Shaera Rivers was born from the union of the Great Bastards. Daughter of the two most dangerous shadows in Westeros, Bloodraven and Shiera Seastar. Granddaughter of King Aegon Targaryen the Unworthy, Lady Melissa Blackwood, and Serenei of Lys. Valarr Targaryen was the heir's heir, the golden prince of his age, tethered by honor to a crown he was born to protect. And Shaera Rivers was the bastard's bastard. No matter how noble her lineage appeared, her roots were rotten with the shame of her birth. Their love was a bond that no king would sanction and no realm would ever tolerate. ~ "Who is that?" Kiera asked, her voice tighter than she intended. Lady Ellyn's lips curved slightly. "That is her.. Prince Valarr's beloved." The word struck like a stone. "Beloved?" "Indeed." Ellyn's eyes followed Shaera's hands as the shears moved with quiet precision. "When Valarr looks at her, he sees flowers, lilies, roses, something rare and delicate. But watch closely my dear." Her voice dropped to a velvet whisper. "He sees blossoms... while her hands close only around poisonous weeds." Kiera hesitated. "She looks... fragile. Almost ethereal." "So does frost." Ellyn murmured. "Right before it kills the harvest." Her voice lowered into a silken warning. "Do not let the silver hair deceive you. Beneath that glow is a girl who climbed into a prince's heart using tricks no septa would ever teach. They say... she has enchanted him." Her gaze slid back to Kiera, sharp and knowing. "If I were you.." She said softly. "I'd ensure Prince Valarr remembers the difference between a highborn rose and a common weed before she sows any more seeds in his head..."

In a dynasty forged in conquest, prophecy, and blood, Aelora and Valarr find something dangerously rare: tenderness. From Summerhall to King's Landing, their story unfolds through stolen glances, courtly splendor, political betrothals, and devastating grief. A tragic Targaryen romance about first love, fragile happiness, and the cruel cost of losing it. 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍

Myrielle Lannister jamás imaginó enamorarse de un Targaryen, para ella, eran solo unos incestuosos locos y dementes con coronas. Pero cuando escuchó sobre el Príncipe Valarr, atrapado en un matrimonio sin fruto, una obsesión nació en su mente, no el amor, sino la conquista del trofeo perfecto. Sin embargo, la realidad suele ser más sucia que los sueños dorados. Su primer encuentro no fue en un baile, sino en un choque brutal que la dejó sentada en un charco de lodo, con el vestido arruinado y la dignidad hecha añicos. En ese instante de fría y embarrosa humillación, toda la idealización infantil que había construido se desmoronó. ──── ୨୧ ──── -Bueno, retiro lo dicho, Príncipe estúpido, ni siquiera sabía quién era. ──── ୨୧ ──── -¿Acaso no eran lo suficientemente buenos para la delicada lady de Roca Casterly?

Lysara Lannister

Cuando el deber se combina con el fuego, el mundo puede chocar, rivalizar, enfriarse, transformarse o evolucionar. Los Targaryen siempre eran una moneda al aire, el pueblo contenía el aliento y esperaba milagro.

"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.

Valarr Targaryen x Fem Oc

❛ no existe la bondad en ellos, la realidad de su naturaleza, la única verdad que existe, es la suya. quizás uno arrastró al otro quizás no había forma de predecirlo, estaban condenados. la locura targaryen alcanza a todos sin ninguna compasión, no hay amor, tampoco es una necesidad tan visceral, quizás sí, quizás no, pero es algo más profundo de lo que entiendan. ni ellos, ni nadie, solo los dioses lo saben quizás pero la única verdad que sabían era que no había nada que hacer. arderán como todos. ❜

𝔘𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 ℑ 𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔜𝔬𝔲 ━━━ 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒓 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 Há décadas os Deuses cavavam a cova da dinastia Targaryen. Talvez a Mãe, misericordiosa entre os Sete, tenha piedade desse amor... ou ele será apenas mais uma tragédia gravada na história da Casa Targaryen. 𝔄 𝔎𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔡𝔬𝔪𝔰 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒓 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 x Oc

࣭⸰ ★🐲 ᜔. ✦ ˖( JUDAS ）- Valaena Targaryen fue lo suficientemente ingenua como para creer que el amor protector de su hermano mayor era solo eso: protección. Cuando Aerion cruzó la línea que separa la hermandad de la posesión, la familia decidió "arreglarlo" casándola con su primo Valarr, el príncipe perfecto y honorable. La chica pensó que el matrimonio la liberaría. No sabía que Aerion nunca aceptaría perder lo que considera suyo... y que estaba dispuesto a destruir todo -incluido el hijo que ella ama- con tal de recuperarla. a knight of the seven kingdoms universe. aerion targaryen, valarr targaryen x female!oc. sundiors original fanfiction portada hecha por mi