Houseofthedragon Stories

Rhaegar Royce-Targaryen was never supposed to exist. Born in secret at Runestone in the Vale, the only son of Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce, he was the product of a single drunken wedding night - a child his father never acknowledged, raised entirely by a mother who was too proud to ask for anything from the man who had abandoned her. Lady Rhea gave him her grey eyes, her bronze stubbornness, and her name before his father's. She gave him Runestone. She gave him everything. When she died, he inherited it all - the castle, the title, the Vale lordship - and ruled it capably at seventeen with her cousin Gerold Royce at his side. He did not think of King's Landing. He did not think of dragons or thrones or the silver-haired family that had never once thought of him. He was, in every way that mattered, a Royce. And then the King's invitation arrived. Highest Rankings: 1# - rhaenyratargaryen 1# - rhaenyra 1# - rhearoyce 1# - housetaragryen

The north remembers..... cover by arii <3 Game of thrones Season 2 onwards

House of the Dragon fanfic. Born in 119 AC, Vaelora Targaryen has never quite grown the way other children do. She counts stitches, listens to silences, and hears what others dismiss. But the realm is shifting. A king dies. A crown is claimed. Dragons stir. Caught between green and black, between prophecy and blood, Vaelora stands too near the fire. Some wars are fought with swords. Others are fought inside a child's mind.

This is the story of Princess Eiraella Targaryen, a princess of the blood born into the glory and danger of House Targaryen. She is the daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and his beloved queen, Aemma Arryn, and the twin sister of Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne. While her sister is destined to rule and claim dragons as her birthright, Eiraella walks a different path. In a dynasty defined by fire and blood, she remains dragonless-an unusual fate for a Targaryen princess. Yet what she lacks in flame, she makes up for in intellect, resolve, and quiet strength. Set within the splendor and intrigue of the royal court, her story unfolds in the shadow of the Iron Throne. As the youngest member of the Small Council, Eiraella must navigate the dangerous politics of the Red Keep, where loyalty is fragile and ambition burns hotter than dragonfire. Surrounded by powerful lords, shifting alliances, and the ever-present weight of her family's legacy, she must prove that power does not come only from dragons-but from wisdom, courage, and an unyielding will. This is the tale of a princess without a dragon, striving to find her place in the House of the Dragon. 🔥🐉🔥 So far only Princess Eiraella is my own creation; all other characters and much of the world remain as portrayed in House of the Dragon. The story follows the main plot of the series, though certain events and details have been reimagined to weave her journey seamlessly into the unfolding drama. As this is my first fanfiction-and English is not my first language-there may be mistakes along the way. Still, this story is written with passion and admiration for the world of fire and blood, and I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed creating it. 🔥🐉🔥 A tale of fire and blood set upon parchment, where dragons stir and wolves remember... 🥚Story journey: started 07.02.2025 / ended ?? 🔥

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐀𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 nest . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.." -𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐃 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜(✯◡✯) 𝒜ℯ𝑔ℴ𝓃 𝓍 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝒪𝒞

In the frozen North, Juelle Frostmere has always found solace in the freedom her noble birth allows her - hunting, sparring, and the quiet companionship of Cregan, her father's only bastard son and lifelong friend. But when Aerion Targaryen, heir to the dragon blood, arrives at her name day, everything she knows about loyalty, love, and power is challenged. In a world where fire meets ice, can hearts endure the flames? This is a fanfiction set in the world of Westeros, featuring completely fictional houses and characters created for this story. Any resemblance to established lore is coincidental.

House of the dragons

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍━━━━━ in which Maegora Targaryen, the Queen of Devuniean and Jacaerys Velaryon the heir to the Iron Throne fall in love and live a happy married life. or in which Maegora does her best to support her aunt and her husband's claim to the throne. And she will give due punishment to those who come against them. ❝Your reign is over.❞ ━━ ❝My reign has just begun❞ ╰┈➤ jacaerys velaryon x oc ╰┈➤house of the dragon fanfic ╰┈➤friends to lovers

They died as heroes. After defeating Lord Voldemort, Amora Potter and her twin brother Harry Potter expected peace. Instead, they were given something else. A second life. Reborn into the dangerous world of dragons, kings, and bloodlines, they awaken as the children of Queen Alicent Hightower-two heirs marked by the gods themselves. One, a prince destined for power. The other... something far more unsettling. With eyes of emerald and amethyst, Amora Targaryen is not like the others. She remembers. Not everything. Not yet. But enough to know this world is just as cruel as the last. As the court begins to fracture and whispers of prophecy and power spread, the twins become the center of something far greater than themselves. Faith. Fear. Fire. And war. Because in a kingdom where the gods have made their presence known- No one is safe. And this time? Amora will not lose everything again.

A feral Dragonlady kidnaps a depressed Targaryen Prince :Also posted in Ao3 HTTYD x HOTD

Rhaenyra had given birth to a daughter, a precious child who bore all the hallmarks of a Targaryen. The daughter's destiny would intertwine with that of Aemond Targaryen.

In which the true born daughter of Rhaenrya Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon is nothing but the debt Alicent Hightower intends to collect. Started//12/28/2022- Finished// 3/18/24 Highest Ranking: #1 AemondTargaryen #1 AegonTargaryen (More rankings but these two have been #1 for last two weeks)

"All the things she said, all the things she said Running through my head, running through my head All the things she said This is not enough "

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.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟." (fem!oc x Jacaerys Velaryon) (fem!oc x Baela Targaryen)

"i will give you war" when a devil falls in love, it is most hauntingly beautiful thing ever. And you should be terrified, for he will go to the depths of hell for her. "i serve my princess. no one else" _____________________ 𝗗𝗮𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿. _____________________ |daemon targaryen × oc| |this story will mainly be about Daemon and Visenya, but of course other things will also be dealt with, but their relationship will come first| |many things may not fit with the series or the book| |I have no rights to any characters| |characters created by me are mine| |English is not my native language, so I apologize for the mistakes| |this story will contain profanity and sexual scenes| |tik tok: hcledf|

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?

Fire on fire would normally kill us But this much desire, together, we're winners They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms 'Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me And look in my eyes You are perfection, my only direction It's fire on fire,

Princess Rhaenyra was born only minutes before her twin brother. That was enough to name her heir to the Iron Throne. Prince Aerion was born too late to wear the crown, and the fire in his blood burned hotter than any dragon's flame. The court calls him mad. Unstable. Dangerous. Yet there is only one person he has ever obeyed. His sister. As whispers spread through the Red Keep and the court begins to fear the prince more than they feared a woman wearing the crown, the king grows determined to keep the twins apart. The question is can you truly separate a flame?