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House of the Dragon fanfic After Haidees finds out that she is to be married to a Targaryen, questions start to arise. Not wanting to risk loosing her father, Cregan Stark, over an argument, she begrudgingly marries this man. Little does she know that he would burn down kingdoms just to see her smile. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HOUSE OF THE DRAGON CHARACTERS. ALL RIGHTS GO TO HBO (I do own Haidees, Astrid, Zandu, and Zora)

a story in which family must become friends

[𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐨𝐜] {σɳɠσιɳɠ} ❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳? 𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴-𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯𝘴-𝘰𝘩. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘯. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘣? ❞ Alerah carries no name, no name that merits concern in the political heart of Westeros. Only, she's been indebted to the Targaryens during the midst of civil war, and a tempest in the form of the Greens comes to cloak her in their colors. The second son may soon find what he lacks in court, and Aemond never needs for motivation.

Vanessa Lenorr, eldest daughter of Elmswood region. Beloved, intellectual and kind. A woman who is known for not being seen outside of her castle, has a secret she cannot afford to sell... She is someone who does not belong to this world or realm. A being from another world. A girl who reincarnated into the realm of Westeros now must survive in the Red Keep while making allies and saving herself from her enemies. But as seeing no way back to her world she now must survive in a world adorned with power, bloodlust, betrayal and intrigue, mayhaps love too, while keeping herself away yet near to the royal family to save them from an inevitable doom. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- "My prince, do not listen for they are foolish, I know that one day you will fly the largest, most formidable dragon there is. You mustn't lose hope!' --------------------------------------------------------------------------- "My prince, reading books doesn't make you pathetic! They make you smart and mould you for the court and world!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- "My prince, you must not drink too much! Not good for your health, are they?" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- "My princess, you are my greatest and closest friend! How dare you think so low of yourself! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- AUTHOR'S NOTE- This is a crack-fic. This is a fan-fic. Please do not steal or borrow the cover page without the permission of the author! Aemond x oc The personas of the characters may not be canon. English is not my 1st language, grammar may have mistakes. Cussing? May not follow the original plot. This is only for entertainment purposes. Elmswood is purely fictional. Author doesn't follow the hotd or got (if referenced) timeline. HOTD AND GOT ( IF REFERENCED ) BELONG TO HBO & WARNER BROS.

AU between Aemond Targaryen and Original Character. Aelis Blackwood attends a feast in the Great Hall, but no one wants to dance with her. That is until the One-eyed Prince asks her for a dance.

''Tell me, Uncle, what do you really want? I know you don't mourn my daughter's disappearance willingly.'' Daemon turns, looking at me with narrowed eyes. ''I can help you get your daughter back. There's a price, though.'' He continues. ''You ally yourself with us and recognize Rhaenyra as Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, and I solemnly promise you you are to carry your daughter in your arms again.'' After their daughter is abducted by their brother, Aegon, Aemond and Daemera are put in front of a difficult situation: Stay faithful to their brother and his dangerous reign over the Realm, or betray him and begin a life or death Targaryen war to save their daughter? !! I do not own House of The Dragon! I only own the main character and the plot! If you see my work copied in any way, let me know, please!

Fem!OC x Aemond x Fem!OC (Poly) _____ "I hear you slaughtered in the thousands on the battlefield." Visenya peered up at her aunt with her giant eyes. Her lips slightly pouted and her gaze slightly dazed. "And I hear you feed little orphans in the slums of Flea Bottom," Daenys replied, ticking her right brow up in retort. A deep chuckle from their distant side distracted the pair from their intense stares. Visenya's breath hitched as Daenys narrowed her eyes. "Uncle."

Fire and blood Those are the words of House Targaryen. It had been the way they lived and conquered, dragons did not listen to men they said. After a century of prosperity under the old king. House Targaryen counted the last days of their glory and flames until it all fell down and dragons danced. They never recovered from the loss of their dragons. And then came their madness.

Fire, Blood and Love A House of the Dragon Fanfiction In a realm ruled by fire and ambition, love was never meant to be gentle. Aemond Targaryen is a prince forged in war and shadow-fierce, unyielding, and feared. Ryana Tyrell is his unexpected light-soft-spoken, kind-hearted, and nurturing in ways the dragon prince never thought he needed. In a world where tenderness is seen as a weakness, their love becomes a fragile flame caught in the storm of dragons, swords, and treachery. But this is not just a war for the Iron Throne. It's a war between siblings. Between cousins. Between families. And between four girls-Rhaenyra, Alicent, Laena, and Myra-once the closest of friends, now standing on opposite sides of a growing rift. Fire, Blood and Love is a tale of war and heartbreak, of dragons and destiny, and of a love powerful enough to defy a kingdom... or destroy it. *** Disclaimer *** This is a reimagination of The Dance of the Dragons. All characters are owned by George R R Martin, except for a handful of original characters including Ryana Tyrell. This is a Fanfiction created solely for the purpose of entertainment ans no profit is gained.

Daena Targaryen was born into a world of chaos and violence. Her mother, Princess Rhaenyra, fought for the Iron Throne against her half-brother, Aegon II, in a bloody civil war that tore the Seven Kingdoms apart. But when Daena was just a day old, she was abducted from her mother's chambers and disappeared without a trace. Years passed, and Daena was presumed dead, but she had survived. Raised in secret, she became known as Celine Stark, the bastard daughter of Lord Cregan Stark, and grew up with the fierce resilience and fighting skills of a true warrior. When King Viserys announces a tournament to celebrate the name day of Princess Rhaenyra's third child, Celine sees it as an opportunity to test her abilities. But as she competes in the tournament, she finds herself drawn into a web of intrigue and danger that threatens to reveal her true identity and destroy everything she has worked for. As the secrets of her past are revealed, Celine must navigate the treacherous political path of the Seven Kingdoms and confront her own destiny. Will Celine be able to overcome the obstacles in her path and seize her destiny as a Targaryen? Or will she be consumed by the dark forces that seek to destroy her? Find out in this epic tale of adventure, betrayal, and redemption set in the world of Westeros.

Alethea Targaryen, A Woman Born with such grace and delicate skin, loved by many, found herself loving and admiring only one man.. Aemond Targaryen.

Rosheen Tyrell is a headstrong young woman intent on forging her own destiny despite the restrictions of the Patriarchal world she lives in. Leaving Highgarden to visit King's Landing is an unexpected adventure wherein she meets a dragon with one eye.

Modern day Westeros. 1000 years after events of house of the dragons and almost 800 years after the events of game of thrones. Westeros is now a modern democracy. What happens if the modern girl, with connections to Old Valyria and first men, is send back in time to prevent the war between the house Targaryen and save her own world from the same doom that destroyed old Valyria. **** Story is more humanistic at the beginning will try to make it more serious in future chapters. Caution. Badly written, bad grammar, English as second language. The OC is a sarcastic little **** All characters, besides my original OC belong to George R.R. Martin

The Histories wrote of Rhaenyra targaryen's First born Alarhea. She was as strong as she was beautiful. Some saw her as wicked and manipulative others saw her as gentle and kind but none would deny her charms. Especially that of Aemond targaryen. *I DO NOT OWN HOUSE OF THE DRAGON OR ITS PLOT LINES OR CHARACTERS THE ONLY CHARACTER I OWN IS ALARHEA!!!*

"all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter." fate is a curious thing. viserra velaryon and aemond targaryen treat theirs as casually as flipping a coin, until they realize what it means to be born to burn together. ☀☾ crossposted on ao3. aemxfemoc. tt: ladyblackflame

All it took was the birth of the youngest princess, followed by the King's unexpected favouritism and the Queen's indecisiveness and jealousy to stir chaos amongst the Greens themselves. Resulting in-one brother stealing another's wife and becoming kinslayer. That ultimately drew a wedge between Alicent Hightower and her sons. Giving Blacks the vantage they never hoped for.

~Judas did this for him, but his soul still howls / his mouth still aches~ Daenys Velaryon no longer knew the difference between sacrifice and self-slaughter, nor where the violence against oneself ended. A Kinslayer, a rabid dog; such creatures had no use in a world of peace. Such creatures did not deserve peace. She was a tall child with no lap to crawl into, for who would wish to hold a thing like her, shame clotting in her blood like a curdling sickness. She, with the incessant need to apologize to everyone who ever knew her, for the inconvenience she caused them by making her existence known, walking into a room and searching for an empty seat so no one had to go through the painful act of sitting with her. Velaryons were supposed to be of the sea, but she was a burning ship, a vicinity one had to always flee. If anyone deserved to extinguish themselves in a kamikaze blaze, it was her, the one who would be missed least of all, who was needed least of all when the realm finally knew peace. © ace_asterisk **Sequel to Before the Sky Falls **Book 2/2 |Ambys 2024 Fanfiction Favorite Top Pick | Most impressive rankings: - #1 in houseofthedragon (2/6/2024) - #1 in aemondtargaryen (12/6/2024) - #1 in Aegon (26/7/2024) - #1 in aemondxoc (15/7/2024)

The Dance of the Dragons had begun as soon as Rhaenyra heard of her father's death and Aegon's hasty coronation. The Greens and the Blacks knew a war between blood and dragons would be detrimental to the Targaryen line and the realm. With both sides focused on gathering allies and not attacking one another, the Greens called upon the highest of lords from the Westerlands, Stormlands, and the Reach. The Greens' Plan: Find wives for Aemond and Daeron to secure the most power in Westeros.