything. When she died, he inherited it all - the castle, the title, the Vale lordship - and ruled it capably at seventeen with her cousin Gerold Royce at his side. He did not think of King's Landing. He did not think of dragons or thrones or the silver-haired family that had never once thought of him. He was, in every way that mattered, a Royce. And then the King's invitation arrived.

Ser Criston Cole angrily declines Princess Rhaenyra's offer to remain her lover even after her marriage to Laenor. He takes it as an offense to his honor. He becomes her sworn enemy afterward. But what if he had not declined? What if he had stayed with Rhaenyra instead of Ser Harwin Strong? What if Jace, Luke, and Jofferey had been Criston's sons? Excerpt below: ********************************************* I cannot separate Rhaenyra from the realm. But I must need assurance. "Rhaenyra..." I let her name linger on my tongue. I hardly ever get to call her by her name. I remove the scarf on her head hiding her hair and let it fall on her shoulders. I take her finger in mine. I brush the red scars on her nail beds. I finally speak what is on my mind. "If we marry, the realm will lose a good queen. And I cannot let that happen." She looks at me, still worried. A resolution forms in my head. It is not perfect but will be an acceptable compromise for both of us.

Fate offers Ser Criston Cole and Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen a second chance at life. Both awaken in their younger bodies, burdened by the knowledge of the war, betrayal, and heartbreak that once tore their world apart. As Criston returns to the moment before his fateful choices, he is drawn once more to Alicent Hightower, hoping to rewrite his legacy. Meanwhile, Rhaenyra, scarred by memories of her fiery end, chooses anonymity as she navigates a past she knows too well. With destinies entwined and memories intact, both must decide whether to change the future-or repeat the same tragic dance.

Vaera Targaryen wasnt going to be pushed around. She was taking control of her life and the men in it. 🐉 "We are a half written story without any ending." ⚔️ All explicit and otherwise intimate relations are done by consenting fictional adults above 18. More Vaera! Illicit affiars harwin/ criston The joker and the queen / Daemon / harwin Haunted / aegon most characters belong to GRRM

||Complete|| Princess Allaena Targaryen, youngest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, was never meant to shape the realm. Cherished and bold, she lived free of duty-until love bound her to Ser Criston Cole, her sworn protector and secret heart. When she's wed to a Dornish prince for politics, it's Criston who stays at her side, raising children that bear his blood, though the realm must never know. Now King Viserys is dead. The Dance of the Dragons begins. Rhaenyra calls for her loyalty. Her family demands her choice. But Allaena's true allegiance lies with Criston-and the legacy they've built in the shadows. As war ignites, Allaena must decide: protect her family... or fight for the future only fire can claim.

Lady Arianwyn Targaryen, Lady of Runestone, was not born of love. Nor passion. Nor even a sense of duty. She was seeded by her father, the Rogue Prince Daemon Targaryen, in an act of unbridled hatred, and borne of her mother, the late Lady Rhea Royce, as a desperate grasp at revenge. But even a child born of such darkness can find her way to the light. With her mother dead, and father flown across the Narrow Sea with a new wife, the girl is taken in by her Aunt, the Queen Alicent Hightower, to be raised among the little family she has left. There, she finds her cousin, Prince Aemond Targaryen. As they grow, the two find themselves indelibly bonded. The two spend long nights in the palace library together, studying the histories of both Old Valyria and the First Men, seeking to understand who they are and where they fit in the world. But finding that place proves more difficult than in the fairy tales they read. The seeds of disaster were laid long before they were born, and as tensions in the family rise, it seems as though their places may begin to diverge. Will they be pulled apart when the dragons dance?