Rogueprince Stories

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 10.06.2026🔥

In a realm that perfectly replicates the mundane streets, neon lights, and brick townhouses of modern Earth, a dark caste system rules from the shadows. At the top sit the pureblood vampire lords of Noxterra; at the bottom are the humans, lesser vampires, and the broken survivor of a forgotten realm. Aries is an elf from the Mire, a realm completely slaughtered and chained. But she didn't just lose her homeland-the ancient enemy pumped a lethal, stagnant poison into her veins that permanently muted her immortal magic and stole her senses. Completely numb, unable to feel pain, warmth, or the spark of her own power, she survives as a thief outside the city limits. As part of an outcast crew called the Vipers, she executes high-stakes heists under the thumb of a brutal leader who would cut her fingers off if he knew she was tracking down elven relics on her own hidden agenda. But her desperate search for a cure takes a volatile turn during a solo heist gone wrong. Fleeing into the gritty, rain-slicked lower districts of the city, she accidentally stumbles into the middle of a bloody street war led by Soren-the Rogue Prince of Noxterra. Inspired by the chaotic, cunning, and fiercely handsome nature of a true wildcard, Soren is a vampire who answers to no one, constantly breaking his own brother's royal laws to dispense his own brand of brutal justice. When a rogue lesser vampire attacks her in the shadows, his fangs pierce her skin-only to find that her blood acts like pure acid. The ancient poison in her veins instantly drops the vampire dead, exposing her forbidden elven nature to the Prince. Instead of executing her, Soren is intrigued by the lethal wildcard standing her ground against him. Forced into a dangerous alliance within a treacherous court of noble vampires, she must navigate her growing, intense attraction to the unpredictable Prince while secretly searching for the one thing she believed would cure her.

A dark romantic fantasy perfect for fans of enemies-to-lovers tropes, magical curses, and star-crossed royalty. She's a princess born of starlight and shadows. He's the danger she should never trust. Lucy was raised to wear a crown, not carry a curse. But when her kingdom begins to fall and her long-lost father returns from the void, everything she thought she knew shatters. With fear as her weapon and Zane-a rogue prince with a wicked grin-as her reluctant partner, Lucy must unravel the lies of her past to save her future. But in a world where love is a weakness and truth is deadly, trusting him may cost her everything. The stars are fading. And the heart might be the most dangerous battlefield of all.

Sai is already set for life. With a huge trust fund and a family company that's thriving well, she has nothing to worry about her future. Having very supportive parents has been one of her perks in life. She's been the princess her whole life. She may be spoiled but her parents brought her up well. Even having this fortune, she wanted to have something she can call her own. She intends to fulfill her dreams even if that means being away from her family. What if along the way, she meets someone who'd change her life completely? Will she continue what she has started or let this change consume her?

"Chronicles of the Celestial Tapestry" is a story of love, adventure, and the timeless battle between light and darkness. It's a call to all who believe in the magic of stories and the power of a world beyond our own. Will the threads of fate lead to salvation or ruin? The tapestry of Eldoria awaits your discovery.

❝ There was a feeling of inevitability when I met you. And our lives were fated to converge like some cosmic dance. And I think I had to break your heart and you had to break mine. ❞ As Cressida Black's lungs ceased to draw breath, Aurelia Martell's heart beat for the first time. Reborn into a new and strange world, she must adapt and become a Princess of Dorne in a time where Targaryens rule from the Iron Throne. Seen as a pawn by her elder brother, she is married off to the Rogue Prince to secure an alliance and is determined to make the best of the marriage. For a war between dragons is fast approaching and she may just have the power to turn the tide. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON DAEMON TARGARYEN x OC

If Daemon Targaryen was born a girl and was betrothed to her brother Viserys. * House Targaryen, in recent years, had been plagued with unruly daughters. "I do not know whether to laugh or weep," Princess Rhaenys tossed her hair. "That it is you, Daena Targaryen, who will one day hold the title that I never will," "I had no idea," Daena made her eyes wide and innocent, though her tone was anything but. "That you wanted to lay with my brother so badly, Rhaenys. Is Lord Corlys no longer satisfying you?" * "I'm sorry, Daena," Prince Baelon said. "But you will marry Viserys before the year is out," And so what if, once her father was gone, she immediately ran off to the Dragonpit and mounted Caraxes, screaming at the top of her lungs into the clouds over Blackwater Bay? Her voice was lost in the wind, but the Blood Wyrm let out a great roar, sensing her turmoil, which echoed far and wide. Flocks of seabirds scattered, and fishing boats below cried out in alarm. With a dragon, the world knew her. On a deserted beach somewhere down the coast, Daena curled up against Caraxes' great red shoulder, leaning her face against his warm scales. The beast, who was feared even by the Dragonkeepers for his temper, lowered his snout, nudging her gently, no hint of those fearsome teeth showing. "If it's truly so awful, we can run away together," She told him, and herself too, stroking his red scales. "I know you hate the Dragonpit, anyway. I wish they wouldn't chain you up. Who cares if you eat the odd servant?" He made a rumbling noise, and she smiled. "At least I will have you," Daena said. "I will always have you," * The long awaited (and highly requested) fourth part of my Westeros genderbend series.