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The Sapphire Prince | Aemond Targaryen | by cherrymarked
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"You will beg for me to fuck you." Aemond gripped Verena's jaw with one hand, pressing her wrist firmly to the bed, " I know you want to Verena and when you come to me, on your knees begging for me to touch you. To take you. I will sit there and laugh."
𝙺𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙽 ° aemond targaryen by -lifeline-
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kalon (uncountable) Ideal perfect beauty in the physical and moral sense, especially as perceived by Greek philosophers. {House of the Dragon} {Season 1 - ???} {Aemond Targaryen x OC}
𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐞���𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 | 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 by camillecastello
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"Power is not a gift, but a conquest. To survive in this world, we must seize what is ours by fire and blood." The line between ally and enemy is as treacherous as the dragons that soar above Westeros. In a realm where dragons soar and thrones are won and lost, Daenyra Targaryen, the firstborn daughter of Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen, stands at the heart of a brewing storm. Raised amidst the grandeur and treachery of House Targaryen, she must navigate the intricate web of alliances and betrayals during the infamous Dance of Dragons. Daenyra finds herself torn between familial loyalty and her own ambition to claim the Iron Throne. As the realm plunges into civil war, Daenyra plays a dangerous game by feigning allegiances and forging unexpected alliances. Determined to shape her own destiny, she must outmaneuver rivals and confront ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos of war, she must challenge her deepest fears and darkest desires, proving that she is more than a pawn in the deadly game of thrones. HOTD | F&B | FANFICTION Aemond Targaryen x OC
The Dragons Inferno | Aemond Targaryen by ItsMeSyd
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After enduring a loveless marriage for many years, the Rogue Prince was believed to be incapable of fathering a child with his Bronze Bitch. However, a miraculous event shatters this notion with the birth of Vhaela Targaryen. Raised in the confines of Runestone, she remains oblivious to her father's existence until her mother's sudden demise thrusts her into a fateful encounter. Little do they know; this reunion sets off a dangerous series of events as a formidable player enters the scene for the impending dance of the dragons. "The flames of desire rekindle in the embers of love." - Anthony T. Hincks (aemond targaryen x oc targaryen) © 2023 | ItsMeSyd Cover by Selyxe
Bound by Fire and Fate ✔️ by Freeze_you_out
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||Complete|| Vaelyra Velaryon was never meant to exist. The second daughter of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen, she was born with memories of another life - a life where she had seen on a TV Show some of the brutal war known as the Dance of the Dragons. Knowing the fate of Westeros, Vaelyra refuses to be a mere spectator in history. With her wit, ambition, and the advantage of foresight, she devises a daring plan: to claim the Iron Throne for herself. Her greatest ally? Aemond Targaryen, the second son of Viserys Targaryen and Alicent Hightower. A boy once mocked for not having a dragon, Aemond's destiny changed the night he claimed Vhagar, the mightiest living dragon in the realm. With Vaelyra whispering in his ear, shaping his ambitions, he becomes more than just the Greens' deadliest weapon-he becomes a king in the making. Together, they forge an alliance that will shake Westeros to its core. But as the Blacks and the Greens wage war, as betrayals and bloodshed mount, one question remains: can they outplay fate itself and seize the Iron Throne? Or will history find a way to right itself, no matter how much they fight against it? The game of dragons has begun. And this time, the board is changed.
green lies, black hearts by xxpeppermintxx109
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if i knew it all then, would i do it again? - a story in which the bastard daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne with no ambition or lust for power won the heart of a man who could never stop wanting, even when the price was far too high | crossposted on ao3 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros, save for my OC, Shaera Velaryon | cover by @bluecoffeebeanz on tumblr, support the artist pls! they did this as a new years gift and I've finally put it here :,) Do NOT use the art here for your aemond and oc, this is shaera and aemond made for green lies black hearts best rankings - #1 Aegon Targaryen (somehow) - 10/9/24 #1 Religious Guilt - Ongoing #1 Alicent Hightower - 05/19/25 #1 Lucerys Velaryon - 12/22/2025 #2 Fire And Blood - 12/18/24 #2 Game of Thrones - 04/13/25 #26 Tragedy - 06/28/25
A House of Ashes and Roses | A. Targaryen by favblondie1
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"For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo" ~ In a realm where loyalty is law and love is treason, two souls find each other in the shadow of fate. Maegelle Velaryon, daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and twin to the future king, has always known her fate would be forged in duty. Promised to Prince Jaqen Qoheros of Volantis to secure ships and power, she is draped in silks and false smiles-an offering of war dressed as a bride. But, her heart has been stolen for longer than her family knows. Prince Aemond Targaryen, green-blooded, one-eyed, cursed kinslayer, has taken her innocence and left behind something far more dangerous: love. Now bound by secrets and sins, Maegelle and Aemond walk a knife's edge between salvation and destruction. They are heirs of an ancient house split by rivalries and jealousy-sworn enemies, forged in the same flame-and every touch is a defiance, every glance a betrayal. As tensions rise and war take wing, their love becomes a powder keg threatening to ignite the Dance of the Dragons before a single sword is drawn. Their families watch. Waiting. Plotting. But none see the truth that smolders between green silk and black leather. They were never meant to want each other. Never meant to love each other. They were meant to kill each other. It was their fate. Written by the Stranger in the stars above. Love is no gentle thing in the House of Fire and Blood. It is a flame that burns hot-and leaves no survivors.
Star-Crossed | D. Malfoy by favblondie1
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"You fucking hate him." she snarled to her reflection sternly, "You hate him. You hate him. You hate him." She hated that the more she said it aloud, the more wrong it felt on her lips. _ Deep in the history of the Wizarding World, buried for centuries, there is the story of an ancient connection said to tie the souls, bodies and minds of two people. Nothing like the split of a soul into parts, more of two souls fashioned from the same piece of root magic, like calling to like. One in the same, two sides of the same coin. A fold. Soulties they were called, and those that were bound were known as the Soultied. But they were meant to be only legend, haven't been seen in hundreds of years. So what is to happen when the prophecy of the Chosen Ones is set in motion and two people, born on opposite sides of a war, fated to be enemies discover they are in fact real, and even worse, they are bound together for eternity, mind and body. (Helped edit and feed ideas by the lovely @lilbeanwrites, author of Powerful is Her Name)
These Ashes Between Us | A. Targaryen by favblondie1
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Born in the heart of fire and blood, Saera Velaryon, the eldest daughter and heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, was a child beloved beyond measure-a princess draped in adoration, raised to believe the Iron Throne was her birthright. The realm called her *Saera the Spoiled*, for she had never known a world where she was not treasured. But war does not spare even the most cherished. When the Dance of the Dragons erupts, the realm fractures between Black and Green. Prince Aemond Targaryen, the one-eyed rider of Vhagar, stands at the forefront of the war, a blade in the name of his mother, Queen Alicent Hightower, and his brother, King Aegon II. A warrior forged in anger, ruthless and unyielding, but was his sword ever truly theirs to start? Aemond harbors a secret-a devotion that undermines the very cause he supposedly fights for. For all his wrath and violence, his heart has been lost to Saera since childhood, bound to her by longing, by fate, by a love neither of them dared to name. When duty and desperation forced them into an marriage before the war broke, their union was meant to be a bridge between Green and Black, a political bond to quell animosity and resentment. But beneath the weight of war and betrayal, behind closed doors and whispered confessions, *love*-unyielding, undeniable-has already taken root. Their love is a treasonous thing, a flame burning between two sides sworn to destroy each other. And in the end, when the blood of kin stains the realm and dragons fall from the sky, Aemond must make a choice-his family or his wife, his crown or his heart. For what is duty when weighed against devotion? And what is a throne when set against love? _ "And then the storm broke, and the dragons danced."
Password Incorrect by Quidam13
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I can't keep the smile off my face as I take my seat on the plane. I slide my bag under the seat and lean back. I close my eyes and let a blissful smile grace my face. He said I wouldn't be able to run. As if. I'm vaguely aware of someone taking the seat next to mine, but I pay no attention to said person. "So where we headed?" I choke on my own spit as my eyes fly open and whirl around to face the owner of the familiar voice. His eyes are hidden behind those damn sunglasses and a rather smug smile graces his face. I continue choking and he does nothing other than flip through a magazine. That smug smile never leaving his face. "You still haven't answered the question." "To hell." I finally manage to choke out. "Awesome," He flips a page in the magazine, "It's about time I returned home. You know, bodies to burn, lost souls to torture, I've missed it. It'll be fun." *** Nicolette Moore. A name law enforcement agencies across the world know. Though no one's ever seen the face of the world's greatest thief and hacker, everyone knows who she is by name. Nicky. She's an absolute genius. Once upon a time she wasn't the best person in the world. When her family was struggling she made some bad choices to help them through it, but when she tried to get out she got pulled in deeper. Ryder Stevenson. He's the son of the director of the FBI, and an FBI Agent himself. He's the one who brings in Nicky to get her protection from the people chasing after her. He's also the one, who gets assigned to protect her. Neither one of them like each other, and they can't go five minutes without getting in a full blown argument. She's constantly ditching him only for him to show up later and prove to her he's not that easy to get rid of. They're stuck with each other whether they like it or not. But he doesn't know who she really is. What will he do when he finds out? An FBI Agent protecting THE Hacker. The one the FBI have been after for years...this just screams chaos.