Duncanthetall Stories

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?

There is an old belief that trees remember. Every prayer whispered beneath their branches. Every promise carved into their bark. Every drop of blood spilled among their roots. If that is true, then the dead weirwood of Raventree Hall has witnessed more than most. For beneath its pale lifeless branches grows the story of House Blackwood and the four siblings who find themselves standing at the heart of a journey far greater than themselves. This is not a tale of heroes or dragon lords. It is a tale of people who loved too deeply, endured too long, and discovered that honour is rarely the clean, noble thing the songs and tales would have you believe.

Born in Lys, Vaenora grows up surrounded by beauty and freedom, never imagining her future lies across the sea. In Westeros, the Great Spring Sickness has devastated House Targaryen, leaving Prince Valarr Targaryen the reluctant heir to the Iron Throne. Widowed and grieving, he has no wish to remarry, but the realm demands an heir. Chosen for her Valyrian blood and beauty, Vaenora is brought to Westeros and thrust into a marriage built on duty rather than affection. Admired by the court yet stripped of her freedom, she struggles to find her place beside a husband haunted by loss. As intrigue spreads through the royal court, Vaenora finds an unexpected connection that offers comfort-and the possibility of something more. But in a kingdom ruled by duty, forbidden feelings come at a dangerous cost. Caught between obligation and her own desires, Vaenora must decide what she is willing to sacrifice for freedom, love, and her future. Set during a fragile Targaryen reign, a tale of courtly intrigue, forbidden desire, and difficult choices unfolds within the Red Keep. Oc x Valarr Targaryen Oc x Ser Duncan the tall

When Morwenna first met Aerion, he was collecting his brother from the bar. He drew her in, despite her better judgment, in a moment that signaled the beginning of the end. What followed was a perfect storm of mercurial love that she could not seem to escape, no matter how hard she tried. And by the time she realizes she is falling for his brother, she will not want to. Modern AU

you cannot reason with a tiger when your head is in its mouth ╱ © teenyteeena 2026

⠀︵⠀𝒲𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏? ⠀◌Ⳋ𝅄 ♡ 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝜗 For Daeron Targaryen, there is death in everyone, and he has seen it all, except for that of his cousin, daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne, Daenys. She represents hope for him, and a future he can actually write for himself. ৎ 𝄞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐞 - 𝐘𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞 ⠀︵⠀𝒴𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 ⠀◌Ⳋ𝅄

Not even dragons are immune to fire. akotsk modern!au cover by @-quinlans!

❝ 𝑾𝑯𝒀 𝑾𝑶𝑼𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑶𝑫𝑺 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼.ᐣ ❞ ❝ 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑨𝑴𝑬. 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝒀 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑺. ❞ In the halls of the Red Keep, it is said that some tragedies begin with a child's gesture. When the Purple Fever strikes the court of King Daeron II Targaryen, Princess Aelynor loses what she holds most dear: her mother. But grief does not come alone. It brings anger with it. Aelynor Targaryen is not like other princesses. She dreams not of crowns or political marriages. She dreams of steel, honour and chivalry 𝄖things that the world of men denies women. At court, princes grow up, alliances are forged and grudges fester. Prince Valarr Targaryen carries the hopes of a kingdom on his shoulders, while the shadows of the past and the ambitions of the great houses threaten the fragile peace of the reign. And while the songs speak of heroes, Aelynor discovers a crueller truth. In Westeros, becoming a legend always comes at a price, and all men must die. 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑰 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 '𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉' 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒓. 𝒓. 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏 cover by mary metzger

(COMING SOON) (Aerion Targaryen X OC fem) (Valarr Targaryen X OC fem) (Valarr X OC Fem X Aerion)

We all know how the story goes, Jon Snow was supposed to be brought back after dying at Castle Black's mutiny, participating in battle for the Dawn and all that. But what if Ned Stark had a bastard daughter too ?, one born in 280 AC shortly before the Rebellion started, one who cared for Jon deeply and followed him to the Wall by settling in Mole's town. What if she found out he was dead, but instead of letting Melisandre desecrate his body and soul by bringing him back through her monster God, she stopped her and made sure he rested in peace ?. Witness as Alarin Snow becomes Alarin the Primal Wolf, the High Magnarra of the North and the one who changes the North forever.

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)

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

To the realm, she was many things. A woman of noble blood. Granddaughter of the King. Third child, and only daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne. But to Dunk, she would never be that. Never. To him, she would always be the girl he met by chance at the inn. The girl who never failed to surprise him at every turn. Who would plant her feet in the dirt and the muck beside him, even if she would have been far better served by running away. To the realm, she may be the Princess Vaelorra Targaryen. But to him she would only ever be the woman he had come to love.

"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

Daeron Targaryen was used to night horrors, not dreams about a pretty girl in a lilac dressed holding him in her arms. And yet the same woman had been visiting him for days now. Aelora Targaryen was six-and-ten now, the usual age for a marriage, one that she wasn't ready for. But it was her only chance to get the silver brooch on Baelor's chest and become his Lady Hand someday. A dreamer and a princess meet again in the capital. Will they be able to save their house from ruin?

One evening changed the course of the Daenyra Targaryen's life. Five years later and she's back for revenge - except, no one knows that the young princess has returned. She's entered the lists as the King's personal champion - ready to get revenge on the man who took everything from her. Daenyra Targaryen will take back what is hers by birth with fire and blood.

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ━━━━⊱ ༒︎ ⊰━━━━ All characters belong to George R.R Martin, besides my original character! Also, some much-needed information: both Aerion and the original character are 18. I will not mention a lot of characters that WEREN'T included in the AKOTSK series. This takes place after the Trial of Seven. Some things and situations may be inaccurate or non-canon for the sake of the plot. Warnings: strong language, manipulation, alcohol, 18+ themes, violence, blood and death. You have been warned.

Aerion Targaryen dies by wildfire, and Valarr Targaryen by spring fever, only to wake again on Ashford Field at the very moment that ruined both their lives. Given a second chance to change the past, what will they choose this time? E.g: Protective Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen, Protective Maekar I Targaryen, Maybe too much, Baelor lives AU, Dark Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen. Dark Maekar I Targaryen, Suicide attempt, suicidal thoughts, Time Travel, Reincarnation, Hurt no comfort

This isn't a complete or linear story, just a few short stories. English isn't my native language, so please forgive the frequent mistakes! Some locations, characters, and stories are taken from the book "A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms" by George R. R. Martin and the TV series of the same name. The rights to these elements belong solely to their respective owners. A princess's life is a poem, spat out by a poet in torn stockings, just as it is a song, sung by a bard with empty pockets. Why, in Westeros, does no princess ever seem to be able to write her own fairy tale? Perhaps the ink has dried up at the pace of their dreams, its single drop sealing their doom as young brides. Perhaps those pages were torn to pieces, long before their birth sealed their fate, by the hands of the man they will call their father, brother, uncle. By the men who will see them as children, and call them women. The first story is about a fictionary character, Daenys, who's Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen's daughter. As she grows up, she fears what will happen to her in the coming times, as she has already seen the same story repeated among other girls slightly older than her. But even though she already sees herself as soon to be a grown girl, her father Baelor sees nothing but his beloved child.

Prince Valarr Targaryen, son of Baelor Targaryen, was carefully sculpted to be the perfect prince. But the death of his beloved wife, Elayne Redwyne, left a hollow space in his chest that duty could not fill. In the cold wake of his loss, he found warmth in the one place he should have feared to look: the tempting arms of Lady Lysara Loraqen. Lysara is renowned for being clever, with a beauty that surpasses the muck of Westeros, and-most dangerously-the shackled wife of the volatile, Prince Aerion Targaryen. What began as a whispered confidence in a dark corridor has spiraled into a feverish obsession. For Valarr, Lysara is no longer just comfort; she is a necessity. But for Aerion, possession is the only law. Known for a temper that burns hotter than wildfire, Aerion views his wife as his absolute domain. The one thing no one can claim ownership over, but himself. In a court where every wall has ears, and every shadow has eyes, Valarr and Lysara play a lethal game of heated liaison. They dance recklessly on the edge of a blade, knowing that if Aerion were to suspect of their betrayal, the Dragonpit will run red with more than just old blood.