Before the great war, dragons dotted the sky like birds. After it, the few that remained fled north, vanishing from the lands of men, fading from reality to legend. Many years after the war, Aurora and her family would have a historical encounter with the last three dragons in the world after they were discovered by hunters dispatched by the paranoid King, long after they were thought to be extinct. These three dragons would elevate Aurora and her Kin from oppressed northwestern peasants to the most powerful family in the world. With dragons and men mingling once again, another great war is looming.

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... It may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

A person never simply falls from the sky - only riders who aren't one with their dragon. ❪ Fem OC x Aaric Graycastle ❫ © 2024 SPOILERS FOR IRON FLAME ARE INCLUDED!

(this is a fanfic of the empyrean series by Rebecca Yarros and this follows on from where onyx storm left off all rights go to RY ) Lies betrayal and secrets nothing new in violets life but what happens when her search for her newly found husband unravels everything she knows, can she find xaden is there any of her xaden left to be found? I will not die today, I find him

The Tourney of Ashford brought many things celebration for a lord's daughter's nameday, dancing, jousting, political controversy... and even tragedy. But what happens when a princess arrives a day before the rest of her family and finds herself in the tents of a certain Baratheon... and a certain tall knight? This is the story of Vaela the Valiant a Targaryen princess who longs to do what is right for the people of the realm, even if it means standing against her own blood. And this is only the beginning.

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿ Remember You ✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･* Prince Valarr Targaryen and Lady Aelynora Martell

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ( 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 )

Born of spite, fostered in pity, shrouded in fear. Malaeya Lannister was a mystery to every soul in the Seven Kingdoms and far beyond. Many a song written in her name, yet few eyes had laid upon her. Locked away in the Red Keep, a need budded within her. A need for love. A need for life. But she never expected just what would suffice that need. [Seasons 1-8] [Robb Stark x OC] [Started: December 30, 2021] [Finished: April 21, 2023] [277,263 Words and 1K+ pages] [WILL CONTAIN MATURE THEMES LIKE SEX, PROFANITY, DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE, AND MENTIONS OF INCEST] BEST RANKS: 🥇 #1 in Richard Madden #1 in Jaime Lannister #5 in Robb Stark #10 in Jon Snow 🥈#116 in Game of Thrones 🥉 #2 in Kit Harington

She was born of two Targaryens , her father a king, her mother a princess who had been a queen in all but name, locked away by a holy man who feared what she carried in her blood. She inherited their silver hair, their violet eyes, their particular talent for surviving things that should have broken them. He was born fourth. Overlooked. Too much of everything the court didn't want and not enough of anything it did. They legitimised her with a dying king's breath and a name that tasted like iron. She took it. She wore it. She learned to carry it quietly, the way you carried things too heavy to put down. The Red Keep held them both, corridors and banquets and tournaments and gardens at night. A thing that had no name because neither of them would give it one. The world was already fracturing. She felt it sometimes, in the way her brother laughed too easily at things that weren't funny. He felt it in the way the court watched Daemon and smiled too carefully. Neither of them said it out loud. Some silences are louder than anything. Some losses happen before the dying. Some things end before the war. This is one of them. All characters and the world of A Song of Ice and Fire belong to George R.R. Martin. No copyright infringement is intended. Daelys Blackfyre is an original character created for this story. This is a work of fan fiction written purely for love of the source material.

With the help of Ser Arthur Dayne, Robert Baratheon falls dead in the Trident and the rebellion ends. Rhaegar then sends Ned Stark to Tower of Joy to bring back Lyanna and their unborn child but Ned Stark has other plans. Not for Catelyn fans and Ned Stark fans. Rewrite available in my profile. A Prince of House Targaryen