A political marriage between Tywin Lannister and Daenerys Targaryen. What would have happened, if Tywin Lannister decided to wed Daenerys Targaryen? How would the history of Westeros change? Lord of Casterly Rock understood that King Robert was no good for the realm, of those 3 million gold dragons the crown had in debt with the Lannisters was any proof. He switched his eyes to the East, over the Narrow Sea. He will wed the last Targaryen and bring his house to its highest glory. How would history change, if Jon Arryn had sent a raven to Casterly Rock before he died? All credit goes to George R.R. Martin. This story is different from the original, although most characters are the ones from GOT. The edit of the fanart is made by me

don't play games with a 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 who can play 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 book 𝒐𝒏𝒆 in 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 series

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.

Plots hatched from the moment of her birth brought her to the most dangerous castle in the Seven Kingdoms, and she was none the wiser until it was too late. Meant to be no more than a pawn, she was forced to assume the role chosen for her and turn the tides on those who thought themselves the best players in the game. . with Synnøve Karlsen as Lady Amalia Hightower . HotD S1 - onward . All credit for original characters and original plot goes to George R.R. Martin for the A Song of Ice and Fire book series and the Game of Thrones television series. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the show. Thank you George, for creating the world of ASOIAF. Thank you all, for reading. . I do not at any point in time give permission for my fanfiction content or original characters to be used for any purposes outside of my writing. I own all original characters appearing in this fic and do not consent to the usage of my story by anyone other than myself. Readers are welcome, plagiarizers are not. Written from January 14, 2025 -

Nereida, the spirited and headstrong daughter of King Thalor, ruler of the vast and mysterious ocean, has always been fascinated by the world above. Despite her father's warnings, she ventures close to the surface, watching ships sail across the waves, enchanted by the lives of mortals she can never truly touch. But no human captivates her more than Prince Jacaerys Velaryon-the dragon-rider with the blood of Old Valyria, who seems as much a creature of the sea and sky as she is. When a terrible storm wrecks Jacaerys' ship, Nereida defies her kind and rescues him, carrying him to shore. She sings to him-a voice like the tide, both sorrowful and sweet-before vanishing into the sea, leaving only the memory of her touch on his cheek. Jacaerys awakens haunted by the sound of her voice, desperate to find the woman who saved him, even as war looms on the horizon. Desperate to be with him, Nereida makes a dangerous bargain: legs in place of her tail, but at the cost of her voice. Walking among men for the first time, she finds herself in the halls of Dragonstone, where Jacaerys-though drawn to her-does not recognize her as the siren who saved him. Their love grows in stolen moments, yet war approaches, and without her voice, she cannot tell him the truth. But when fate intervenes and she regains her voice, Jacaerys finally sees her for who she truly is-the woman who saved him, the one he has been searching for. Against all odds, he takes her as his wife, binding their fates together in love and war. Yet their happiness is fleeting. The realm is on the brink of chaos, and Jacaerys is called to fight for his mother's throne. As dragons take to the skies and the Dance of the Dragons begins, Nereida is thrust into a world of blood and fire, forced to fight for the love she sacrificed everything for.

In a world where the faith of the Old Ones, ancient and faceless gods residing in the green wood, once thrived among the First Men and the Children of the Forest, a shift occurred with the Andal Invasion. The Faith of the Seven gained prominence, leading to the destruction of weirwoods in the southern realms, except for the Isle of Faces guarded by green men. However, in the North, the faith in the Old Ones persisted, with every castle maintaining a Godswood and a heart tree adorned with mysterious faces. Unlike other mortal gods, the identity of the Old Ones remained elusive, represented only by weirwood trees, sometimes resembling a horned deity. The rulers of the First Men, instead of adorning themselves with precious helms, chose antler helms, considering them divine symbols connecting to their bloodline origins. Enter Jay, who, after a reincarnation, unexpectedly becomes the God of Life, Xerneas, inadvertently revitalizing the faith in the Old Ones. This sets the stage for a story exploring the clash of ancient beliefs, the resurgence of a forgotten faith, and the mystical journey of a Pokémon deity reborn in a world torn between dead and living.

||Complete|| Princess Allaena Targaryen, youngest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, was never meant to shape the realm. Cherished and bold, she lived free of duty-until love bound her to Ser Criston Cole, her sworn protector and secret heart. When she's wed to a Dornish prince for politics, it's Criston who stays at her side, raising children that bear his blood, though the realm must never know. Now King Viserys is dead. The Dance of the Dragons begins. Rhaenyra calls for her loyalty. Her family demands her choice. But Allaena's true allegiance lies with Criston-and the legacy they've built in the shadows. As war ignites, Allaena must decide: protect her family... or fight for the future only fire can claim.

She really wishes to be reincarnated in a fictional world and never go back but reincarnated in the HOTD world is not really part of her world-she-wish-to-be-reincarnated. Waking up in a dark, eerie place filled with dark red fog is not what she expected, especially a dragon bigger than Balerion in front of her. Aemond Targaryen suffers from the torment his brother and bastard nephews gave him for not having a dragon until he saw an unknown dragon, approach him. (Some parts of this story might not follow the original plot and some characters might be different from the original characters)

Every morning Daelyra Targaryen wakes up and chooses violence. (Figuratively, at least.) It might be because she's Daemon Targaryen's daughter. It might be because her soul is from another world. It might be because her dragon blood runs hotter than most, and that means more than she knew it could. It might be because the dragon that chose her is the most vicious of them all. It might be because she's a woman on a mission. So many might-be's, but one thing is certain: she wasn't meant to exist and the sole fact that she does was enough to knock the world ever so slightly off its axis. Why not change it further? Or: Targaryens really aren't human and expecting them to conform to human standards rarely ends well. And sometimes an unhinged woman with an unhinged dragon is all the world needs to prevent a disaster long in the making. * A House of the Dragon Fanfiction. A story about family, growing up, magic, dragons, and maybe saving the world a little. * The chapters are typically 8-11 thousand words long so I split them for easier reading. * Cross-posted on: Tumblr - https://aboutdragons.tumblr.com/ AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/43121373/chapters/108369012 Scribblehub - https://www.scribblehub.com/series/699684/the-thing-about-dragons/ Do not repost.

From the heart of forgotten ruins, a girl emerges-no name, no past, only whispers of a flame that should have burned out long ago. Dragons still roam the skies, but the fire she carries is one that even they have not known. The world is waking, and with it, old secrets stir. What path awaits her, no one can say-but the flame she carries has waited far too long. ------ Based on TV series "The House of the Dragon" by HBO, all characters, besides my OC, and places belong to the Writers of the TV series and the author. I dont claim anything to be mine, just doing this Fanfiction for the fun of writing stories aside the main plot.