She died once protecting her brother and returned to a new life with all her memories, power, and cunning intact. Alicent of House Hightower is no ordinary child. With emerald eyes threaded in gold and golden auburn hair, she charms nobles, wins the love of the common folk, and bends loyalty to her will. By seven, she is already shaping Oldtown and teaching the world that kindness can be a weapon. Behind every smile, every innocent question, lies a mind that reads hearts and schemes with precision. As the Targaryens falter and the Dance of Dragons looms, Alicent's every move changes the course of Westeros. Queens rise, Kings fall, but one girl will ensure history bends to her design. viserys x fem!oc x ? hotd x hp

A Tangled-esque retelling incorporating a female OC x Cregan Stark. Oc is NOT a self-insert. At 2 , Aelora Velaryon was beloved by all. Including those outside of her own family. The heir to be, a beautiful Velaryon with long, flowing golden hair, she was the light of the court, Rhaenyra's little flower. She had to be, given that Rhaenyra nearly died while pregnant. It was that which made her a prime target for the plot for a rise in rank. A rash, silly thing. A dare more than anything. And yet, Aelora Velaryon finds herself stolen from her cradle on horseback going North with no one but a strange man to provide comfort. Aelora knows nothing of the life she is supposed to have lived. She knows only of her father keeping her safe in her tower and those lights. The lights she has begged to see every nameday since she could remember. Yet her father has kept her in that tower through fear of the unknown, forcing Aelora to see them only from afar. Until one day, that changes. When a lordling from a Northern house is chased into her tower by a group of wildings. Suddenly, that dream doesn't seem so far away. Perhaps Aelora will get everything she ever wanted after all.

"She appeared in the middle of the court, her eyes full of curiosity and fearless wonder. It was impossible to avert your eyes from the young Valyrian girl." Selene found herself inside the story after accidentally ruining her friend's favorite book. It would have been better if it weren't in a book like Game of Thrones. A little too much for a bottle of water. This is a fanfiction I originally posted on Ao3

What if someone from our world transmigrates into Laenor Velaryon from ASOIAF/HOTD??? He has the powers of Percy Jackson. What changes could he bring with the powers of the son of the Sea God Poseidon in the timeline of Dance of Dragons?? Read to find out.

Waking up as a child after being run over by a truck was already a wild experience but waking up again as a princess of the Targaryen dynasty, right in the peak of its power? All I can really say is: what the hell. I expected to reunite with my mother in heaven, not open my eyes in a royal cradle. And yet... here I am, reborn as Helaena Targaryen.

Rhaenys Targaryen, third child of Rhaegar and Elia, was just weeks old when King's Landing fell. Hidden away in a nursery, she was saved by a dying maid-and found by Ned Stark. Choosing mercy over vengeance, Ned took the girl north, raising her in Winterfell as a ward under tight-lipped protection. Now grown, with war brewing and a betrothal to Robb Stark binding her to the wolf pack, Rhaenys must navigate love, loyalty, and the truth of who-and what-she truly is. I don't own the world or characters - they belong to George R. R. Martin and HBO. This is a fan-made work for fun and creative exploration.

"I cannot sing for you. You want me to sing you the songs of the south, where the pretty ladies fall in love with the brave knights and all is well with the world. I don't know those songs. I only know Northern songs, about winter and wolves, and you can pretend all you want, but those songs will be sung once more". Cover by @pepperronys Copyright O.T'Gan 2019.

Born of dragonfire and sea foam, Maerys Boldheart was never meant to wear a crown, only to steal them. A Valyrian bastard by blood, a pirate by choice, and a queen by fire, she carved her name into the tides of history with sword and storm. They say she has no mercy, no loyalty, no heart - only vengeance. But beneath her fury lies a secret the seas themselves could not bury. When the Iron Throne sends its dragons to tame her waters, the storm answers back. For every crown forged in fire, another shall rise from the sea.

She died on the freeway, wearing dragon wings and Visenya's sword. A fan of House of the Dragon, a lover of history and heartbreak, she thought she knew the story. She never expected to wake up in it. Now Vaelyra Targaryen, second daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, she is born into a doomed dynasty-one she refuses to let burn. Armed with knowledge of the future, she becomes her sister Rhaenyra's truest ally, her father's guiding hand, her younger siblings' secret guardian, and the court's silent storm. The Dance of the Dragons will never happen. Not if she can help it.

IN FIRE AND SNOW ROBB STARK X OC COMPLETED GAME OF THRONES FANFICTION When the war for the Iron Throne begins, a forgotten Targaryen rises from the ashes. Princess Maerya Targaryen, the younger sister of Daenerys Stormborn, has lived her life in her sister's shadow, trained in diplomacy, forged in fire, and bound by blood to a destiny she never asked for. But when the King in the North, Robb Stark, sails to Dragonstone seeking alliance, duty collides with fate. What begins as strategy becomes something far more dangerous, a love born in the heart of war. Together they'll face dragons, betrayal, and the night itself. Yet for all their power, it is mercy, not fire, that might just save them, and reshape the Seven Kingdoms forever. In a world of ice and fire, two hearts learn that peace is the bravest kind of victory.