I do not own House of the Dragon! 🥈 in Jacaerys 《Started 22nd March 2026》 《Finished 《Edited

❝𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐚, 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.❞ 𝘼 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙖𝙧. {Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem!OC} {Based on the HBO show}

Upon the twenty-second day of the tenth moon of the 130th year after Aegon's Conquest, Rhaenyra Targaryen passed from this veil of tears. Her half-sister, however, was left to drown in her own. [PostDance AU]

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."

Some stories begin with love. This one begins with a promise. She was promised to the wrong prince. Princess Aelora Velaryon has spent her entire life believing duty comes before desire. Betrothed to a prince she never chose, she prepares to sacrifice everything for the peace of the realm. But some hearts refuse to obey kingdoms. And in a court where dragons still rule the skies and every smile hides a secret, even the most carefully arranged future can unravel. In a world where love can start wars and crowns are heavier than steel, the future is never decided by promises alone. Because fate has never cared for promises. And neither do dragons.

The story is about two Targaryen girls who were able to change the fate of the inhabitants of Westeros, break centuries-old traditions and improve the fate of all. Love and hate will clash with each other

What started as simple infatuation became a strong, obsessive desire. Aegon Targaryen saw himself conflicted. His enemies daughter was all he wanted, and he would not be denied what he wants.

In the bloody realm of Westeros, a dark and dramatic tale unfolds. The young daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen, burdened with a legacy of power and betrayal, returns to the ominous streets of King's Landing after her mother's tragic death. Determined to reclaim her rightful place as a Targaryen and master a formidable dragon of her own, she embarks on a perilous journey of freeing the people of tyrants heavy fist. Among the shadows of the Red Keep, she crosses paths with Aegon Targaryen, a brooding figure bearing the weight of his ambitions. Their meeting is charged with tension, as secrets and hidden desires simmer beneath the surface. The Iron Throne beckons and their fates become inexorably entwined, setting the stage for a cataclysmic clash that will shatter the realm. [don't read if sensitive + i reserve all rights over this fanfic, fictional storyline and oc's i give no permission to "taking inspiration" out of it or etc]

"All the things she said, all the things she said Running through my head, running through my head All the things she said This is not enough "

dancing with dragons makes you want to burn. house of the dragon (aphroditelure, 2026)