They call him the 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻'𝘀 𝗗𝗼𝗴. A Stark who serves as Helaena Targaryen's sworn shield. The realm calls him a traitor, the Greens distrust him, the Blacks despise him, and yet he refuses to leave her side. Through the Dance of the Dragons, Connan Stark learns that protecting Helaena's life may be easier than protecting his own heart. Connan has spent his life serving no cause but his own. Charming when it suits him, insufferably arrogant when it doesn't, he has never believed in destiny, duty, or love. He finds himself caught between rival queens and a princess who haunts his every thought. The realm calls him traitor. Both sides question his loyalties. Yet through every tragedy, he remains where he has always sworn to be, at Helaena's side. And when the gods finally come to collect their debts, Connan discovers that saving Helaena may cost him everything.

꧁ Men in the River WARNING: 18+ The contents of this book will be very heavy, including descriptions of gore, mature scenes, and mental health issues. When they brought Morenae Tully to court, she expected only her first taste of noble life beyond Riverrun. Instead, she catches the eye of the dragon's prince, becoming entangled in something far more vile than she imagined. In secret, she finds not only a dangerous enemy but an infatuation surpassing pride and family honour, and a hatred rooted just as deeply in their veins. Some years later, a mysterious death in her family unearths secrets threatening everything she once saw through rose-tinted glasses. Grief gives way to suspicion, plots begin to surface, forcing Morenae to ask herself, what truth is worth? Is the cost worth her name? A daughter, a son, are they deceived or are they the deceivers? All the while, the men in the river remained.

"This crown you have placed upon my brow, mother, is a death sentence." Viserys asks for a boy-heir and the gods grant him a daughter with the rage of a Targaryen and the wit of a Hightower. A HoTD fic. [Targtower!oc] trigger and content warnings and full summary inside. best read with a black background

Merlin learned to read the world in patterns; Aelwen learned to hear its heartbeat. He stared at horizons as if they held secrets meant only for him; she sat beside him without demanding why. When destiny seized him-prophecy and power carving his path-she did not plead, did not chain him. She named what they were: two souls walking apart, yet tethered by memory. Years split them. Merlin carried the weight of sight and restraint; Aelwen wandered exile, bending her magic to heal where the world bled, where soil, bodies, and hearts refused to mend. Villages feared her not for ruin, but for the quiet upheaval she left behind-wounds closing, earth sighing, death hesitating. When they meet again, magic bends, prophecy shatters, and the world shifts to hold what they choose. Not all bonds are written. Some are carved, some are claimed, and some are strong enough to hollow space where fate once ruled.

Paranoia reminds you that no place is truly safe. And for Naella Targaryen, she was cursed with knowing the worst paranoia of all. How everything and everyone would end. S1 ~| Completed S2 ~| Ongoing S3 ~| S4 ~| S5 ~| S6 ~| S7 ~| S8 ~|

Aenar Targaryen, Son to Rhea Royce and The Rogue Prince, had no desire to be remembered merely as the Prince of Runestone. When the chance for greatness appeared, he seized it, determined to carve his name into the history books.

None who witnessed the match between Prince Maekar Targaryen and Princess Lihua of Leng could call it a happy one, but few royal marriages were fashioned for happiness. There had scarcely been time enough to comprehend Dyanna's loss before the king began speaking of remarriage, insisting that Summerhall required stability, that Maekar's household had fallen into disorder without a lady to govern it, and that six motherless children could not be left to nurse their sorrow alone. But all Maekar could think, each time the subject arose, was that Summerhall already belonged to Dyanna. To bring another woman into her keep was sacrilege, and thus, their marriage became known as a union of absence, between them stretching a gulf neither seemed willing to cross. Maekar Targaryen x OC