histórias de Baelorbreakspear

A century before the fall of the Iron Throne, the fire returns to a world that has grown cold. Maleynna Velaryon is a relic of an age of legends. Born to the "Queen Who Never Was" and the "Sea Snake," she was raised amidst the thunder of dragon wings and the sharp lessons of the most dangerous men in Westeros. But when a freak occurrence of ancient magic tears her from the height of the Dance of the Dragons, she is cast a hundred years forward into a realm that has forgotten the scent of dragonfire.

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

Rosalie Tyrell lives in a world where everything has already been decided for her. Born the daughter of Leo Tyrell and named for the roses of her house, she was raised on one promise: that she would one day marry for love. But promises mean little in the game of crowns, and when the chance comes for House Tyrell to bind itself to the royal family, Rosalie is betrothed to Daeron Targaryen. Beautiful, sharp-tongued, and far from the obedient lady everyone expects her to be, Rosalie refuses to play the role quietly. She resents the court, despises the humiliation brought by Daeron's reckless habits, and refuses to pretend she is grateful for a life she never chose.

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?

Saerella Targaryen, daughter of Prince Maekar and Lady Dyanna Dayne, twin of Aerion Targaryen, and princess of the Seven Kingdoms was an odd one, at least that's what everyone said. Lords and ladies from different houses called her strange but special, sometimes peculiar, but those were the best words they could find to not call her odd and get sent to kill by king Daeron The Good who loved her like she was his own, or by her father, or rather her uncle, Baelor Breakspear, or worse, by the three princes who seemed to be infatuated by the princess since the first day, her brothers, Daeron and Aerion and her cousin and heir to the iron throne, Valarr. But despite their deep devotion for the princess, she had been promised to Lord Benjicot Blackwood since she was just five years old, and there was nothing they could do about it.... Or was there? Aerion Targaryen x oc Daeron Targaryen x oc Valarr Targaryen x oc poly

In 196 AC, the first Blackfyre Rebellion may have been ended swiftly by King Daeron "The Goods" two dragon riding sons, Prince Baelor Targaryen on the Bronze Furry, and Prince Maekar Targaryen on Silverwing, but now with fields burning, and men starving. The kingdom doesn't need dragons, it needs gold. And there is no family in the 7 kingdoms with more gold than the Lannisters...

Born of fire and stone, Baelor Targaryen had grown between two forces that refused to meet: a father who had hardened him through distance and expectation, and a mother who had taught him that gentleness could still wield power. The realm had seen only a fair and patient son of Daemon Targaryen and Rhea Royce, never noticing how easily that kindness could turn into something far more dangerous. After his mother's death, suspicion festered, and the fragile bond between father and son had begun to fracture beyond repair. Alone in a world that mistook softness for weakness, Baelor learned to let himself be underestimated, to listen, to wait, and to act only when it mattered most. At court stood Rhaenyra Targaryen, fierce and unyielding, burdened by her own isolation. What had begun as indifference slowly shifted into recognition, then into something neither of them had named, until Viserys Targaryen bound them together in marriage. In a court built on whispers and betrayals, they were left with one truth above all else: they were the only ones willing to choose each other. But in a world where love was seen as weakness, what will that choice cost them, and who will they become to survive it?

Alyssa Lannister was said to be one of the most beautiful ladies in the seven kingdoms. At the age of ten-and-eight she was named as a potential bride for Aerion Targaryen not only for strategical reasons but for her beauty. The Lannisters were rich in gold and they held great influence within the seven kingdoms. making the allegiance would benefit their family.

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.

So mad at the gods because you're all I wanted. PRINCE BAELOR TARGARYEN / FEM!OC a knight of the seven kingdoms, s.1

Prince Baelor Breakspear should have died beneath a summer sky. The realm witnessed the blow, the healers named it survival, and life continued as though nothing had changed. Though to Baelor, the world no longer felt entirely his own. Dragons still existed, though only a chosen few could claim them, and Vermithor answered to him as if he always had. At court stood Rhaenyra Targaryen, his wife and his princess, a woman he knew by name but not by memory, whose devotion carried the quiet desperation of someone who had already mourned him once. They said the injury had left him confused. She said he only needed time to remember. But the longer Baelor lived within this life, the more reality resisted explanation: familiar histories felt unfinished, truths lingered behind careful silences, and Rhaenyra loved him with a certainty that both comforted and disarmed him. Somewhere between duty and tenderness, affection began to grow into something neither of them had expected to find again. If this had always been his life, why did it feel borrowed? And when the truth behind his survival finally came to light, would devotion be enough to forgive what had been sacrificed to keep him here?

✦ ✦ ✦ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 elira targaryen, the first and only daughter of prince baelor breakspear and jena dondarrion, finding herself catching feelings for the ignorant cousin she claims and tries her best to dislike. aerion targaryen, only wanting to make his cousins life miserable to cover up the hidden feelings he has for her for as long as he could remember. ✦ ✦ ✦ 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐗 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 ✦ ✦ ✦ All rights of characters and most of the plot belong to George RR Martin, except for characters and plot I have made, all rights of them belong to me. ✦ ✦ ✦ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 𝟐𝟒𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 - ?????

A letter meant for a son was lost in a storm and delivered instead to a princess a century in the past. What should have been ink and courtesy became something far more dangerous: a golden-eyed raven that slipped between lifetimes, carrying words across a hundred years of war and waiting. Prince Baelor Breakspear knew her only from history; a queen remembered in ash, blamed for a Dance that shattered dragons and scarred the realm beyond repair. Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen had never heard his name. And yet they had dreamed of one another long before the first letter arrived. Not in clear visions, but in fragments: a helm split beneath a summer sky, a dragon's shadow over black water, fire in the throat and blood on the grass, a hand reaching through smoke toward someone they could not see. They saw pieces of each other's lives, and pieces of each other's deaths, but never enough to understand the shape of the ending. Not until ink became confession. Not until loneliness deepened into love. Not until the truth of their fates lay bare between them, terrible and undeniable. Some loves had been written in the stars. But how could two souls bound by dragon dreams survive a century that refused to hold them at the same time? And if saving the other meant unraveling the future itself... which of them would dare to break the clockwork of history first?

The morning after his return from the stormlands after the defeat and exile of house Blackfyre, and he desperately wants to stay in his bed.

❛ her entire life she has yearned for the sun. seeing him for the first time is like coming home on a summer's day. ❜ [ AKOTSK ] [BAELOR TARGARYEN/OC]

Reader is apart of house Vespertine a small house to the north of Westeros that was known for its neutrality and secrecy, But what happens when reader is approached By Baelor Targaryen the heir Apparent to the Iron throne for help as rebellion begins to brew? How does their relationship bloom? Or will it remained untold like the secrets that the house Vespertine having been holding for decades?

❝ 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗔𝗙𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦 ❞ [BAELOR TARGARYEN]

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.

She was never meant to love him. And yet, it had always been him. Princess Allyria Targaryen was wed to her twin, bound to a marriage forged in duty and fear, to a man whose temper burned hotter than dragonfire. But in the shadows of the Red Keep, she found something gentler. Something dangerous. Prince Valarr Targaryen-the heir's heir, the moon to her star-was always there. In whispered conversations, in stolen glances, in the quiet moments when Allyria needed someone kind. He held her hand when she gave birth. He loved her children when others would not. And slowly, irrevocably, what should have been comfort became something far more perilous. As rumors coil through the court and history threatens to repeat itself, a young Prince Aegon-Egg-stumbles upon a truth that will change everything. One secret. One choice. One moment that sends him running from the Red Keep... and straight into legend. This is a story of forbidden love, family loyalty, courtly intrigue, and the quiet tragedies that shape history long before the songs are sung. BOOK 1 in "The Dragon's Hoard" Series

"you wrap around me like a chain, a crown, a vine. pulling me into the fire." --- pre-akotsk baelor breakspear x fem! oc