When Daemon Targaryen discovers an ancient hidden cave filled with forgotten treasures, dragon eggs, Valyrian steel, and mysterious paintings of half-dragon Valyrians, he unknowingly awakens Nila Valyrian-the last true Valyrian. Immortal, ancient, powerful, and possessing wings, horns, scales, a tail, and extraordinary magic, Nila reveals that the Targaryens are descended from her bloodline. As she becomes part of their family, she brings forgotten dragons, ancient magic, and knowledge back into the world. Through war, love, loss, marriages, births, and generations, Nila builds a family she once believed she had lost forever. She marries Daemon and has children of her own, creating a new generation of dragon-blooded descendants. But immortality comes with a price. Nila watches the people she loves grow old and die, carrying their memories with her as the Targaryen bloodline continues. Eventually, after losing Daemon and all of their children, Nila enters hibernation once more, leaving behind a kingdom filled with her descendants and hundreds of sleeping dragons. One day, when the blood of the dragon needs her again, Nila Valyrian will wake.

"In the shadow of dragons, she shall rise, The realm's sun, in silence wise. Drawn to the prince where darkness dwells, Her heart will bind what war compels. Through fire and blood, where kin divide, She alone will bridge the tide. When light and dark, in her, entwine, The realm shall heal, and dragons align." In a realm torn by dragons and divided loyalties, Alysanne Velaryon grows up in the shadows, drawn to a dark prince whose fate is entwined with hers. As she navigates family betrayal, a forbidden love, and the looming war between Greens and Blacks, her quiet strength may be the key to uniting a fractured realm.

Jaehaerys Targaryen should have been a scandal, a rumor, or a corpse. Instead, he becomes the impossible. Born the publicly known son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, he is sent across the Narrow Sea as an infant with Ser Arthur Dayne, seven petrified dragon eggs, and the last fragile remnants of a ruined dynasty. He grows up in exile. In dragonlore. In prophecy. In the shadow of a family torn apart before he was old enough to know it. And instead of returning to Westeros, he goes to Valyria. There, in the smoking ruins feared by the world, Jaehaerys does the impossible-he wakes dragons, masters the Doom, and begins breathing life back into the dead heart of the Freehold. Slaves are freed. Old powers stir. Daenerys Targaryen is drawn into his rising kingdom. And the boy Westeros forgot becomes something far more dangerous than a lost prince. A dragonlord. But Valyria is only the beginning. Because when Jaehaerys finally turns west, he does not come as a beggar asking for his birthright. He comes with dragons, with power, with a realm already taking shape behind him-and Westeros will have to decide whether to fear him, follow him, or burn beneath him. This is the story of exile, dragons, blood, conquest, prophecy, and the making of a king who was forged in ruin before he ever reached a throne. Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction. I do not own the canon characters, settings, or worldbuilding; all rights belong to their respective owners. This version of Jaehaerys Targaryen and the original AU elements are unique to this story.

What if there was a third brother? What if there was a third prince from House Targaryen - a son of Prince Baelon Targaryen and Princess Alyssa Targaryen, rider of Aegarax- the son of the Black Dread?

She has her mother's dark hair, her father's violet eyes, and absolutely no interest in behaving. Born in the frost of Runestone and celebrated in the gold of the Red Keep, Daella Rhaen Targaryen grew up wild, willful, and wanted for nothing. She is a scholar, a rider, a fighter, and a shameless flirt-and the only person in the Seven Kingdoms who truly terrifies Daemon Targaryen. The Rogue Prince knows exactly what men want from a princess with silver in her hair and fire in her blood. He just never expected to be raising one. Before the Dance, before the dragons fell, there was a girl who refused to burn quietly. Some sparks start revolutions. Others just start fires in their father's heart.

One stormy flight carries Daemon Targaryen through enchanted mist to Ceraea, a secret realm ruled by the ageless fae-queen Victoria. A single night of fire-lit passion leaves her pregnant and him gone. Months later Daemon learns he has a half-fae daughter, Vissera, whose dragon-dreams foretell ruin. While Victoria fights to shield the child, Daemon must choose between crown, family, and the forbidden love that could unite-or incinerate-two worlds.

Nova Smith has had a hard life the moment she was born and placed in an orphanage. She was just coming home from getting groceries when a Truck decided to hit her. If her day couldn't get any worse she now is standing in front of a god from a fictional series she enjoyed giving her three wishes for accidentally killing her. Read to find out what happens. I DON'T OWN HOTD/GOT/ASOIAF they belong to HBO & George R.R. Martin and Ryan Condal. I only own my characters and the plot of my book. 🚧 UNDER CONSTRUCTION 🚧

Lyarra Snow/Visenya Targaryen spent the first six years of her life being bullied and hurt by people who were meant to love her or at least care, but after she almost died. The old gods and The Valar took pity on her. She had new adventures, new friends, and family, but the call home to take what us hers is still strong. Will she go home in the end? Or will she stay? Please note that all mature scenes will be marked as (M) in the chapter title. OC x Multiple

Uri and Aemond were at a crossroads. To stay or to go... 🔥 "Im the one who burned us down" 🐉 Beautiful cover designed by McForst!! Most characters belong to Grrm x fate winx saga Book 1 Mastermind Book 2 Afterglow

Visenya Targaryen, the eldest surviving child of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, was always expected to rule by everyone-until her father began calling her "his fiery curse." Born with a temperament more dragon than human, she's too fierce, too honest, and too ready for blood in the eyes of a king who prefers peace. When Aemma dies giving birth to Rhaenyra's stillborn brother, and the King names Rhaenyra his heir instead, the realm sees it for what it is: a deliberate rejection of the daughter most fit to rule. But Visenya does not kneel quietly. She turns and does things her way. And when Marriage is on the horizon she wants to marry a man who can match her and so they look North where men are warriors. It's as if it was written by the Gods, Visneya the Unchosen was the Chosen one all along.