An Aerion Targaryen Fanfiction At the great Ashford tournament, knights ride for glory, ladies for honor, and princes for spectacle. Lady Alysanne Dayne intended to be nothing more than a spectator. Until the attention of a dragon falls upon her. Prince Aerion Targaryen is dangerous in every sense of the word. Proud, cruel, and utterly unpredictable. Men fear him. Women avoid him. Alysanne does neither. And dragons are not known for ignoring defiance. "You dislike me," Aerion said softly. "You make it very easy." His violet eyes glinted with amusement. "Good. I should hate to be boring to you."

Daenys Targaryen tenía apenas catorce años cuando fue enviada a Dorne con el propósito de fortalecer la unión del reino. Al partir, dejó atrás lo más preciado para ella, su familia, convencida de que quizá nunca volvería a verla. Sin embargo, el destino le concedió el regreso... aunque no como lo había imaginado, pues nada volvería a ser como antes.

Emily, criada en un burdel en la calle de la seda,con muchas ilusiones de tener una vida mejor a la que tiene, creyó haber sido elegida. Aerion Targaryen acostumbrado a tener y tomar todo lo que queria; la miró como algo suyo . Pero el destino tenia planes diferentes para ambos.

𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔞 𝔗𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔡𝔰 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔭 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔦𝔫. In the shadow of the Red Keep, beneath banners stitched with three-headed dragons, two children are born beneath the same cry. He is fire. She is ash and air. Prince Aerion Targaryen grows sharp-edged and brilliant, a creature of pride and fury. The court whispers early that there is something wrong in him - something too bright, too cruel, too hungry. They call him monstrous long before he earns the name. Princess Aerea is his twin - soft-voiced, silver-eyed, and deceptively fragile. The smallfolk call her little dove. They mistake her gentleness for weakness. They do not see how closely doves and dragons share the sky. Bound by blood, sharpened by grief, and haunted by a mother lost too soon, Aerion and Aerea grow into something dangerous - not merely siblings, not merely husband and wife, but two halves of a single, volatile flame. He burns for power. She burns for him. In a court ruled by duty and watched by gods who delight in cruelty, love becomes obsession, grief becomes madness, and devotion turns feral. The realm will remember Aerion as Brightflame. It will whisper that he was mad. But madness is rarely born alone. And when fire consumes everything it touches... It does not ask who it destroys.

❝Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss a coin and the world holds its breath.❞ - A Targaryen (madness) and a Stark, (greatness) a match made in anything but heaven, said by the very gods above themselves or so the people whisper. -

"Goodbye papa, please prey for me" - Seasons In The Sun - 2023 Remaster Vaella Targaryen was a delicate, melancholy beauty, whispered about in ballads and spoken of reverently by her own parents. She moved like silk through the world-soft, luminous, untouchable. And yet Aerion Brightflame had decided she was something to be torn apart, piece by piece, with teeth and claws. Cover by @marvelgirl_10 !!

Daenerys Targaryen died a queen. She wakes in the age of Dunk and Egg, when the Targaryens still sit the Iron Throne and dragons are long gone. Armed with the knowledge of the future, Daenerys plans to make sure history never repeats itself. Aerion x Daenerys x Valarr

Cuando el destino comience a cumplirse, Rhaella deberá elegir entre el deber, el deseo y el sacrificio... descubriendo demasiado tarde que, en la sangre Targaryen, el amor nunca llega sin fuego.

Daena Targayren, King Viserys I first daughter. He made her his heir after Aemma and his son Baelon died, Aemma died from complications in birth, baelon died one day after. You and your sister Rhaenyra were devastated. After your father named you heir. He married Alicent Hightower, you felt betrayed since Alicent was your best friend, was indeed. Soon after they married Alicent birthed a son. When you found out you surely thought Viserys would name him heir, he didn't tho or so you thought?...

ــــــــ 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝐼𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑- 𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡. ﮩ status ــــــــــﮩ٨ـ ongoing ﮩ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍-𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖶𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗌, 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖺𝗅, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖠𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖳𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗒𝖾𝗇, 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾. ✧ Slow-Burn / Tension-heavy / Enemies to Lovers / Morality vs. Desire / Psychological tension / Control vs. Surrender / Complex characters / Smart FML / Dual Consciousness ✧ New Book Cover!