Gameofthrones 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.

Hicca left home to find dragons like Toothless. She did not mean to find Westeros. When a storm unlike any she has ever seen throws her across the world, she lands in the North - a land that already knows the word dragon, and hates it. The villagers fear her. The nobles study her. The King will eventually demand answers. In Winterfell, she finds something unexpected: curiosity instead of conquest. A bastard son who doesn't flinch. A wild girl who wants a sword that burns. A lord who measures men by honor, not legend. But in a world where dragons once ruled through terror, can a girl who believes in trust survive long enough to prove she's not another tyrant? And what happens when the North starts to believe her?

Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

After reclaiming Meereen and freeing her dragons, Daenerys Targaryen believes her children are the last of their kind. But when fishermen report a jet‑black, hornless dragon slicing silently across the dawn sky - with a mysterious armored rider on its back - her world shifts. Fear strikes first: another dragon means another power, another claim, another threat. Yet as she weighs the dangers against the possibilities, Daenerys begins to wonder whether this stranger could be the ally she never expected. Across the sea, Hiccup and Toothless find themselves torn from their world they left behind and thrust into a land of fire, thrones, and war - where dragons are both feared and worshipped. As two dragon riders from different worlds draw closer, their meeting will challenge destinies, ignite new alliances, and reshape the balance of power in Essos.

The Gods had blessed the Lannisters with twins once, and he would do so once more as Cersei Lannister would give birth to another alongside Joffrey Baratheon. Another boy with secrets already sewn into his heart. One troubled by injustice, yet bound by duty. A lion, born in the skin of a Stag. Would he let his duty bind him, or will he let justice guide his hand? Or shall envy swallow it all!

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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

The last leaves of autumn are drifting across Winterfell. Jon Arryn is dead, and King Robert rides North to Winterfell with the Lannisters in tow... ...just so in time for Artemis Green to find herself inexplicably transported to the harsh world of Westeros. Thrust into a world where honor breeds death and trust leads to betrayal, Artemis must balance her desire to save lives with the risk of changing too much, all while protecting her heart from those who could either be her greatest allies or her greatest weaknesses. [season one got - ] · updates every Wednesday and Saturday

She took his hand then and placed it-not ceremoniously, not dramatically-against her abdomen. Still flat beneath fabric. Still unchanged to the eye. His breath caught. "There," she said. "You're officially present." He didn't move. Barely breathed. "I don't feel anything." "It's early." "So it's ignoring me." She smirked. "Much like its parents." He snorted despite himself. "Rude." She leaned back, head resting against the stone wall. "You can talk, if you like." He stared at her. "To the child." "Yes." "What would I say." "Whatever you'd say to anyone you intend to terrify and protect simultaneously." He considered that, then leaned closer, lowering his voice as if the sea itself might overhear. "You will not be weak," he murmured. "You will not be small. And no one will ever touch you without consequence." Ariella hummed. "Subtle." "It's honest." She turned her head to look at him. "Try again. Less threat. More... reassurance." He grimaced. "I don't reassure." "You're doing fine." He sighed and tried again, awkwardly sincere. "You're... wanted." Her expression softened fully now. "And," he added, "your mother is very irritating but extremely competent." She laughed quietly. "Careful. I'll tell it you said that." He glanced down at her stomach, then back at her face. "It doesn't move." "Not yet." He frowned. "I expected something more dramatic." "Patience," she said. "Even dragons take time." They sat like that for a while, firelight flickering, the sea marking time beyond the walls. Eventually, Ariella shifted and yawned, the fatigue of the day finally asserting itself. Daemon noticed immediately. "You should sleep." "I will." "Now." "In a moment." Dragonstone stood watch-men loyal, banners snapping, a dragon coiled in the heights. Inside, two formidable people sat quietly with the smallest, strangest certainty either had ever known.

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.

"𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙮." 𝐀 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬] [𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞]

She is a musician with calloused fingers and a lute that never leaves her side, playing for coins in inns, taverns, and crowded streets. The world above her is full of fire and gold, but she knows only the rhythm of survival... until a single note changes everything. 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC ©MONZIEE 2026. #1 got #1 targaryen

"When fire meets the sea, the tides burn." A story of love, loyalty, and the girl who tamed both dragon and king. --- When Queen Aemma Arryn dies in 112 AC, grief grips the realm - and the Iron Throne sits heavier than ever beneath King Viserys Targaryen's sorrow. Yet among the whispers of alliance and ambition, one name rises like the tide. Lady Vaella Velaryon, eldest daughter of Corlys and Rhaenys, was born of sea and flame - a dragon egg gifted by King Viserys himself hatched in her cradle, giving her the mighty she-dragon Thalassa, the Tide-Fire. With her mother's grace and her father's courage, Vaella is beloved throughout court - the pearl of Driftmark, the dragonrider who tamed the sea. Lord Corlys Velaryon calls her his pride and heir, yet beneath his devotion lies a restless dream - that Velaryon blood, his blood, might one day sit the Iron Throne. So when the grieving king's eyes begin to linger too long upon Vaella, love becomes both promise and peril. For in Westeros, every heart is a battlefield - and when fire meets the sea, even the gods hold their breath.

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

Maegon Waters, the bastsard son of Maekar Targaryen born just 2 years before redgrass field his mother handing him off to a traveling Minstrel at the age 1 and half in fear of the Targaryen's hunting down there bastards at the age of 12 he was handed over to a hedge knight by the name of Florian the Fair at the age of seventeen upon defeating a wildling in the borders of the vale he was knighted on the way to Ashford meadow while his master died of an festering wound he decides to become a mystery knight for the tourney

When Jon Snow dies fighting the White Walkers, death is not the end, it is just a beginning. Reborn as Aenar Targaryen, son of King Viserys I, he enters a realm already poised on the edge of fracture. Crowned heir while still a child, Aenar grows amid courtly betrayal, a broken father, and a sister he swears to protect at any cost. As ancient memories stir and the cold stirs early in the North, the Seven Kingdoms face a reckoning long before their time. The Long Night remembers its enemy and he has returned.

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Osric Stark, eldest son and heir of Lord Eddard Stark and twin brother of Robb Stark. on top of being reborn into Game of Thrones, the Old Gods have blessed him with knowledge and abilities among them Smithing, so imagine his surprise when he learns of metals from other Fandoms.

What if Ned was a female? what if Rhaeger wasn't married to Elia Martell? what if Rhaeger takes interest in the Lady Wolf, Eddara Stark?

Lieutenant Cora Harper was a soldier of the future-a biotic-wielding commando bound by discipline and the mission of the Andromeda Initiative. But when a Remnant vault glitch tears a hole in reality, she isn't dropped onto a golden world. She falls into a realm of mud, blood, and ancient fire: Westeros. In the year 105 AC, the House of the Dragon is at the height of its power, and Prince Daemon Targaryen is its most dangerous weapon. When the Rogue Prince witnesses a woman in white-and-blue armor decimate a Triarchy fleet with "blue sorcery" and a thunder-stick that shatters bone, he doesn't see a monster. He sees a match. Trapped in a medieval world of lethal court intrigue and patriarchal chains, Cora must navigate a den of vipers who brand her a witch and a Faith that wants her burned. Her only ally is the man who embodies everything she was taught to fear: a chaotic, ambitious prince who breathes fire and answers to no one. Between the heat of the Stepstones and the shadows of Dragonstone, a volatile attraction ignites. It is a collision of two worlds-one of cold steel and dragons, the other of kinetic barriers and starships. As the succession tensions of King Viserys's court threaten to boil over, Cora must decide if she will use her alien powers to save the Rogue Prince from his own darkness, or if his Valyrian fire will finally consume the soldier from the stars. Content Warning This story is intended for mature audiences only. It contains graphic descriptions of medieval and futuristic violence, including the use of high-tech weaponry and biotics against organic targets. Readers should be prepared for sexual content, intense power dynamics, and the morally grey themes characteristic of the Targaryen dynasty. Additional themes include profanity, political betrayal, and the psychological trauma of displacement. Reader discretion is strongly advised.