Daerontargaryen Stories

Rosyn Hightower was the eldest daughter of Otto and Melarie Hightower. Older sister to Alicent and Gwayne Hightower, she saw it as her duty to protect them especially after their mother's death and their father's plans for advancement.

The Blacks and the Greens are brought forward to react to the future of Daena Targaryen, the youngest child of Viserys I. They watch her life, her love and even how everything began and ended and while watching they even see secrets of their own brought to light and when all is over they will have a choice, change everything or fight and die. Book 2 in "The Kingdom of Glass" Series

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖘 „ she's the death you chose, you're in terrible danger. " ╰┈➤house of the dragon ( season 1- ) ╰┈➤aegon targaryen x fem!oc x aemond targaryen ╰┈➤gwayne Hightower x fem!oc ╰┈➤ slight! male!oc x helaena targaryen ╰┈➤ I DON'T OWN HOTD !!

"He's stalwart. Clever. As adept with his lute as he is with his sword. And a feature in the fancies of many a young lady I'd wager." Having affections for a prince was not uncommon for a high born lady of her standing. But he was her enemy, her mind scolded her. There were dozens upon dozens of reasons why it was a bad idea for her to be sneaking out to see him. And yet she could not help herself. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. And. . . she knew she would get burned. Knew she could get killed. But whenever his lips touched hers she found herself not caring about any of that. She just knew she didn't want him to stop.

An eye for an eye, a brother for a brother. Naerys Velaryon wants the killer of her twin to know the same pain as she does ----------- My job moved from ao3

Wandering in the dark corridors of the Red Keep, which would become a new habit for a certain prince who was looking for a way to escape from the many responsibilities and scoldings that would come upon him as soon as his mother discovered that he had run away from his classes again. What he did not know was that that night and the ones that would follow, he would have a new companion, one that he never expected to see in his life, something that would change many things both in his present and in the future...

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In 109 AC Helaena Targaryen was born, all throughout her life people would see her only as a strange girl until her final days. She was merely 21 when she was found impaled by the spikes below Maegor's Holdfast.

Aegon the Unworthy died but left so many problems on his deathbed. Now it's Daeron's job to fix his father's mistakes while his own brother is plotting behind his back.

A team green fanfic A war between dragons not only effected house Targaryen but the people whom would not bend to the true king Aegon. He would not be seen as a merciful king he would take what was his with fire and blood as his wife wished. A girl more deserving of the name Visenya than Naerys a good thing she was not named as such otherwise she would have never survived Rooks Rest a battle when she saved her husband from Vhagars dragon fire... gravely injuring her dear she-dragon in the process. After Aegon watched his sister and her dragon plummet to the ground he flew into a fit of rage and so did his dragon whom was born form the same egg as Moonfyre... Sunfyre and Moonfyre, Aegon and Naerys, bound from birth bound to be devoted to one another till the end of time

Warning: Feel-good fix-it with Mary Sue-adjacent main character. Valeikova's Dragon of the North, exhausted and so incredibly traumatized after dealing with a full blown civil war caused by what is essentially family drama, yearned for a fucking break, one that did not result in her having even more responsibilities on her shoulders. When letters came about a newly discovered land called "Westeros", however, she knew that things would not go her way: there was no room for a break, responsibilities sought her how lovers sought each other's arms (or did she seek them herself?). Valeikova did their research, and then as they decided that they could not just pretend Westeros doesn't exist however big or small of a threat it is, they had to send someone to impress Westeros, or preferably, intimidate it. That someone was her and she (un)happily obliged. It was the most important purpose of her position, after all. Intimidation. or A fortunately unfortunate envoy found herself caught up in the family feud of the Targaryens. Being the ever dutiful eldest daughter with zero proper childhood and a tendency to fix things she did not ruin, she decided that they should know they fucked up and are fucked up, and if they do not sort things out, she will.

Maegelle Velaryon was born amongst thunders and fire, blood and sweat, but most importantly, pain. Born a woman, but also a princess. The weight of duty was as palpable as a flame against skin, the expectations the others had in her as high as a dragon dancing in the sky. The cruelness of the world had made it very clear to the eyes of the young princess that she was born for only one, damned thing: all she had to do was sit, look pretty, and obey. A woman had little to have and even less to give in a world like that, if it hadn't been for their "gift" of creating new lives, they would've been erased from the face of the earth a lot sooner than excepted. At least that was people kept reapeating her since she was old enough to hold a needle and sew. She managed just fine for the first years of her life. She could bear the mother's stern look when she did something that had little to do with a princess;the stares of the people around her and their smiles who never quite reached their eyes; the weight of others expectations about her and her life; the piercing, icy stare of the septa when she failed her stitching, and even the inappropriate looks she received from the lords who wished to bind their house to the targaryens by the rite of marriage. But everything changed when incident after incident kept cutting the ties between the two sides of her family. Reason why, one day, she lost the only person that could understand her emotions. Her dear uncle, Daeron. Maegelle Velaryon was born to inherit naught but fire and ash. But maybe not everything was lost....

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ You say, "Maybe we make our own destiny" But I know that we're destined to break - When Rhaenyra received a raven from her husband Daemon that her sweet, innocent daughter had been killed by her one-eyed half-brother, she collapsed, and she screamed so loudly that all people in Dragonstone heard her mournful scream for the loss of her daughter. - What the people didn't know was that a black smoke just appeared out of nowhere and teleported them to a room with little light with people they didn't know, some people from the past, or their enemies, just to watch the people princess's second life. - FemLucerys x Daeron Targaryen FemLucerys x ??? FemPercy Jackson X ??? A/N: This story is inspired by all those who created some wtm (watching the movie), so I wanna credit all of them because they inspired me to make this. I'll re-edit everything.

"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" Alicent Hightower was the Rose of Oldtown, the Light of the Reach - daughter of Otto Hightower, Hand of the King, and Lady Alyrie of House Florent. She was the daughter of Faith and Knowledge, the Mother of Dragons, the Bride of Dreams, and the Lover of Fire. When the Lord and Ladies of the Realm are brought to watch the future, that of a dance between Dragons, after King Viserys I takes a young girl - a child - as his newest bride after the death of Queen Aemma Arryn. At thirteen, the lady Alicent became the child bride of King Viserys I, a man haunted by the ghost of his first wife, Queen Aemma Arryn. Bound to a throne and torn between duty and desire, Alicent's heart was never hers alone. Seven children bore her name-Aegon and Helaena, trueborn to Viserys; Aemond, a child of Daemon's reckless passion; Daeron, and the twins Rhaenor and Naerys, the fragile offspring of Laenor's hidden love; and Laenora, lost before she could breathe. As dragons rise and kingdoms tremble, Alicent and those she loves must learn, in blood and fire, what it means to fight for survival - and what is sacrificed in the ashes of love, power, and betrayal. They witness up close what "Fire and Blood" demands-and the ruin born when dragons take flight against dragons. Created By • HOTSW • Book 3 in "The Kingdom of Glass" Series

The urge remains the same; freedom from the pain. duncan the tall x original character morozavos, 2026.

'I'm on the run, with you, my sweet love.' ˗ˏˋ ♡ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✫ ┊ ┊ ♫ ° ┊ ⊹ ✽ ⋆ ┊ . ˚. ❆ 𝕴n which, when a daughter is born, the gods flip a coin and the world holds it's breath and waits to see which side it will land. ๓ค໓ຖēŞŞ or 𝒢𝓇𝑒𝓪𝓉𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈

Aegon did not want to be king. Unfortunately for him, his brothers and sisters did not care. In the summer of 108 AC, Alicent Hightower, Wife of King Viserys I, gave birth to twin girls. Their presence changes the songs of history in what will forever be known as "The Dance of Dragons" A story in which Aegon pulls his shit together; Aemond uses his one eye to stare a path into the future; Helaena and Daeron become badasses, and two girls change the tides of war. The maesters had said it was a bad omen when the two were born and given the names of conquerors. The maesters were right. But this time, the dragon will not have three heads. It has six. Lines are drawn. Alliances are made and broken. A dragon switches sides. "The dragons will dance. The realm will bleed. But it will not be our blood."

𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯, 𝘈𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦. That is what written in the history. But they forgot that he almost did. ☼☼☼ There is no female Dragonkeeper. "Lykirī..." Yet, there is a female voice echoed through the stone halls. It is the hour of the owl and the voice sings a melancholic High Valyrian song that made him shivers. If Aegon was more drunk, he would be convinced that some young maiden's spirit is haunting Dragonpit. "Drakari pykiros..." Sunfyre's chamber already in his eyesight and as he walks closer, that voice starts to become louder. His senses immediately sharpens. There is a smuggler... No. An assassin meant to harm his dragon. "Ēdrugon ȳrda..." Someone knew Sunfyre has been harmed from the last battle. And they are going to take an advantage of it. "Kostagon se bantis tepagon ao lyks..." He waste no time to enter the place where Sunfyre supposed to rest. "Who dares harm a king's dragon?!" The voice turn into a gasp. His torch shine on the intruder. A girl. ☼☼☼ 𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐱 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 Story set somewhere after Blood & Cheese, early in The Dance of The Dragon.

You cannot sense what I sense, feelings time forgot You're just a man, I guess, you do not live obsessed Weaving some meaning, some myth in your party dress Aeraena Targaryen was born to the boiling of war and betrayals. She knew that before any man or woman. She knew many things and she knew nothing of what to do with it. A princess, was just a pretty way to say she was trapped in a castle and would only move to a different one once she was married off. War and death and loss on the bend and no one will listen to her or her twin. The royal twins, one a dreamer and the other a rumored witchling. Will she survive, be that running away with Veraxys or manipulating her way through, or will she die scratching and clawing all the way to the grave? started: June 28th 2025 ended: uncompleted Word count: currently inconclusive Percentage: currently inconclusive