Joffreyvelaryon Stories

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

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

Before Hayley Marshall was born she lived a life her first life at being the heir to the iron thrones daughter at being Prince Jacaerys Velaryon younger twin Where as Aemma Velaryon took the place of her younger brother Lucerys there she was given a new life instead of lucerys death Where everyone is gathered into a room to see the life of an innocent princess and to see the truth of her death

Dragons were meant to tear each other from the sky. The blood of Old Valyria was meant to drown itself in fire and grief. And the realm itself was meant to burn beneath their war. And yet... it never came to pass. On the night at Driftmark, Vaelira Targaryen-the twin sister of Lucerys Velaryon-changed the fate of House Targaryen forever when she took Prince Aemond Targaryen's eye defending her brothers. Unrepentant for what she had done and feared for the fire that burned within her, Vaelira was condemned to a fate crueler than death: torn away from her family, promised to the prince she had scarred, and exiled to the Vale of Arryn while the realm quietly waited for war. But far from Dragonstone, Vaelira begins to dream. Dreams of dragons falling from the sky. Dreams of her family drowning in blood and flame. Dreams of a war so devastating that even history would remember it as tragedy. The Dance of the Dragons. And when the gods of the Fourteen Flames offer her the chance to prevent that future, Vaelira makes a choice no child should ever have to make: she gives up her life for the people who once cast her aside. Her death shakes the realm. Her prophecies begin to come true. And slowly, impossibly, the future itself begins to change. The Dance never comes. The dragons survive. Only then is the truth finally revealed before both Blacks and Greens alike: Vaelira Targaryen did not die out of despair. She died as a sacrifice. But death was never the end of her story. For while Westeros mourned the daughter it had lost, another world welcomed a girl with emerald eyes and a lightning-shaped scar- a child whose fate would once again be touched by prophecy. Now, the family that once cast Vaelira aside must witness the life she lived after death-her joys, her grief, her battles, her sacrifices-and confront the terrible truth they realized far too late: that the girl they pushed away had loved them enough to save them all.

"If I am to burn, let it be in the shadow of your mouth, beneath the aching lunar pull of your touch. I will love you, where i'm not supposed to go." -Leticia Lillestrom Aelora Targaryen, twin to Aerion, was born of Daemon Targaryen-the Rogue Prince, as the realm so often whispered. From the moment they entered the world, the twins were marked by loss. Their mother died soon after childbirth, and Daemon vanished like smoke, leaving his children behind. Abandoned and vulnerable, they were delivered to King's Landing and placed in the care of their uncle, King Viserys. A Targaryen alone in the world is a terrible thing, Viserys would murmur to himself, and so the twins were raised beside his own children, never truly alone, yet never wholly at home. The distance between Aelora and Aegon was never great-at least not in his mind. Wherever she went, he followed, even when she sought solitude. Despite Aerion's sharp protests and Aelora's quiet insistence on independence, Aegon lingered at her side, a constant presence she could neither escape nor entirely resent. Aelora cared little for courtly games or whispered schemes. Politics bored her; ambition frightened her. But fate is rarely kind to those who wish to stand apart. When she is betrothed to the man she loves-only to watch him seize the Iron Throne from his elder sister, Rhaenyra Targaryen-Aelora is forced into the heart of a conflict she never wanted. And in a world where love and loyalty collide with fire and blood, she must decide what she is willing to sacrifice.

The war was lost. The greens had won. Lucerys Velaryon and Baela Targaryen, once proud dragonriders of the blacks, were broken-prisoners of war, stripped of their freedom, their dragons, and their futures. Years passed in silence and pain... until, in the depths of despair, they discovered a forgotten ritual. A ritual that demanded the ultimate sacrifice: their lives. In a final act of defiance, they offered their souls in exchange for time-sending their consciousness back into their younger bodies, far before the Dance of the Dragons began. Armed with the knowledge of what is to come, they are determined to rewrite the fate that once destroyed everything they held dear. But this time, they are not alone. Two mysterious allies walk beside them-strangers to the past, yet bound to Lucerys and Baela by ties forged across time. No one knows their names. No one knows their purpose. But their presence is no coincidence. Together, they are not only fighting to protect their family, but to save the realm itself. For beyond the war for the throne lies a darker truth-one that stretches far beyond dragons and politics. They remember what others do not: the threat of the Night King and the White Walkers, the true enemy rising in the shadows of the far North. This is not just a second chance. This is the last hope of the Seven Kingdoms. But this time, they are not alone.

" ─ they say that targaryens are closer to gods than to man... but they only say that because of our dragons, without them, we're just like everyone else. ─ " Daenys Targaryen was the second daughter to the King Viserys and his first Wife, Aemma Arryn. Born only just a year after her father succeeded the throne, Daenys' world is destroyed just at fourteen when her mother passes, and her father remarries. With her family split into two, Daenys finds herself in the middle. Her older sister, the firstborn, her other half and practical twin一the Heir her father named to the Realm. Or. . .Her younger brother, the boy she had raised and the son of her childhood friend一their father's firstborn son, the Heir he always wanted. But she knew the inevitable: death would come. For Rhaenyra, for Aegon, and for them all. / / ( daemon targaryen x targaryen!oc ) \ \ house of the dragon, season one - previously named: house of balloons/glass and silver springs story is under constant editing, i'm an indecisive pig x #1 in daemon targaryen [16/05/2024] how the bloody hell ??

" I hate you, don't you know that?" " I may recall that, but in this it doesn't really matter since your my betrothed." Meya Velaryon, first of her name, daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Daemon Targaryen. She's the oldest child of her mother's children. She always knew that there have been a fade between her mother, Alicent Hightower and her children as long as she can remember. Aegon has always had a strange feeling about her niece. An annoying feeling every time she's been around. Mocking her, teasing her, bothering her. You name it. But he had somehow an odd feeling forwards the princess. What happens after the whole house Targaryen reunite after six years? Will things be as the things always has been before? Will Aegon's strange annoying feelings towards Meya turn into something else? __________________________________________________________________________________ I don't own House Of The Dragon series noir theri characters. I only own Meya Targaryen. I don't either own the plot of it. This story will not follow the plot fully.

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

These are going to be like the wiki entry for the charecters, This is more like information on each character, their relationships. Background information so you understand the story more.

After Rhaenyra and Daemon take the King's Landing, they manage to capture their kin and after her coronation, a tragedy worse than the Dance itself falls upon the House of the Dragon and its heirs. Meanwhile, Aemond just tries to seduce his nephew's future wife for afternoon fun.

Gaelson Targaryen is Kings Viserys eldest daughter and she is the reason why the Dance of Dragons never happen

How do you lie without flinching? HOUSE OF THE DRAGON AU, ©2024 xanderherondale cover by ivy/sayyadiina 24 in #stark 18-10-22 32 in #hotd 5-12-2022

"From my blood comes the prince that was promised, and his will be the song of Ice and Fire." In a world where the house of the dragon doesn't break because the throne. In a world where the gods bless or curse the house of the dragon with a girl who will not break. Even with Ice and Fire.

After the death of Viserys I Targaryen, the realm is plunged into war. A divide long in the making finally breaks and the House of the Dragon turns upon itself. Blacks and Greens rise against one another, dragon against dragon, blood against blood, family against family. And so, the Dance begins. In the wake of the brutal attack on Lucerys Velaryon at Storm's End, those who stand at the center of this conflict are drawn together-not by their own will, but by forces far greater than any crown or claim. By the will of the gods. For a revelation. A truth long mourned... and never truly laid to rest. Years ago, the firstborn daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon vanished days after her birth-her loss carved into memory, into grief, into silence. But she was never dead. She is alive. And now, they are made to see it. A life unfolding beyond their world- beyond their war, beyond their reach. The life of the child they lost... the blood of their own, living in another world. As enemies are forced to stand side by side and bear witness-to a truth that exists beyond them-the war they wage falters, if only for a moment, beneath the weight of something far greater than power or vengeance. And only one question remains- Will this revelation change the fate of what is to come... or will even this be swallowed by the flames they have already set in motion?

The war's over, the family's a disaster, and somehow Joffrey Velaryon ends up with a sword, a title, and way too much responsibility. He's not really complaining-he just thought there'd be fewer cursed ruins and emotionally damaged siblings involved. This is the story of rebuilding after the Dance, dragging House Velaryon into the future, and figuring out how the hell he ends up married. No one saw it coming. Least of all him.

Nelaehrys Velaryon, Rhaenyra's firstborn daughter, was a child of fever and fire-her mind haunted by dragon dreams that left her drifting between brilliance and madness. Called the Broken Flame by courtiers, she found solace only with her shadow-scaled dragon, Firefang, whose strange, feline cunning mirrored her own fragile soul. Tired of her daughter's wildness, Rhaenyra sought to marry Nelaehrys off quickly, to rid herself of the burden she could not control. Yet fate had other plans. In the cold North, Cregan Stark, Lord of Winterfell, felt the pull of a bond older than crowns and thrones. Soulmates, tied by ice and fire, wolf and dragon, sanity and chaos. Their love would be both salvation and destruction-reshaping the Dance of the Dragons, as snow embraced flame.🔥❄️ In fever and frost, in shadow and flame, two souls bound by fate will set the world ablaze.🐺🐉💔

"The reign of King Viserys I Targaryen wanes, and with it wanes the fragile peace that binds his House together. In the Red Keep, smiles hide sharpened blades, and the rift between Queen Alicent and Princess Rhaenyra deepens with every passing day. The Blacks and the Greens are not yet named... but the shadow of division stretches long across the realm. And then the gods intervene. Summoned into a chamber beyond time and reason, king and queen, prince and princess, lords and ladies stand together, bound by a judgment not of mortal making. Before them unfurl visions of lives unchosen - paths untaken - where one choice, one night, one heartbeat reshapes the fate of kings and children yet unborn. Some visions bring wonder. Some, despair. And all of them bear a single truth: the doom of dragons lies not in flame, but in the hearts that wield it. Before war was written in fire and blood... it was written in judgment."

Naerys Velaryon is the daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon and the older twin sister of Jace Velaryon. Unlike her brothers, Naerys has all the attributes of a Targaryen, silver-gold hair and violet eyes. Her brothers inherited the genes from their great-grandmother's side of the Baratheon family. Naery's dragon egg has not hatched. Which makes her a target for certain people. Follow Naerys as she navigates her life and realises her dreams. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own HotD, Fire and Blood or A Song of Ice and Fire. All characters and credits for those go to George R.R. Martin. I only own my OC's and their storyline.