It's night in King's Landing, but queen Alicent can't find any sleep. Memories arise - of a time when she and Princess Rhaenyra were still close... The images of the past lead the queen back through joy and betrayal, renunciation and longing. How did they become who they are today? Did Rhaenyra even think of her anymore? And if so, was there any chance for them left?

Across the Narrow Sea, two dragons nest on the coast of Pentos. Viserys and Daenerys are the last of their kind, the last-born Targaryens. On their quest to take back the throne from the Baratheon usurper, they rely on the kindness and generosity of Illyrio, and Lyla Bay, the girl with hair as red as blood. Lyla and Daenerys have a flame between them, one that has been there since childhood, one that others attempt to extinguish. Lyla Bay has known nothing but sacrifices her entire life, and will continue to make it her familiar as her darling lover Daenerys goes on her conquest to free Westeros from the iron grip... which may come with a price, one neither will be willing to pay.

When the Pirate Queen of the Caribbean goes on a great voyage to find a new adventure, she sets course to the east where she would make new enemies. After she sails east to make new friends, and meets the dragon queen who seems have captured her wild heart. (I don't own GOT, just my OCs)

A shortish Game of Thrones crackship story, cuz yolo. (Arya Stark x Daenerys Targaryen) It is a LOLternate version of Season 8. In my eyes Arya x anyone-who-isn't-Gendry is a crackship to be honest (although Arya with anyone to me is weird, but I still decided to write this. So...) *I do not own these characters* Hope you enjoy

Isadora Phoenix is a 17 year old girl who would rather ride her horse and go hunting than listening to the Septa's talking. But... "You're to marry Loras of the house Tyrell, Dora." That was to what Isadora had returned after she and her brother came back from hunting. Her father had planned his oldest daughter's future. But that wasn't what she was planning to do. Story takes place: s. 1-present So this is an Daenerys x OC fanfiction. I'm using the series' plot, because in book one Daenerys was 13...Enjoy!

Sansa Stark and Isabelle Bennett, two best friends seperated. They made a promise that they would always be best friends but after fourteen years when the two are reunited, they realise that both have changed in ways they couldn't imagine.

(A Game of Thrones Fan Fiction) A house almost ripped from existence by King Robert Baratheon's rebellion, not unlike the legendary Targaryen family. One member remains. A fiery girl of sixteen, Nyla is the last member of the Firebearer house. Saved by the kind heart of Lord Eddard Stark when she was only a baby. The Firebearer house is an ancient one, they came to serve at the side of the Targaryens when they fled Old Valeryra and were faithful soldiers and servants to them for centuries. The warriors of the Firebearer house are legendary, some saying they rode on dragons alongside the Targaryens. It was said that a member of the Firebearer house could gain the knowledge and skill of battle from their ancestors through meditation and could sense when a member of the royal family was in danger. Therefore they made the perfect protectors for the house of fire and blood. Will Nyla Firebearer serve House Targaryen as her ancestors did? Will Daenerys Targaryen be tamed by her?

"Did anything good come from your time in King's Landing?" Sansa shrugged, "I did fall in love, but that's a different story." [Sansa Stark x fem OC] [Season 1-7] [Completed]

Alysanne Stark has one hope for saving her family. That hope is Daenerys Targaryen Ice and Fire. They have an odd habit of coming together. [DAENERYS TARGARYEN] [SEASON 3 - 8] [COMPLETED]

After a year and a half Myra returns to King's Landing to visit her family. Having time to reflect on the last year, she decides to confront her past. However, when she returns she finds King's Landing, and Daenerys, are more different then she expected. (Sequel to Fire and Blood) *All characters except my own belong to George R.R Martin*