Historias de Aerionbrightflame

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝. The North does not kneel easily. And it certainly does not trust dragons. When a fragile peace demands a marriage between House Stark and House Targaryen, Aryssa Stark-the only daughter of Winterfell-is promised to Prince Baelor Targaryen, a man older than her, already a father, and everything the North has been raised to fear. Her brothers want him gone. The northern lords call him a threat in silk and silver. Some whisper that dragons only come north to conquer. But Baelor does not arrive with fire and blood. He arrives with patience. With quiet restraint. With a gaze that watches more than it speaks. And Aryssa-gentle where the North is harsh, warm where Winterfell is cold-begins to see the man beneath the dragon. In stolen conversations beside roaring hearths, in candlelit halls heavy with suspicion, in a castle where every glance is watched and every word weighed, something dangerous begins to grow between them. Something soft. Something impossible. Because the North remembers. And dragons do not forget. And if love dares to bloom between ice and fire- Winterfell may not survive it. 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐨𝐟𝐜

"...with the roar of the fire, my heart rose to its feet like the ashes of ash I saw rise in the heat settle soft and as pure as snow i fell in love with the fire long ago" -in which a princess with the hands of a healer and the heart of a poet falls for a poor hedge knight with a heart of gold and a soul far nobler than any crown (in which alys just wanted to find her brother and duncan just wanted to make a name for himself) started feb 19th 2026 - ended ?? (this is a mini series so it's a fast burn btw)

Seventeen, golden-haired and promised to a future king. Celia Lannister faces a destiny she never chose. She must learn to navigate court life, win the favor of her betrothed, Baelor Targaryen, and uphold the legacy of his late wife ... or risk being forever in her shadow.

- ❝ IN WHICH AELARA TARGARYEN, TWIN TO AERION TARGARYEN AND SISTER TO JACAERYS VELARYON, BECOME THE ONE FLAME BOTH PRINCES CANNOT HELP BUT BURN FOR ❞

In the Riverlands, Lady Jessamine Frey is whispered of as both healer and executioner. She knows a hundred ways to poison a man, but unfortunately, getting rid of a prince is far more complicated. Bound in marriage to the volatile Aerion Targaryen, who is equal parts fascinated and determined to break her, Jessamine decides to become the deadliest problem he has ever tried to decipher. After all, everyone knows stone endures long after dragons burn themselves to ash. Aerion Targaryen x Frey!OC

Vaella Targaryen knew her fate. She was to be betrothed to her cousin, Valarr Targaryen. King Daeron II's reign was one of peace and prosperity. The Targaryens had defeated Blackfyres in the Battle of Redgrass Field. Her twin siblings, Aelor and Aelora, had married. Now it was Vaella's turn to be married. Vaella was strong-willed and stubborn. Valarr was every girl's dream: gentle, kind, and wise. Valarr was trapped in a life of expectations. He wasn't keen on marrying Vaella. He and Vaella had to put their differences aside and make their marriage work for themselves and the realm. Until Valarr made an a decision. He needed an heir from Vaella. The realm are looking for weakness. He asked Shiera Seaster for a love potion. Valarr used it on Vaella. Their feelings has changed for better or for worse. (COMING SOON)

No todo está escrito en libros de historia. Uno no puede encontrar los más profundos pensamientos de una persona en unas páginas dedicadas a relatar otros hechos cruciales. a knight of the seven kingdoms season one until... ser duncan the tall x fem!oc.

Aerion Targaryen, is the perfect incarnation of the Targaryen curse: brilliant, beautiful but madness courses through his veins like wildfire. His cousin, Aelerys, born into a family bound by fire and blood, is fated to lose everything she holds dear due to a curse. From childhood, he has desired Aelerys with a consuming intensity, a hunger that brooks no denial and he will do anything to have her. But obsession is a contagion. Aelerys found herself drawn to him in turn. She becomes consumed by her obsession with him, so utterly that she turns against her own blood, willing to sacrifice everything. In the Targaryen line, love and madness are inseparable.

GOOD MEN DIE TOO, I'D RATHER BE WITH YOU Rumors whisper that she is a witch, a girl cursed with dreams that foretell the future, though in truth she is only gentle, lonely, and misunderstood. When a grand tournament is held for her sixteenth nameday, princes and knights gather beneath the falcon banners, including Valarr Targaryen, As fate quietly draws them together, Sharra begins to realize that some meetings are written long before they happen, and some dreams are impossible to escape. Valarr Targaryen x fem oc pre akotsk - s1

All my bones they are gone, gone, gone Take my bones, I don't need none Aerion Targaryen / female oc Ser Duncan the Tall / female oc (slight Daeron Targaryen / female oc) 2026 © bridalshowers

Aerion Targaryen x Female O.C.

The 3rd and only daughter of Lord Baren Stark. Jeyne (Wolf-Bane) Stark - a daughter of Winterfell whose silence was colder than snow and whose wrath struck as swift as a wolf's bite. Aerion (Bright-flame) Targaryen - a prince of cruel beauty and burning madness, whose pride blazed brighter than dragonfire and consumed him just as swiftly. The Knight Of The Seven Kingdoms Fanfiction. Aerion BrightFlame x Fem!co

Saera Martell was a flame caught between two winds, never burning in one direction for long. Born as the daughter of a Targaryen and a Martell, she was a dreamer plagued by memories that are not her own. Faces, moments, and emotions linger long after she wakes, leaving her uncertain of where her dreams end and her true self begins. When duty calls, Saera is sent to King's Landing, where visions, politics, and expectation press in from all sides. There, she meets Aerion Targaryen. Someone, who has been haunting her mind. He was like a name written over and over, though never the same. But not all ties are woven by dreams. Valarr Targaryen enters her life without warning or prophecy. He was an unforeseen presence defined by kindness rather than fate. As Saera struggles to reconcile memory with reality and desire with duty, she finds herself drawn in conflicting directions. In king's landing, unexpected friendships form. Ones that would haunt her life in the years to come. Burrowed echoes occupy her mind, taking up the space of her own. Caught between identity, responsibility, and choice, Saera must decide whether her future will be shaped by the dreams that haunt her-or by the life she chooses to claim as her own. But will the gods allow it, whatever her decision?

Before all else, Marlon Flowers was a performer. From contortion, to music, to sword-swallowing, to clownery, he was taught it all. Using these skills he, and his family, made lives for themselves outside of the oppressive reach of Westerosi society, creating the smallest nebula of existence where they could simply be themselves. That was all Marley had ever known. Until it was all taken away, dragged back to King's Landing under the arm of Aerion Targaryen, who can't get the thought of hurting Marley - making Marley belong to him- out of his head. Who knew a tourney at Ashford Meadow would make everything come crashing down? Reverse harem featuring: Aerion Targaryen, Eer Duncan the Tall, Daeron Targaryen, and Valarr Targaryen Cover is a comission by girlvasectomy!

In which, Daenyra Targaryen faces life-changing experiences. Her twin brother, Daeron, turned a runaway drunk. And then there is Aerion... whose love is more dangerous than his hate. ✦Aerion Brightflame x Fem OC ✦Daeron the Drunken x Fem OC

Until My Last Breath follows Princess Visenya of House Targaryen, a young woman whose gifts set her apart in a court where power and ambition collide. Alongside her twin brother Valarr and the enigmatic Aerion, she navigates the dangers of duty, love, and loyalty in a realm where every choice carries weight. As whispers of betrayal and unrest rise, Visenya must confront the shadows of the future, the limits of trust, and the consequences of the decisions she cannot yet see. In a world of fire and intrigue, Until My Last Breath is a story of family, destiny, and the fragile line between heart and duty.

Aelora Targaryen, daughter of Prince Maekarion-the unworthy twin of Baelor Breakspear-was born into a legacy denied. At court, she stands between two princes. Valarr Targaryen, Baelor's heir, Aerion Targaryen, fierce and untamed, offers truth wrapped in fire. Bound by love, divided by destiny. ( Aerion. Aelora. Valarr ) The biggest focus is on Aerion and Aelora.

History was written by the survivors, and Rhaenyra Targaryen was not meant to be one. Her story ended in dragonfire and ash, her name scrubbed from the tapestries of the Red Keep, her legacy reduced to a cautionary tale whispered to rulers who feared their own downfall. She was supposed to die by fire. Instead, she awakened in a peaceful Westeros that remembered her only as "the Pretender". At the tourney of Ashford, she crossed paths with Baelor Breakspear who was a prince, widower and heir to a realm that prided itself on stability. A man forged in iron rules and honor, Baelor has studied the histories of the Dance. He knew the queen who had nearly torn the Seven Kingdoms apart. However, he never expected to meet her. Least of all when she struck his nephew and almost fractured his father's fragile peace. What did it mean to protect someone who was already dead? How could a prince rule a peaceful realm while being haunted by a queen he could not claim to know? And when duty demanded distance, why did he hesitate?

Clarice cleared her throat. "I can't reach my feet," she said simply. Aerion stared at her. He looked at her feet, then at her face. His expression flickered between irritation, disgust, and then something else. Something swift and sharp and much too vulnerable that he buried before it could settle into features. Aerion let out a short, humorless breath. "Pathetic," He dropped to one knee.

La Paz y el Amor son términos que nunca se mezclan en la dinastía Targaryen. Gobiernan bajo el terror y la jerarquía que se rige por la supremacía de los Alfas en su estirpe. Entre todo eso, poco a poco, Aerion comienza a desear algo que no puede tener y hará cualquier cosa para conseguir. [Duncan/Aerion]