Baelon Targaryen lives! Aemma Arryn was promised by her grandmother that she would never marry without love and only when she wished. While her cousin Viserys has pursued her since she was eight, she has no interest in him. His father, on the other hand, catches her interest almost immediately. Aemma arrives at court to take care of her grandmother and instead falls in love. Some people might not see it with good eyes, but she doesn't care. I had so many requests for this story that I finally decided to write it.

Reborn into the House of Lannister, lets win the game of thrones shall we.

Lumophile: a love for light Her kindness was known throughout Westeros. The Golden Lioness, the Lion Queen, the Gentle Lioness. And so, how can he not fall in love with the Golden Light of the West? Rights to the owners. I DO NOT OWN THE COVER! I found it on the internet

"Brother. I have some conditions before I agree to this union. They are non negotiable." 🐉 King Viserys Targaryen lost his wife in child birth and everyone is pushing him to marry. He only saw one suitable match. ⚔️ Half of my heart // viserys // daemon has all the backstory, time skips and exclusive additional ending All explicit and otherwise intimate relations are done by consenting fictional adults above 18. Most characters belong to GRRM #1 in houseofthedragon on 10/6/22 🥰🥰 #1 in viserystargaryen on 10/10/22 🐉 #1 in viserystargaryen on 10/14/22

Women are supposed to be soft-spoken proper and homemakers and Rhaella Lopez was everything but she was fierce, loud, blunt and deadly. Her family had never been able to accept her but the FBI loved her it was her home, the only place other than the marines that gave her comfort. When she dies and is given the chance to become her favourite TV character she takes it. In her second life, she will thrive and anyone who gets in her way will remember the words Fire and Blood.

As the realm mourns the loss of Queen Aemma, King Viserys finds solace in the arms of a most unlikely companion - the enchanting Anna Hightower , daughter of the King's Lord Hand. But amidst grieving hearts and political turmoil, a daunting question looms: will Rhaenyra, the King's strong-willed daughter, embrace the love her father and Anna share? Sparks fly alliances shift,, the dance of the dragons begins, threatening to tear apart House Targaryen and plunge the realm into chaos. (OC) Anna Hightower x Viserys Targaryen I do not own House of the Dragon nor any of the characters I only own my OC's and my plot changes

A modern man finds himself in Westeros after his untimely death. More specifically, in the body of no one other than King Viserys I Targaryen, the man who set the path to one of the bloodiest conflicts in the Seven Kingdoms' history. Armed with knowledge of what is to come and with a strong will to not let it happen, he is going to stop at nothing to change the destiny of his new family and save the House of the Dragon, and the whole of Westeros, from destruction. (This is my first time writing a story and I'm not fluent in english, so please be patient with me 🙇‍♀️) 🐲🐲🐲 Or canon!Viserys gets replaced by someone with an actual spine and that puts his family first. This is a feel good story for everyone that felt personally victimized by how fucking tragic canon is. A lot of fluff and wholesomeness and little to no drama/angst because George already gave us enough of it to last for a lifetime. If you want to see the Targs being happy and cute, this is for you. (I post it on AO3 with the same title, I am the real author, LazyProcrastinatorr)

"While I was within that crypt, words were spoken by Tyrion; he revealed Daenerys's plans to Lady Sansa in hopes it would reach you, she found only Tormund before she could make her way to you." Varys tells me, my brows furrow as he continues to speak. "They have begun to plan for what may happen after Daenerys's rule begins, and it does not start until your life is taken." Shock passes over my body, Odanno's hand rests on my forearm to steady me. I shake my head as realization floods in. "I know why. I know why she plans to kill me." I say, Varys looks at me with intensity in his eyes. "She must wipe away all other claims to her throne, Jon will only be next in line for the slaughter." "But you are a bastard, you have no claim." Sansa says, taking a step toward me. "No, it's all been a lie. Every story I've heard about my parentage, all of it. Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark were married in secret. My father never raped my mother, they were in love with another. Robert's Rebellion was built on a lie, and Jon is my brother. Jon is Aegon Targaryen, born only minutes after I came from my mother's womb." They stare at me in shock, eyes not moving from my own. "Sam and Bran pieced it together, working with Bran's visions and Sam's knowledge be learned at the citadel. Jon and I swore one another to secrecy in fear of Daenerys, just as your all must be now. No one can know of this, not even those you trust the most." "You are the true Heir to the Iron Throne." Varys breathes, silence passes over all of us. Tormund moves first, falling to one knee as he takes my hand in his own. He holds my eyes for a moment before he bows his head to me. Odanno follows, sinking to one knee as his head bows. Varys takes a knee beside him, snow coating his black coat. I watch in shock as Sansa sinks into a low curtsy, bowing her head to me.

Fire. Pain. So much pain. Then nothing. "All of your dragons will be returned to you, even the one that was lost. But choose better this time. A prince you need." I woke up with a startle, gasping for air like a dying woman. However, as my hands went to my chest I realized I was no longer a woman. I froze, holding still, before rapidly throwing the blankets off my body and rushing towards my mirror. There, being reflected was none other than a four and ten namedays girl. Me.

Female Harry Potter is reborn as Alicent Hightower after making abet with Death that she can prevent the Dance of the Dragon's from ever happening. Balerion, Vhagar and Meraxes decide to get involved too... Well chaos ensues Marauder style Both the Blacks and Greens find themselves facing off against a very different Alicent one who is determined to protect her children with the ferocity of a nesting mother dragon.