Visenya was born in silence, beneath shadows even dragonfire dared not reach. Her birth was a secret, kept by those who understood that some lives are not accidents - they are omens. Daughter of pure Valyrian blood, forged in a bond unspoken and unblessed, she came into the world with eyes like storms and fire beneath her skin. No one truly knew what she was. Not at first. But the flame knew. And when it stirred, it did not rise alone. With her came something older than crowns and thrones - a whisper of Old Valyria, reborn in flesh. She was never meant to rule but when her House stood on the edge of ruin, it was Visenya who burned brightest. She came to remind the realm that fire was never meant to kneel, and the blood of the dragon does not fade - It conquers. _______________________________________ ⚠️ Disclaimer Credits: This story is based on the world of A Song of Ice and Fire by George R. R. Martin and the HBO series House of the Dragon. I draw inspiration, characters, and scenes from both, with no profit intended. Thanks to ChatGPT / Gemini lol for helping with ideas and images, and to the artists whose visual creations I used as reference.

Evangeine Miller was just eighteen when illness stole her life in modern-day Scotland. But her final wish - to live among the Targaryens she adored - was heard by the gods. She awakens not as herself, but as Serenya Targaryen, the Dragon's Jewel: the eldest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, beloved by the people, bound to a dragon born in her cradle. Armed with memories of the story to come, Serenya holds a secret gift: a book only she can read, The Jewel's Chronicle, its pages blank and waiting for her to change the fate of her new house. But Serenya is rewriting history. And the Dance of the Dragons may never be the same.

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.

History remembers dragons. It forgets the ones who walk willingly into their fire. Born the youngest child of Princess Rhaenys Targaryen and Lord Corlys Velaryon, Laenys grows up dragonless in a house defined by flame. While her siblings soar, she drifts toward the sea-toward forgotten stories, forbidden shores, and the monster no one dares name. When war steals everything she loves, Laenys seeks the one dragon who has never known a rider. The Cannibal, ancient and savage, waits among bones and ash. She does not come to conquer him. She comes to surrender. What rises from the fire is not a queen, nor a hero-but a legend born of grief, chosen by the darkest flame of all.

Aonung x OC When a female Omaticaya falls from her ikran into the sea after losing consciousness in the midst of her fleeing from the enemies, she is washed outside the reef of Awa'atlu where her unconscious body is taken to the shore by an ilu. The Olo'eyktan and Tsahik decides to take the unconscious girl in their home and aid her back to consciousness, when she wakes up, Aonung proposes to help her adapt into life in the reef as they come to discover new feelings together each passing time. 𝗔/𝗡; Might delete 🥲

·˚ ༘₊·➳ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐋 ༊*·˚ {𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍} ❝𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂.❞ Guided by prophecies and driven by the fate of the world, the daughter of the sun and the son of the sea uncover the hidden truths about their divine heritage and forge unbreakable bonds in their quests to avert impending doom. {ᴘᴇʀᴄʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ} {ᴘᴇʀᴄʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ x ᴏᴄ} {ᴘʀᴇ- ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪᴇғ - ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴀɴ} {ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛᴇᴅ sᴏᴜʟs sᴀɢᴀ} {sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 21, 2024 || ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ: ᴀᴘʀɪʟ 5, 2024}

The wind howled through the bare branches, a chilling reminder of winter's harsh grip on the land. Snowflakes danced in the moonlight, casting an eerie glow over Malfoy Manor. Inside, the warmth of the hearths did little to comfort Narcissa Malfoy as she readied herself for bed. The manor, usually a fortress of calm and control, seemed unusually restless tonight. A sharp, unexpected knock echoed through the grand hallways, startling Narcissa. It was late, far too late for visitors. She hesitated, her heart pounding as she approached the front door. The knock came again, more insistent this time. She reached for her wand, clutching it tightly as she opened the heavy door. The icy wind whipped around her, but no one was in sight. Narcissa frowned, scanning the empty grounds. Just as she was about to close the door, a faint whimper caught her attention. She looked down and gasped. At her feet was a small basket, swaddled in heavy furs. Inside, a baby girl with striking white hair and vivid purple eyes peered up at her, innocent and curious. . . . . This story will be updated weekly (when I'm back to my normal schedule. For now, I can only update every 2 weeks). I hope you all like it! P.S. Haven't decided who will be her endgame, but we'll see how the story will eventually go. As of the moment, it could be Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle (his ghost; still debating this), or maybe I'll make up a character in the future.

Sometimes, a throat slit doesn't end in death. Not entirely, at least. For many people death was the end but for her it was just a beginning... Xaden Riorson x OC ___________________ All characters, other than my own original characters, belong to Rebecca Yarros. The main world belongs to the Fourth Wing book, as does the main plot.

╰┈➤ IT ALL FELL DOWN ➤ House of the Dragon x The rings of power (Elrond X OC) __________ " 𝙂𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩." " ___________ || THE DAY THE CROWN FELL SILENT FOR THE BIRTH OF daughter; Rhaenrya was happy for the birth of girl after boys. But her joy ended..... VISENYA TARGARYEN, the daughter to a land swarmed with problems, step daughter to a man who is losing his mind, daughter to a stepmother that cares for only her sons... she soon finds herself in a situation she never wanted to be in.... one where fighting for this kingdom will the ultimate sacrifice.... [ FULL SUMMARY INSIDE ]

She was named Visenya Targaryen, she lived as Joanna Snow, and she was reborn as Lucerys Velaryon. This is the life and rebirth of the Princess that was Promised and how she stopped thee tragedy that befall the dragons, giving the future the tools they needed to survive the Long Night. This is the life of Lucerys Velaryon, trueborn daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Ser Leanor Velaryon. The Pearl of Driftmark.