Born from a queen's death and a king's cowardice, Princess Vaemma Targaryen grows beneath the red stones of the Keep like a pale and poisonous flower, all moonlit beauty, silver hair, and venom sharpened by years of consequence denied. She is not fragile, not petulant, not some trembling little princess breaking cups for sport; she is worse, a woman who has learned that rank can make cruelty charming, that beauty can turn malice into music, that no one dares strike the king's unwanted daughter no matter whose blood she draws. To Viserys, she is the living wound he cannot bear to look upon; to Rhaenyra, the sister born from their mother's butchered body; to Alicent, the first child who ever truly needed her, and therefore the one she loves, spoils, and finally sacrifices. When Vaemma is promised to Lord Ormund Hightower, proud lord of Oldtown and sworn enemy of dragon arrogance, she expects another man to bend beneath the weight of her name, her face, her dragon, her royal rot, but Ormund is no courtier trembling in perfume and candlelight. He is stone, steel, tower-shadow, and judgment. He looks upon the Pearl Dragon and sees not a goddess, but a beautiful, vicious thing that has never once been made to answer for itself. Their betrothal is no love song, but a knife drawn slowly across silk: Hightower piety against Targaryen excess, discipline against indulgence, consequence against a woman who has mistaken impunity for power. And as the realm blackens around them, Vaemma must learn the one lesson no one in her father's court ever dared teach her... dragons may burn men alive, but even dragons can be brought to heel.

As the second daughter of Highgarden, Elara Tyrell expected a quiet journey to the capital. Instead, she is detained on the road by a knight of the Greens who demands her allegiance to King Aegon. When she refuses to break her family's strict neutrality, she is taken to the war camp of Lord Ormund Hightower. Forced to stay under his guard, their initial hostility slowly changes the closer they get to each other. ''My house stands neutral, Ser. And a Tyrell does not swear oaths to a knight in the dust." ━━━ ↳ a house of the dragon story ↳ status ━ ongoing This is a fictional story, I do not own any characters of the house of the dragon only my own created characters

Lynesse Hightower, a troubled young girl who lives in the shadows of her older sister, Alicent Hightower. Criston Cole, her sisters paramour, who's romance has bought him far too much grief, living in the shadows as he prays and hopes for a different fate than his past lover. But after meeting one another, things change, once truth's are exposed, and hatred turns to understanding. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO GEORGE R.R MARTIN & HBO STUDIO

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In the silence of Rivendell, where shadows dance and starlight whispers secrets to the trees, the heart of Ariel Undomiel daughter of Elrond, beats in perfect harmony with Legolas's, though fate keeps them apart, their hearts were once so close, yet so young to understand what love was. In this moment, the world holds its breath, and the ancient forests whisper whether there will be room in this war for their unfinished love story

*COMPLETE* Not every betrothal is a love match, in fact, it's rare that there is ever love between a husband and wife who are promised to one another. But when Alana Velaryon, daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, is betrothed to Gwayne Hightower, brother to Queen Alicent and heir to Oldtown, it certainly is a match made by the Gods. The two court for three years after meeting for the first time falling truly head over heels for one another. That is until Jacerys, Alana's brother, plans a trip up north to see a friend. Having never seen the north, Alana attends with him. Falling in love instantly with Cregan Stark. A feeling she'd never had with Gwayne which sends her into a state of confusion. Guilt eats her alive when she realizes she may be in deeper than she should be with Cregan Stark. 18+ MATURE CONTENT!!! **CHARACTERS AGES AND STORYLINES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO BE SUITED FOR THIS STORY. THIS IS A FANFIC SO YES; BEHAVIORS AND TENDENCIES HAVE BEEN ALTERED. THERE WILL ALSO BE TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR SENSITIVE CONTENT AND SEXUAL CONTENT! IF ANY OF THIS BOTHERS YOU, THEN THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU**

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ " my moon, my man " Princess Gevinessa Targaryen, once known for her wild spirit and sharp tongue, has spent her life despising Prince Valarr Targaryen, the solemn, insufferable heir she could never outwit as a child. When an arranged betrothal binds them together, she is forced to confront not only her resentment, but the unsettling realization that the line between love and hate is far thinner than she ever imagined. As ancient Valyrian rites, family expectations, and her own stubborn pride collide, Nessa must decide whether the boy she once tormented is truly her cage... or something far more dangerous to her heart.

I know the chains of love won't break. House of the Dragon. Gwayne Hightower / Female OC

When the young princess Daenella once lived a peaceful life full of dancing, dragon riding, music and laughter, it all turns sour when her grandfather King Viserys marries her to Gwayne Hightower a man that belonged to a house her mother warned you off but what happens when the snake proves to the dragon that not all is what it seems in stories. ⚠️doesn't follow the full story line of the show some changes like some characters don't die the whole original story belongs to GRRM only characters I created are Daenella, Lelia, Ser Maenor, Prince Aenys⚠️

In a realm torn by duty and honor, Gwayne Hightower and Maelena Targaryen find themselves unwillingly united. Bound by obligations and the weight of responsibility, they have no room for desire or personal longing. And yet, as time passes and their hearts begin to understand one another, they yearn not for good grace or power, but only for each other. ──── ✥ ✥ ✥ ──── ( OC x Gwayne Hightower )