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Daeron Targaryen had expected to spend a miserable week at a miserable inn about a day's walk from the miserable tourney at ashford he was trying to avoid. Then all of a sudden, a strange barmaid sullies those plans of his and he finds himself entirely at her disposal, like a man bewitched. Gods save him and Gods save the rest of the realm from the darkness the barmaid claims is about to take over them. Or In which, James Lindsey Baudelaire, or Jamie - as she preferred, is sent to Westeros after a particularly bad car accident. Now, with her knowledge of the show and the books, she has to try her best to save these strange people she's grown so incredibly fond of.

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.

The north remembers..... cover by arii <3 Game of thrones Season 2 onwards

In the years after the Blackfyre Rebellion, when dragons lived only in memory and the realm stood fragile beneath the Targaryen crown, Princess Valena the bone eyed dreamer and daughter of Prince Maekar and Dyanna Dayne is sent north to outrun the visions that haunt her sleep. Hardened by winter, the old gods and the new, she returns south for the Tourney at Ashford Meadows, where prophecy, politics, and forgotten bonds are rekindled. But dragon dreams are seldom merciful, and some fires are not meant to be quenched. Valarr Targaryen x femOC

It is the year 209AC. Over fifty years since the last dragon was seen. The beasts now more legend than fact. Yet the Targaryen's still ruled. Those who had once considered themselves closer to gods, than men, still sitting on the Iron Throne. But then there came the Tourney as Ashford Meadow; it bringing together the great and sometimes not so good. A hedge knight called Dunk, and a boy calling himself Egg, finding one another; the pair destined to change the course of history. So, come and follow tales of the two, along with others that also find themselves at Ashford Meadow.

"You don't own me, Aerion. You're too mad to even see straight." "I own every dragon I desire, bastard or not." ⋆༺𓆩𐂂𓆪༻⋆ Princess Aelynn Targaryen was born a Stormdragon bastard, but fate and her cunning uncle Lyonel, would see her legitimized as a true Targaryen princess. Raised in the shadow of kings and dragons away in Storms end, she is betrothed to a careless, drunken prince she barely knows... only to find her heart drawn to his dangerous, mad younger brother. In a court where love is a weapon and loyalty a gamble, Aelynn must navigate fire, fury, and forbidden desire. ⋆༺𓆩𐂂𓆪༻⋆ Aerion Targaryen x OC Slight Daeron Targaryon x OC

When Storms Burn Red is a sweeping fantasy romance about Alysaane, a woman raised in isolation beneath the shadow of an ancient prophecy, and Lyonel Baratheon, the restless lord who never intended to fall in love. As she discovers freedom, desire, and a world beyond her books, a forgotten Valyrian power awakens within her blood. Amid storms, secrets, and the ghosts of the past, they must decide whether love can survive the fire that fate has set in their path.

"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.

In a realm bound by duty, legacy, and the weight of crowns, some stories begin not with war or ambition-but with something far quieter. Before he was known as Baelor Breakspear, heir to the Iron Throne and the realm's most beloved prince, he was simply a boy with mismatched eyes, carrying the expectations of a kingdom he did not yet understand. Before she became a lady whispered of in courts and songs, Denyse Hightower was a dreamer-gentle, golden, and full of stories about knights, love, and the kind of devotion that could outlast time itself. Their first meeting was nothing more than a fleeting childhood moment within the vast halls of the Red Keep-a fall, a hand extended, laughter shared beneath the sun. But from that single, innocent beginning, something deeper took root. As the years pass, the world around them grows harsher. Loyalties are tested, wars threaten to rise, and the burdens of birthright begin to close in. Baelor is shaped into a prince the realm demands, while Denyse must navigate a life where love is often a luxury denied to women of noble blood. Yet through distance, duty, and the unyielding pull of fate, one question lingers- Can a love born in innocence survive in a world ruled by power? Or will it become just another story, lost to time like so many before it?

Nicole Targaryen is married to the cruel prince Aerion. They share a deep love despite the ego of Aerion. She is able to see past the darkness until Ser Duncan comes to Ashford and she realizes how much love has blinded her.

Prince Aurion Targaryen is known across the Seven Kingdoms as the Reaper - a silent war hero who wields a warhammer, executes Blackfyres with his own hands, and walks through battle like death itself. Unfortunately for him, he must also deal with: a rage-filled teenage heir, a deeply melodramatic four-year-old convinced he is burdened by destiny, and Maekar Targaryen refusing to shut up. Fearsome on the battlefield. Exhausting at home.

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?

The dragons are dead. The wolves are marching south. And somewhere beneath the snow, a girl is pretending she was never born in fire. She has survived rebellions, kings, and the ruin of her house with nothing but a false name and years of carefully practiced lies. The North knows her as Alanna Snow. One man knows better. As war spreads across Westeros and old loyalties begin to rot, buried truths claw their way back to the surface - silver beneath brown dye, old vows beneath newer ones, and a love neither of them survived cleanly. Some things refuse to stay buried. Especially dragons.

Memento mori-remember that you must die, and remember too how fiercely you might live when given the knowledge of impending loss. In which Delphine Fossoway, who loved without restraint and lost without mercy, is granted an impossible second chance to rewrite the last year of her life. Valarr Taragryen x Fem!OC cover by @runlikeh3ll

In the wind-swept lands of Storm's End, where the waves crash against stone with a fury found nowhere else in Westeros, Lyonel Baratheon learns early that the world belongs to those who dare stand against it. At the court of the Red Keep, Princess Raella grows up between two brothers and two legacies. A daughter of fire and blood, she views the world with a sharp, ironic gaze. Her mind imagines other paths, other possible lives, driven by stubborn hope and relentless curiosity. When the storm meets the fire, it is two wills, two visions of the world, two prides too fierce to bend that challenge one another. In a world where dragons are nothing more than memories, the choice becomes all the more crucial-and necessary: Whom will you stand beside when the storm finally breaks? Find me on TikTok: @girl_over_flower Unfiltered and passionate history content 😜 Spotify playlist for a more immersive experience 🎧 "Where Storms Set Fire to the Sky" https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0o6O9Ir3SbQ4HxMsmm8cvh?si=fwF7Ow1FROKagNItPm213A&pi=9WXXppYcRDq2S

The realm remembered she was born first. It simply chose to forget. Princess Aelyra Targaryen has spent her life surrounded by dragons, expectations, and the quiet certainty that some doors were never meant to open for her. Beautiful, capable, and far too proud for her own good, she moves through the halls of the Red Keep knowing that being admired is not the same as being chosen and no amount of excellence would ever make a daughter the heir.

IN WHICH BAELOR TARGARYEN IS REUNITED WITH AN OLD FRIEND. ( 31.03.26 ) ( baelor targaryen )

In all good stories Valarr had heard of duty and honour, the noble knight served his queen with favour and grace. Though when he and his father were summoned to Kings Landing, called to serve the King, Valarr knew he was soon expected to fulfil his own inevitable duty. With prospects looming over his head and the thought of a lifetime of duty, Valarr kept his resolve. This was what he was preparing for, what he knew was written for him, what the Gods had set for him. But the Old Gods were not dead, they still had a hand to play. ---------------------------- Valarr Targaryen x oc.

──The bluest flames burn the brightest. ✵ 𝘈𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘯 "𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦" 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘯! OC ✵ 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨! ✵ 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯

modern!aerion targaryen x fem!oc x modern!valarrtargaryen