Baelor Stories

It's been over 50 years since the Dance of Dragons ended. And with it Dragons, along with magic, had since been gone from the world. And because of it, House Targaryen began its slow downfall, starting with the mess created by Aegon the Unlucky and Aegon the Unworthy, which led to the first Blackfyre. It felt like It truly was the beginning of the end for House Targaryen. That is, until a miracle befell upon House Targaryen. and it started with the arrival of Princess Aeloria Targaryen, Firstborn child and daughter of Prince Baelor Break-Spear Targaryen. And with her arrival, miracles have been slowly arriving at the Realm of Westeros. Miracles that haven't been seen since the Fall of the Dragon. Duncan x OC *AN* Remember that this is a fanfiction. All rights go to George R.R. Martin and HBO.

In a different fate of Westeros, one dream changes everything. Daenys Targaryen was given a gift from the ancient Valyrian gods-the power to see the future. Through her visions she learns of the doom that would destroy House Targaryen and the darkness that will one day rise beyond the Wall. Refusing to let her family fall, Daenys alters the destiny of House Targaryen. Dragons return to the skies. The Targaryens learn that dragons are not symbols of power, but a sacred responsibility. The house grows stronger, and knowledge of the ancient enemy is preserved for generations. Centuries later, when the Long Night returns and the Night King marches upon the world, the Prince of Prophecy is ready. Born of Targaryen fire and Stark blood, he carries the weapons foretold-dragonglass, Valyrian steel, and dragonfire. And because of Daenys Targaryen's dream, the world will not fall into darkness. This is the story of the woman who saved House Targaryen... and the prophecy that saved the world.

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.

When King Daeron the Good sends Prince Baelor Targaryen to Highgarden for the tournament that is to decide who gets Maria Tyrell's hand, no one expects the visit to change the fate of three lives. Baelor finds in Maria a girl who sees beyond the prince, the heir, and the burden of duty. Maria finds in him a loving witness for everything she wishes to be. And Lyonel Baratheon, wild, loyal, and with time impossible to ignore, becomes not the storm she once feared, but one that refuses to let her disappear into the life chosen for her. As years go by, love, marriage, duty, scandal, and power bind them together in ways none of them can escape. As old decisions begin to bleed into the future of the Reach and the Iron Throne, Maria must learn what it means to be daughter, wife, mother, heir and above else - herself. What once seemed sacred must mature into life stripped from fantasy. And for it to happen, a lot of it has to die. Duty that once stand in their way is the very thing that must bind them together. A story of impossible love, political consequence, loyalty, womanhood, and the bitter truth that all three of them have to learn the hard way - one need not intend harm to do it. *Story begins roughly around 199 AC (10 years before the Ashford tourney). *The idea is that it will be a very long one so bare that in mind *The story is loosly based on G.R.R Martin's characters and world as well as AKOTSK series. If you're looking for accuracy with the source material etc. I'm afraid you won't find it unfortunatelly. Still, I hope you enjoy xo

𝘼 𝙃𝙀𝘿𝙂𝙀 𝙆𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘼 𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙎. 𝙒𝙃𝙊𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝘿 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝘼 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂? It's a blessing to be a living memory of those long gone. Dyanna Targaryen thought otherwise. She had been plagued by the shadows of the dead for as long as she had been alive. ─────── 𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙤𝙘 𝗮 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲 full summary inside started: february 11 2026 completed: february 25 2026 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒

╰┈➤ ❝BLOOD AND FLAMES❞ ✧∘* ೃ ⋆｡˚.˚༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ✧∘* ೃ ⋆｡ ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Alysanne Targaryen Alysanne tem o nome da rainha bondosa e é uma das últimas pessoas a ter um dragão vivo, tendo em vista que muitos foram extintos após a Dança dos Dragões. A garota de cabelos prateados é convocada até o castelo de Solar Verão nas Terras da Tempestade pois muitos de sua linhagem tem interesse em seu dragão e tentam fazer ofertas. - - ❝❞ - - - ❝❞ - - - Terceira pessoa OC feminino x Aerion Targaryen Início: ??/??/2026 Fim: ??/??/??

ˋ• ིྀ🩸🔪🔥┇ 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄.┋𓏲༅܀【𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫 & 𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧】••• ❛𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. . .❜ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛. . . In which two dragonlords escape the Doom and are cast into the future where dragons have long since vanished, believing they were chosen to return fire to the skies, only to learn that fate may have wanted something else from them all along. 【𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: ✘】 【𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆】 【𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑 & 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐎𝐂】 【𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒】 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫: 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 ©𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐜_𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 ┋ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

Aemma era l'unica figli del principe aerys targaryen e giurata nemica di suo cugino aerion brigflame il mostro E se quel odio diventasse qualcosa altro.? Tra amore , odio , sangue . E tradimento Chi restera.. atosk <<

Baelor, uma cidade misteriosa e peculiar localizada no canto da Terra, a origem é desconhecida, e Arnold, um novo morador, pretende descobrir o segredo por trás disto.

To the realm, Prince Baelor is the golden prince, the crown's brightest heir. To Tessa Dondarrion, he is nothing but a traitor, a man who shook hands with the very people who butchered her family. Now he arrives at Blackhaven Cliff, carrying his wife's lifeless body to the funeral pyre.. Tessa has anticipated everything.. Every step. Every word. Every heartbeat measured with the ruthless care of a Dondarrion thirsting for vengeance. Ten steps to unravel his legacy. Ten strikes to make the dragon taste his own fire. But fire is unpredictable. And some dragons don't burn the way you expect. Some of them burn you first. This story will also include a side romance featuring Maekar. _________________ Content Warning: Please be aware that this fanfic contains scenes of blood, violence, and mature situations. Readers should proceed with caution if sensitive to these themes. Note: The characters in this story are from George R. R. Martin's world, but some are original creations made specifically for this story. This fanfic is purely for fun and doesn't strictly follow the canon.

❝ IN WHICH BAELOR TARGARYEN AND MYRA THORNE SHARE A RELATIONSHIP DEFINED BY CONSTANT SHARP BANTER AND VERBAL SPARRING. THOUGH BAELOR IS FAMOUS FOR HIS UNSHAKABLE CALM, MYRA IS THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN TRULY PROVOKE HIS ANGER. TO OTHERS, THEY APPEAR LIKE RIVALS LOCKED IN A BATTLE OF WIT, BUT BENEATH THEIR PUBLIC HOSTILITY LIES POWERFUL ATTRACTION. IN PRIVATE, AWAY FROM PRIDE AND PRETENSE, THEIR ARGUMENTS GIVE WAY TO VULNERABILITY AND INTIMACY, REVEALING THAT THEIR SUPPOSED HATRED HIDES A DEEP, DANGEROUS CONNECTION. ❞ [BAELOR TARGARYEN]

Fanfiction of the Game of thrones world, what could have been. I OWN NOTHING. ALL RIGHTS GO TO HBO AND GRRM.

Daenerys Targaryen died a queen. She wakes in the age of Dunk and Egg, when the Targaryens still sit the Iron Throne and dragons are long gone. Armed with the knowledge of the future, Daenerys plans to make sure history never repeats itself. Aerion x Daenerys x Valarr

The Targaryens had made many great kings, knights, and princes. Some said madness was seeded in their blood. Others believed magic was, too-the very gift that once saved them from the Doom of Valyria. that gift was known as "the Dreamers" And when Princess Daenys Targaryen, daughter of Prince Aerys, came of age, the old blood stirred once more. some claimed there had always been something strange about her.. oftentimes she would stare into the emptiness, as if seeing what no other could see. Then came the whispers. Whispers heard by her alone. And visions that came to her in the night; blood upon the stones, dragons screaming amidst the flames, and an iron throne dripping with blood. then some came to understand that the legacy of "daeny the Dreamers "had never truly died... it had merely been waiting for Daenys. "When the tyranny of dragons falls, and divine prayer prevails, the stars shall whisper to the purple moon of the prophecy of the heavens... and the legacy of Daenys the Dreamer shall return. And save House Targaryen from the doom of their bloodline once more."

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...

Entre todos los errores que el rey Aegon IV, Cuarto de su Nombre, sembró durante su indigno reinado, ninguno resultó más venenoso que la promesa hecha a su hijo bastardo favorito. Daemon Waters -luego Blackfyre- creció escuchando una misma cantinela desde que tuvo uso de razón. Su padre, el rey, se la repetía cada vez que lo tenía a su lado. Los cortesanos, aquellos que buscaban granjearse el favor del muchacho de cabello plateado, se la susurraban al oído. Incluso algunos maestres, menos sabios de lo que debían, dejaron caer la frase en sus crónicas privadas. "La princesa Saera será tu esposa. La madre de tus hijos." Daemon no solo lo creyó. Lo sintió en los huesos como una verdad absoluta, como el calor del fuego o el filo del acero. Desde el día que la conoció -una niña pequeña de ojos desiguales que lo miró sin miedo cuando él le dijo que era un bastardo-, algo se clavó en su pecho y no lo abandonó jamás. Fijación, lo llaman los maestres. Obsesión, lo llamarían los poetas. Amor, lo llamaría él si alguien se atreviera a preguntarle. Los personajes son del libro de fuego y sangre, no me pertenecen. Baelor x saera

Game of the thrones fanfiction. I OWN NOTHING. All Rights go to HBO and GRRM.

Princess Mariela Targaryen - daughter of King Daeron the Good, Princess of Dragonstone, wife to both Prince Baelor Breakspear and Prince Maekar - stands at the heart of House Targaryen's fragile unity. In 209 AC, she arrives at Ashford Meadow with her husbands and sons for a tourney meant to celebrate chivalry. Instead, it reveals fractures.

Three legitimate heirs. Zero room for doubt. When Rhaenyra Targaryen marries Baelor, she secures the throne with three pureborn children: Valarr, Matarys, and Aelora. It should be an easy victory. But Queen Alicent Hightower is nothing if not adaptable. Without the whisper of bastardry to weaponize, how will the Green Queen poison the Realm against the rightful heir? Find out if a single altered vow can truly avert the Dance of the Dragons or if some dynasties are simply born to burn.

She finds herself in a field of unknowing, having woken up of the flooded lands in her undergarments. She does not understand how she has come to be here, and she certainly doesn't understand why no body else is near. - A large body of devily scaled skin in the sky see a body of white, engulfed by greens and browns. They knew it was unatural for something or somebody to be in this certai field alone, so the body of black and red dives down, curious and confused and most definitely not expecting a "Damsel in Distress". - Hey.....hey... how y'all doing? I'm sorry it took me so. long, Forgive me 😔 ❗️AERION HAS A DRAGON IN THIS BOOK ❗️