Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.

After the death of his son, Baelon, and his wife, Queen Aemma, Viserys I Targaryen has felt lost and alone. His daughter hated him for his decision, but she wouldn't listen to his explanations. The Maester had made it clear that Aemma was not going to survive this birth. Was he a monster for trying to at least save his son? In the end, Baelon did not make it through the night & was put to rest alongside his mother. Almost 6 months after his wife's passing, he met someone. He knew it was crazy, but it felt like love at first sight. His Hand's eldest daughter, whom he had never met, had come to Kings Landing unexpectedly. She was a woman of 19 who had made a deal with her father that she would marry whomever he wanted her to without argument if he simply allowed her to travel the world for a few years. She left her home a quiet and lonesome child of 16 and came back a beautiful, elegant, and full of fire woman of 19. Her name was Annora Hightower. When Annora had her 19th name day, she received a letter from her father, Otto Hightower, telling her that her time was up and she was to come home. However, he was in for a rude awakening. For her strings were her own now. No longer would she be his to toy with, and she refused to allow her father to corrupt and torment her little sister, Alicent, any longer. If she must, she would take Alicent's place in whatever fucked up plan that her father had come up with to achieve his power. © angel-legend, 2024 Notes: ~WARNINGS- there will be smut! Chapters marked [Chapter]* contain smut ~Hightower bashing! ~Don't like my story? Then don't read it :)

''All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing. '' 🐉 Davina Targaryen, how it all started. To be read in conjunction with Fire and Blood. All the missing years and time skips, plus bonus ending. 👑 Most characters belong to GRRM Join me on Davina's journey. Spin off of Fire and Blood // Daemon Spin off of Reputation // Viserys // Daemon Spin off Fury // Harwin strong Beautiful Cover designed by mik4elsons

[Currently Editing] Daelora Velaryon was known by many as the sea dragon, the eldest child and daughter of the Sea Snake and his wife the Queen who never was. Though Westeros was never a safe space for a woman, even one owth a dragon. The King will remarry and Corlys is no better than Otto. She can't say no, all she can do is suffer away until she finally escapes. Mature Themes

Being the eldest son has its perks and it's downfalls. Vaelon endured both. Witnessed the realm favor him over his brothers for merely having white hair and witnessed the cruel treatment the queen gave his mother. The only person that gave him an escape from it all was Helaena, his sweet Helaena. The best of them all, the only Green he would protect with his life. So what will happen when he is suddenly at the head of a war he didn't know was coming. Helaena × Male oc ☆Mature content☆ All rights go to HBO and George R.R Martin. I do not own any of the characters only the ones I made and will be making.

Daenerys Stormborn was born a twin to Jaehaerys Stormborn, the two were the very reason their mother was dead and their older brother, Viserys, hated them both for it. At the first chance he got, he sold them both to high nobility, one to the Khal Drogo, and the other to the King of the North, Robb Stark. The damage both marriages would bring to the realm were only foreseen in the eyes of the gods. Book #1 in Robb Stark series

Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025

In the shadow of the Iron Throne, three forgotten dragon-blooded heirs return like a bad omen made flesh... Daemon Targaryen's trueborn triplets by the Lady of Runestone, raised far from court and bound by a secret none dare name since the day they vanished into the Smoking Sea and came back... altered. Alyssa Blackwing, fierce as wildfire and cold as steel, stands between her brothers, Aeryn Silktongue, starving for love like a blade for blood, and Aerys the Red Ruin, a smiling catastrophe in crimson, while kings choose heirs, queens die, wars are waged, and the realm learns too late that dragons are not the only things that burn. Between sworn oaths and whispered bargains, velvet beds and blood-soaked tourneys, their private war of devotion and rivalry coils tighter each night, until even family becomes temptation, loyalty becomes a weapon, and the crown itself begins to look less like destiny... and more like a curse.

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Alice Hightower may share the same face as her twin sister Alicent, but she doesn't wear the same chains-where Alicent is bound by duty, Alice is ruled by desire, and freedom.