The heart of a Targaryen was said to be one dipped in fire and blood. They ruled the skies with their dragons, danced through the flames of death and controlled the direction of the wind. All from an Iron throne. Rhaella Targaryen was the youngest daughter of King Viserys and Queen consort Alicent Hightower. She was cunning and calculating, knowing how to slither her way out of the situations she often found herself in. Visions and prophecies were both a curse and a blessing for the princess, and when the dragons began to dance she used them as motive for every action and sin she committed. First completed writing March 2023

Enemies to lovers. OOC Rhaenyra ⚠️this was my first hotd fic so keep in mind some canon/universe details may be wrong and characters may act ooc because this fic helped me learn them to write them better. just a prior warning before you decide to dive in⚠️ First daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor, Naerys. A warrior, a student. A girl without a dragon. Second son of Alicent and Viserys, Aemond. A warrior, a student. A boy without a dragon. They hate each other. Pitted against tone another since the year they were born. Who's stronger, faster, smarter? But sometimes bitter hatred has a habit of turning into blossoming love. Sometimes isn't always. Will they burn as one? Or will a war suffocate them in the ashes? Book spoilers!!!!

"𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞" What if Daenerys Targaryen had a twin, and this twin was taken to Winterfell. The wildest of the Targaryens was raised in the north in secret. A dragon raised among wolves, trying to survive the game of thrones. [Season 1 - Season 8] #1 on gameofthrones #1 on asongoficeandfire #1 on theongreyjoy #1 on robbstark #2 on asoiaf #3 on daenerystargaryen

Cregan Stark/OC - NOT self insert SMUT teehee-characters are aged up and any smut that happens is with them of age Jacaera Velaryon, twin to Jacaerys Velaryon. Second in line to the Throne, born the spitting image of her great-grandmother Alyssa. She's always by her brother's side. But one word plagues them as they grow: bastard. It is ignored. They try to ignore it. But there are uncles to remind them of the word. Uncles that they train with, that they're supposed to be close with and love. Jacaera is not so lucky. She is cursed. Because one of her uncles takes an unwelcome interest in his child niece. Terrorizes her until there is nothing but fear. It is this that prompts a move. A relocation with their newest baby brother. Peace after an eventful funeral. But then feelings resurface. Fights at dinner. And Rhaenyra is usurped by the very same uncle that terrorized Jacaera. She will do anything to garner support for the rightful Queen. Treat with any Lords she must. There is one, however, that she might take more of a special interest in. One that could win the war. One beautiful northerner. Lord Cregan Stark. She needs his support. Among other things. Jacaera will have his support. And she will win the war for her mother or die trying.

❝ 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰. ❞ (House of the Dragon Fanfiction) (Aegon II Targaryen x Dragonseed fem!oc) 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬: - Best Aegon fic in the ARMAGEDDON '24 fanfic awards (Thank you to @leafninjaShay for nominating me 🫶🏽)