Houseofthedragon Stories

Born sickly and dismissed as a prince who would not live, Aelor Targaryen wakes with memories that should not be his and a hunger the court cannot see. In a Red Keep already splitting around Rhaenyra, Alicent, and Daemon, one fragile boy may change the fate of House Targaryen before the dragons choose their riders.

"I bend the knee to you sister... I swear fealty to you; before your family, before your people, before the seven kingdoms." "Why?" Rhaenyra dreaded his words, dreaded the sight of him. Baptised in the red of her guard's blood. "Give her to me." Aemond breathed. "I want Laenora." In which Laenora Velaryon finds herself betrothed to her Uncle Aemond by a dead king's word, all the while Prince Aegon chases her tail. *** Aemond Targaryen x Fem OC (with hints of Aegon Targaryen) All rights reserved 2023-2024. I do not own any characters in this story with the exception of Laenora Velaryon. I do not own any storylines except for those of which revolving around Laenora. Permission needed for translations.

►𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 What if Aemond Targaryen had a daughter? ❥"𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛." . . 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜⚠️ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝑶𝑪, 𝑨𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒂 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏. ➣𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙂𝙍𝙍𝙈 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙃𝘽𝙊, 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙊𝘾(𝘼𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣) 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚.

Aemond Targaryen fanfic

In the shadow of a kingdom on the brink of civil war, a forgotten secret returns to Westeros. Princess Vaelora Targaryen-Varyndar, the hidden daughter of Prince Daemon Targaryen and the heir to the ancient and powerful House Varyndar, arrives from the volcanic islands of the Narrow Sea. Raised as a warrior, dragonrider, and future ruler, she commands three dragons and carries the legacy of two legendary Valyrian bloodlines. Her arrival shakes the foundations of the realm. The Blacks see a powerful ally, the Greens see a dangerous threat, and Daemon must face the daughter he never knew existed. As Vaelora's path repeatedly crosses with the cold and formidable Prince Aemond Targaryen, fierce rivalry slowly gives way to respect, and respect begins to grow into something neither of them expected. But with the Dance of the Dragons drawing ever closer, every choice comes at a terrible cost. In a world where loyalty is tested, dragons rule the skies, and blood decides destiny, one hidden princess may change the fate of the Seven Kingdoms forever.

**Gods to Men** They say that when a Targaryen is born, the gods flip a coin. Rhaella Targaryen caught it. Born as the first child of Princess Rhaenyra and Laenor Velaryon, Rhaella grows up believing one truth above all others: dragonlords were never meant to live like ordinary men. While her family tears itself apart over crowns, succession, and pride, she studies the histories of Old Valyria, sits in the Small Council before she is old enough to wear a sword, and bonds with Vhalaris the Quiet-an ancient dragon forgotten by history itself. As the Dance of the Dragons begins, every loss reshapes her. A father. Brothers. Grandparents. Dragons. Kingdoms. Piece by piece, the realm convinces Rhaella that the greatest weakness of House Targaryen was never its enemies-it was that its own blood forgot what it was. The Greens call Rhaenyra a pretender. The Blacks call her their queen. Rhaella calls them all fools. For while kings and queens wage war over a throne forged from swords, she sees something far more precious dying: the last legacy of Old Valyria. This is not the story of a heroine. It is the story of a princess who watches gods become men-and decides she never will.

ROSE THORN ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ʀᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏʀɴꜱ ꕥ ✦ ╮ everyone underestimated her, thought her just a pretty face, a silly princess. they never realised she was a dragon, a rose full of thorns. but when the dragons dance and the fire takes what was once born of it, her name will be a roar they'll never forget. │ │ ╰───────────────🥀 ᴊᴀᴄᴀᴇʀʏꜱ ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ ᴏᴄ ᴀ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙʏ @ᴀɴɴᴀᴊᴏꜱᴇꜰꜰ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪᴍᴀʀʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ @ʟ_ᴛ_ɴᴏᴠ

In the realm of fire and blood, where dragons dance and ambition burns bright, two souls entwine in a fate forged by destiny's hand. Sitara Evangeline Potters-Black, mistress of death, lies on the precipice of childbirth, her essence flickering like a candle in the dark. In another life, Alicent Hightower, duty-bound and unfulfilled, faces her own peril in the throes of labor. As the veil between worlds thins, the gods intervene, trading their souls amidst the agony of creation-a rebirth wrapped in shadow. Awakening as Alicent Hightower, Sitara finds herself entangled in a web of power and rivalry, her heart heavy with the echoes of her past. Married to King Viserys Targaryen, she soon realizes that his love has waned, replaced by a growing affection for his daughter Rhaenyra. As their bond flourishes, Alicent's spirit wilts, suffocated by the weight of duty and a marriage steeped in disinterest. Yet, in the depths of her despair, a flicker of magic ignites within her-a dangerous gift that allows her to whisper the ancient tongues of dragons. Amidst the court's treachery and whispered betrayals, Alicent's path intertwines with that of Daemon Targaryen, the king's fierce brother. Initially adversaries in a deadly game of ambition, their hearts are drawn together, igniting a slow-burning flame that defies the boundaries of loyalty and duty. In the shadows of the Red Keep, passion blooms like a rose among thorns, a forbidden romance fraught with peril. In a world where every choice could lead to ruin, the stakes have never been higher. With the specter of death lurking, and alliances shifting like sand, can Alicent rise as a beacon of hope, or will she succumb to the darkness that seeks to claim her? The Dance of the Dragons beckons, and with it, the chance for redemption-or destruction. Rankings #1 in alicenthightower #1 in Houseofthedragon #1 in daemontargaryen

One lie. One child. One kingdom forever changed. On the night Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen swore before gods and men that nothing had happened between her and Prince Daemon, she carried a secret no one-not even she-knew existed. Born into whispers and raised as the daughter of Laenor Velaryon, the firstborn princess grows to become the heart of House Targaryen. As old rivalries threaten to divide the realm, she refuses to let ambition destroy the family she loves. In a world where history expected fire and blood, perhaps all it ever needed was one dragon willing to choose peace. An alternate universe where the Dance of the Dragons never comes to pass, old Valyria's traditions endure, and House Targaryen remains united.

༻| 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈 |༺ ❝𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲.❞- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦-𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯. When fate intervenes and entwines the bastard spare daughter of Rhaenys Targaryen with the Rogue Prince. 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐲𝐬 (𝐎𝐂) | 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏| ── •✧• ── ⋆⋅༻✦༺⋅⋆ ── •✧• ── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 [𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ~ ] ©ixfixite_ | 2024

The Queen is dead and her best friend is angry. Elowen Redfort, Queen Aemma's Lady-in-waiting and closest confidant is in the room when the queen is murdered. Driven by her grief Elowen finds herself in the King's chambers intending to confront her cousin's killer. Female!OC x Viserys Targaryen

Another world. Another life. Another Alicent. The Dance of Dragons was supposed to decide the future of House Targaryen. Instead, an ancient book appears. Within its pages lies the story of a woman none of them have ever met - yet a woman with the face of their queen. Alicent Wynthorne. The last daughter of an ancient magical house. The girl who sacrificed her happiness to save those she loved. The woman James Potter never forgot. The friend Lily Potter trusted above all others. The mother who refused to let Harry Potter become a weapon in another man's war. As Westeros watches her life unfold, they see an Alicent who challenges kings, defeats enemies, and chooses love without surrendering her power. Daemon sees a fire he never expected. Otto sees the daughter he always wanted - and the one he never allowed to exist. Rhaenyra sees the girl she lost. And Alicent Hightower sees something far more painful. Not a stranger. Not an enemy. A possibility. Because the cruelest punishment is not seeing what you lack. It is seeing who you might have become.

𝘼𝙉𝘼𝙀𝙇𝙔𝙎 𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙂𝘼𝙍𝙔𝙀𝙉 tore her mother apart from the inside out. She had gotten stuck halfway from the womb, slowly eroding the bones and muscles within the young woman. Her father had been granted a choice, and in that moment the chance of a son seemed greater than his love for his wife, his Aemma. It was a decision that would haunt Viserys until his dying breath, one that would rest upon Anaelys's shoulders. Started ➞ 17th January 2023 Published ➞ 23rd January 2023 Finished ➞ Ongoing [ SLOW UPDATES ]

She comes like rain, soft and gentle, upon his cheeks. The taste of summer snow and enduring love, like a declaration of war upon fate. ⸻ ( daemon targaryen ) ( house of the dragon ) • 2022 ( rewrite in progress )

The year is 105 AC. Queen Aemma Arryn dies bringing her son into the world. Every maester in the Red Keep expects the infant prince to follow her before sunrise. He doesn't. Because the child in King Viserys I's arms is not merely Prince Baelon Targaryen. He is also a young man from another world-a psychology student whose last memories are fragments of books, internet discussions, and a trailer about a dynasty destined to destroy itself. He knows enough to fear what is coming. Not enough to stop it. History remembers the Dance of the Dragons as a struggle between Rhaenyra and Aegon. But history never recorded a surviving son of Viserys and Aemma. Baelon's existence changes every relationship in the realm before he can even walk. Rhaenyra gains the little brother she never expected to love. Daemon finds an heir worth testing. Alicent's children grow up with an elder brother instead of an absent rival. Baelon possesses no prophetic certainty. To survive, he must become more than a dragonrider. He must become a statesman, a commander, a brother, a son... and one day, a king. Because in Westeros, dragons win battles. But families decide whether kingdoms burn.

The tale of Visenya Velaryon and Cregan Stark. Visenya Velaryon, young Princess of Dragonstone, is determined to prove herself worthy of her blood and protect her kin as the realm teeters on the edge of chaos. Far in the North, the young Lord of Winterfell- solemn, steadfast, and born to lead- grows into his destiny. Their paths collide once more, and the embers of an old bond flare hot amid rising shadows. But the Greens have seized Rhaenyra's throne, and war sweeps towards them like a storm, sparing neither the brave nor the beloved. As the realm burns and loyalties are tested, Visenya must confront the question that haunts all who bear the name Targaryen: When the coin is cast, will she rise to greatness... or fall to madness?

"It had been a long time since Aemond had known real fear. So long that he couldn't even recognize the feeling when he came upon the man drowning his betrothed in the bath. That fear was replaced with anger. Rage. He had known rage. He knew it well enough to know what was to come next. Nothing could stop Aemond Targaryen as he tore the man from Aemma. Aemond did not spare the look of surprise on the man's face a second thought. His fist collided with the man's nose first. Then his cheekbone. Then his right eye. His nose. His left eye." ~ Aemma Velaryon is the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Black Queen. Aemond Targaryen is the youngest son of Alicent Hightower, the queen of the Greens. When they are arranged to be wed, a reluctant but reliant bond is forged. Can their love rise above the flames set alight by their parents? Or will the forces at work push them to opposite sides of an oncoming war? [fanfiction inspired by the House of the Dragon show]

Reborn in Westeros as Baelon Targaryen, Viserys's son who was supposed to have died. The Blacks? The Greens? Go play somewhere else! The Iron Throne? It's uncomfortable to sit on. My big sister is far more appealing... ... Fan translation of 重生贝尔隆，我在维斯特洛抽词条 by 怨如一夜春, if you can, please support the original author.

It didn't come as a surprise that Aerion Targaryen, the King's eldest child, a son, an heir, hated the Hightowers, especially Otto Hightower and in result Alicent Hightower. Even if she was the friend of his beloved sister. Her hair, her face, her eyes, her lips, her hands, her waist. He hated her. And yet he never did. Season 1 - ?? Mature themes

The second child of King Viserys and Queen Alicent. For some reason, she was seen as a plague, a disgusting swine, even though she never did anything wrong in her youth, due to many problems, including her brothers and sisters, and parents who didn't care. She went down a dark path of Lust and heartlessness, fun. Till she was informed of something that would change her life.⠀⠀ Ratings: Rated R ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⢳⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣷⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣄⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣧⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣄⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⠀⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢀⣿⡆⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣼⣿⣿⡄ ⠀⢰⠀⠀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣼⣿⣿⣿⣧ ⠀⣿⡀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⡿⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⠀⣿⣷⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⠃⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⡄⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇ ⢳⣌⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀ ⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⣿⣿⠋⣠⠀ ⠀⠈⢻