He was made of clay and iron; She was made of fire and dreams. a knight of the seven kingdoms aphroditelure, 2026

"You are still too young. Too innocent." "My innocence died with her." ser duncan the tall x fem!oc

~Yes, desire is so different when God bore you hungry. I could have devoured anything and still have been starving~ "While dragon dreams affect only those with the blood of the dragon, the dreams that plague the disciples of the Church of Starry Wisdom are far more sinister, driving their dreamers almost mad in the process. Established by the Bloodstone Emperor, the first usurper and the last ruler of the mythic Great Empire of the Dawn, the church worships Nyarlathotep who is called "the Haunter of the Dark", and dreamers of the church are haunted by the faceless god that they claim dwelt in the antechamber to hell. Many scholars believed the Bloodstone Emperor to have been the first High Priest of the church, a practitioner of the dark arts, necromancy, and cannibalism. His descendants are said to be inheritors of his torment and treachery, bound to the very same deities he once enslaved himself to." In which Naerys Targaryen, born Zhong Zilan, disputed bastard of King Viserys I, traitor wife to Gwayne Hightower, foresees the impending downfall of the Targaryen dynasty, and despite her desperate attempts, she finds herself powerless to prevent the inexorable march of death and destruction that looms over her family. Haunted by grotesque visions, her plight underscores the tragic futility faced by those burdened with foreknowledge in a world where destiny cannot be altered. Gwayne Hightower x YiTish OC

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 ❝ and spite's as good a reason to take his power. ❞ ╰┈➤ a knight of the seven kingdoms fanfic ╰┈➤ duncan the tall x fem!oc ╰┈➤ following the akotsk series ╰┈➤ I DO NOT OWN AKOTSK !!!

HANDS TURNING LOOM... SPOOL OF GREEN, SPOOL OF BLACK... DRAGONS OF FLESH WEAVING DRAGONS OF THREAD... --- She grew out of control, like an untreated wound. She had Aegon right in her hands, her serpent like hold tightening on him, choking him with all of her ideas and lies. Roselyn Hightower was now a threat. A dangerous one in brightly colored gowns and pearl jewelry. Otto knew, the only way to kill a snake was to cut it's head off. --- ( DARK! AEGON II TARGARYEN x OC ) ( HELAENA TARGARYEN x OC ) [ SLOW UPDATES ] --- { STARTED & COMPLETED: MARCH 12, 2024 - ? } +Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN any part of House of the Dragon ( I wish I did.. ), its plot, lines, or it's characters. I do, however OWN MY characters and every single one of their stupid jokes, so PLEASE don't steal my stuff. This WILL be based on the TV Show ( Sorry to all of my book fans out there! ). WARNING: Swearing ( medium ), blood, death, mentions of PTSD, ( brief ) mentions of alcohol use, ( slight ) parental abandonment, loneliness, sassiness and stupidity, ( brief ) smut, and dark / yandere. The typical GOT / ASOIAF stuff.. { I re-used the pre-done format for one of my old discontinued stories, so it could be tagged / labeled. Also sorry to those who were fans / read the old discontinued story. }

❝ Every time a Targaryen is born the Gods flip a coin and hold their breath. ❞ Baelor grew up as the son of the infamous Daemon Targaryen. Duty was something that was never considered in the boys mind. To be king was never on his list either. Getting pulled into marriage opened up a rift between kin. Then kin against kin, dragon against dragon, became a war of death. Daenys was her parents only daughter. Their treasure and pearl. But once war breaks out, she's forced to perform her duty. Fighting for her mother's right was more important to her than some betrothal to a northern lord. She didn't belong there. She knew that. But yet, a yearning pulled her further into the depths of the cold harsh North. (Seasons one - ? / Fire & Blood) (Rhaenyra Targaryen x male oc, act i - ?) (Cregan stark x female oc, act iii - ?)

𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃'𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍 - 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 In the twilight years before the Dance of the Dragons, the realm turns its eyes to a prince born in shadow but rising in flame. Prince Maekar Velaryon. The firstborn son of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Ser Laenor Velaryon... or so the court is meant to believe. Though many murmur that his true sire is Ser Criston Cole. In the shadow of civil war, the boy must learn to survive the thorns of court, the venom of legitimacy, and the cruel truths of blood. What becomes of the prince who yet wears no crown, yet holds the entity of a realm on his shoulders? 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐂 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍

"She may be out of Valarr's life, for now, but there wasn't a day where he hadn't thought about her" Amaryllis Baratheon was a young, sweet, wise girl. She had her whole life ahead of her, and it looked promising. Especially when the son of the heir to the Iron Throne falls head over heels for Amaryllis after she attends his name day with her family. During the feast, he knows for sure: she's the one. But after the feast, Amaryllis disappears from his life. He never forgot her. When they meet again at the Ashford Knights Tournament, he's overjoyed, but she no longer remembers him. She's lost part of her memory after a horse accident. Valarr tries everything he can to make her remember the feast days, how close they were back then. And he does everything he can to win her over. I don't own anything from AKOTSK or something else from ASOIAF! Only this story and Amaryllis!

She was never meant to love him. And yet, it had always been him. Princess Allyria Targaryen was wed to her twin, bound to a marriage forged in duty and fear, to a man whose temper burned hotter than dragonfire. But in the shadows of the Red Keep, she found something gentler. Something dangerous. Prince Valarr Targaryen-the heir's heir, the moon to her star-was always there. In whispered conversations, in stolen glances, in the quiet moments when Allyria needed someone kind. He held her hand when she gave birth. He loved her children when others would not. And slowly, irrevocably, what should have been comfort became something far more perilous. As rumors coil through the court and history threatens to repeat itself, a young Prince Aegon-Egg-stumbles upon a truth that will change everything. One secret. One choice. One moment that sends him running from the Red Keep... and straight into legend. This is a story of forbidden love, family loyalty, courtly intrigue, and the quiet tragedies that shape history long before the songs are sung. BOOK 1 in "The Dragon's Hoard" Series