Aeriontargaryen Stories

In the frozen North, Juelle Frostmere has always found solace in the freedom her noble birth allows her - hunting, sparring, and the quiet companionship of Cregan, her father's only bastard son and lifelong friend. But when Aerion Targaryen, heir to the dragon blood, arrives at her name day, everything she knows about loyalty, love, and power is challenged. In a world where fire meets ice, can hearts endure the flames? This is a fanfiction set in the world of Westeros, featuring completely fictional houses and characters created for this story. Any resemblance to established lore is coincidental.

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.

Lady Willa of House Baratheon was raised in Storm's End, surrounded by gentleness and light. Her life has always been about seeking trouble with her two brothers, putting their poor father's heart to the test. But when her dear father, Lord Roderic Baratheon, announces that she is to marry the brute all Westeros knows as Aerion Targaryen, her whole world crumbles to pieces. She has never met him and yet, she despises him so much it makes her blood boil. The rumours she has heard about him are enough : the silver-haired prince is vile, cruel and decadence given flesh. As Willa is forced on a path she refuses to follow, she meets Valarr Targaryen, Aerion's charming and totally unlike him cousin. He is like honey, golden beams of light and late summer mornings. Everything her betrothed isn't. Together they play a dangerous game, engage in a deadly waltz. And soon enough, Willa finds herself trapped in a lethal dance between the two princes. And her heart might very well be on the line...

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, Ser Duncan the Tall, Daeron Targaryen, Maekar Targaryen, and Valarr Targaryen Cover is a comission by girlvasectomy!

Princess Rhaelyra Velaryon was never meant for a quiet life. Silver-haired, sharp-minded, and born of old Valyrian blood, she was promised young to Prince Aerion Targaryen - Brightflame, a man the realm fears almost as much as it reveres. To most, Aerion is unstable. Dangerous. Too proud of the dragon he believes lives inside him. But with Rhaelyra... he is something else entirely. Devoted. Possessive. Obsessed. She is the only one he listens to, the only one he cannot bear to lose - his queen, his anchor, and in his eyes, something dangerously close to divine. As they travel to the Ashford tourney, politics sharpen, rivalries rise, and watchful eyes follow their every move. Knights gather, alliances shift, and whispers about the Targaryen prince and his silver queen grow louder by the day. Yet beneath the spectacle lies a deeper tension - one neither crown nor marriage can fully contain. Because loving a dragon is never simple. And being loved like one can be even more dangerous.

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

BOOK 2 After a wedding that nearly ended in tragedy, Lyanna Tyrell and Aerion Targaryen begin their new life in Highgarden. But marriage to a Targaryen is never simple. As they travel to the famous Ashford Meadow Tourney, old loyalties, dangerous tempers, and the politics of Westeros threaten to test their love in ways neither of them expected.

After her mother's death, Elaena Hightower is drawn into a political marriage with the heir to the Iron Throne. Duty is demanded, and love uncertain. Or perhaps, inevitable?

Princess Daenerys Targaryen has never cared for courtly expectations-least of all the ones meant to contain her. At the Ashford Tourney, surrounded by knights, lords, and watching eyes, she grows restless beneath the weight of her name. Slipping free of her guards, she finds herself in the last place she should be: the camp of House Baratheon-and face to face with the man who has not forgotten her. Lyonel Baratheon has spent a year thinking of a girl he barely knew. One night is all it takes to realize he was never mistaken. But dragons do not come without fire-and Daenerys Targaryen has never been anything less than dangerous.

Baelor's daughter was brought to court, leaving Summerhall and her cousins behind. On her way to Ashford, she was reminded that the realm remained shadowed by the Blackfyres. Neither black dragons nor red ones forget. Some only wait for their turn again. _________________________________________ // General TW!! not chapter specific but running themes across the story. Please read at your own discretion.! --- Explicit Language, Violence, Abuse (referenced multiple times), Trauma, PTSD, Anxiety/ Panic Attacks, Depression and Sucidial Thoughts (referenced), Referenced Assault, SA (implied), Alcohol (as coping), Self-destructive coping, Psychological Manipulation, Mentions of Death/Blood/ Non-Graphical Violence, Gaslighting, Manipulation, Coercion, Animal Abuse/Cruelty

A runaway princess. A humble hedge knight. She hides her name. He hides his doubts. But when fate takes them to Ashford, secrets blaze to the surface. One wears no crown. The other never asked for one. In a realm of dragons, will fire save them-or burn them both? (COMING SOON)

Elia Valemont and Aerion Targaryen have been best friends since childhood. But what happens when they both grow up and Aerion changes? Will he still consider her as his best friend? Will he eventually end up hating her? Or will they beat the odds and end up together?

(COMING SOON) (Aerion Targaryen X OC fem)

Set in the years before the events of A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, this story follows Rhaella Targaryen, a quiet and distant daughter of Maekar Targaryen, whose fragile mind bears the same affliction that once plagued his brother. Kept close and hidden from a world she does not fully understand, her condition is managed, contained-and never spoken of. But in trying to protect her from the fate that claimed his kin, Maekar's careful watch begins to take a darker shape. As silence grows heavier than any outburst, the line between duty and devotion blurs, binding father and daughter together in a way that is as fragile as it is inescapable. In a house where blood remembers, some inheritances cannot be outrun. (This fanfic will loosely follow the original timeline/plot of the franchise, however not everything will be true to the story and i will change a few things) (This is a fanfiction I have started writing, I am enjoying it but I would appreciate any feedback! I will likely continue writing this despite not actually having anybody reading it c,: )

Princess Viserra Targaryen had grown in the shadow of the Faith of the Seven, raised to be pious by her mother, she spent more time in the Royal Sept than any other part of the Red Keep. Breathing its teachings down her throat more than the air in King's Landing, until she suffocated. But she did it with no complaints, never any fight in her. A perfect daughter, a perfect princess, the opposite of her namesake, her mother would make sure of that. But the blood of the dragon still runs in her veins like the rest of her family, tempered down it may be, it was there. And dragons were creatures of greed, according to common folks tales, greedy, hoarding, beasts who would rather burn nations down than let a single treasure that catches their fancy slip by. So when her interest locks onto her uncle, Prince Baelor, the Hand of the King, the Heir to the Iron Throne. Everything she was never supposed to want. She is torn between her devotion to her mothers faith, its teachings, everything she's ever known. And her desire to have him all to herself. ⤷ ゛Baelor Targaryen x OC ˎˊ˗ [AKOTSK]

In the summer of 209 AC, the great Tourney at Ashford Meadow draws knights, princes, and stormlords from across the Seven Kingdoms. Among them is Lady Myla Caron - young widow of Estermont, mother to a set of twins used to being adored, and entirely too accustomed to men ruining themselves for her. She has not seen Prince Baelor Targaryen in years. Nor Lyonel Baratheon. Unfortunately for everyone involved, neither man has forgotten her. And Ashford is far too warm a place for old feelings, wounded pride, and dangerous affections.

Aryelle Stark, was fierce, stubborn, and mostly Independent until she laid eyes on The Dragon, Aerion Targaryen. He was everything she despised, rude, heartless, and most of all, mad. What happens when he gets satisfaction from making her life hell? Will she accept defeat? Or fight until it is her last day? Character oc / Aerion Targaryen

IN WHICH A TARGARYEN DAUGHTER ATTENDS ASHFORD MEADOW TOURNEY. ( 19.02.26 ) ( duncan the tall )

"Run away all you want, but know that I can hunt you down better than you can hide." Daera, a girl with both Blackwood and Targaryen blood, was raised to be quiet, to belong nowhere. Spending her whole life running away from what she was. Until he saw it. Running into the cruel prince Aerion, she gets pulled into a world of power, blood, and dangerous desire. She must decide who she truly is.