Valarrtargaryen Stories

Set in the years before the events of A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, this story follows Rhaella Targaryen, a quiet and distant daughter of Maekar Targaryen, whose fragile mind bears the same affliction that once plagued his brother. Kept close and hidden from a world she does not fully understand, her condition is managed, contained-and never spoken of. But in trying to protect her from the fate that claimed his kin, Maekar's careful watch begins to take a darker shape. As silence grows heavier than any outburst, the line between duty and devotion only seem to blur. In a house where blood remembers, some inheritances cannot be outrun. (This fanfic will loosely follow the original timeline/plot of the franchise, however not everything will be true to the story and i will change a few things)

Born in Lys, Vaenora grows up surrounded by beauty and freedom, never imagining her future lies across the sea. In Westeros, the Great Spring Sickness has devastated House Targaryen, leaving Prince Valarr Targaryen the reluctant heir to the Iron Throne. Widowed and grieving, he has no wish to remarry, but the realm demands an heir. Chosen for her Valyrian blood and beauty, Vaenora is brought to Westeros and thrust into a marriage built on duty rather than affection. Admired by the court yet stripped of her freedom, she struggles to find her place beside a husband haunted by loss. As intrigue spreads through the royal court, Vaenora finds an unexpected connection that offers comfort-and the possibility of something more. But in a kingdom ruled by duty, forbidden feelings come at a dangerous cost. Caught between obligation and her own desires, Vaenora must decide what she is willing to sacrifice for freedom, love, and her future. Set during a fragile Targaryen reign, a tale of courtly intrigue, forbidden desire, and difficult choices unfolds within the Red Keep. Oc x Valarr Targaryen Oc x Ser Duncan the tall

Years before the fall of the Iron Throne, the fire returns to a world that has grown cold. Maleynna Velaryon is a relic of an age of legends. Born to the "Queen Who Never Was" and the "Sea Snake," she was raised amidst the thunder of dragon wings and the sharp lessons of the most dangerous men in Westeros. But when a freak occurrence of ancient magic tears her from the height of the Dance of the Dragons, she is cast years forward into a realm that has forgotten the scent of dragonfire.

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

"then wed her to me," aerion pleaded, his voice growing desperate as he looked at his father. "the lannisters care only for her title and dragon, i- i could take care of her. better than some lannister lord. have her be mine, i beg you." when the last dragon died a century ago, and the targaryen dynasty had just gotten used to surviving without their greatest asset, an impulsive decision single-handedly brought them back. he hated her for it, envied how she represented something he was supposed to be. meanwhile she hated him for his freedom, resented how he was everything she ever wanted to be. but the dagger of fate had stabbed them both that day, twisting in and merging their bloods as one

❝ 𝑾𝑯𝒀 𝑾𝑶𝑼𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑶𝑫𝑺 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼.ᐣ ❞ ❝ 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑨𝑴𝑬. 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝒀 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑺. ❞ In the halls of the Red Keep, it is said that some tragedies begin with a child's gesture. When the Purple Fever strikes the court of King Daeron II Targaryen, Princess Aelynor loses what she holds most dear: her mother. But grief does not come alone. It brings anger with it. Aelynor Targaryen is not like other princesses. She dreams not of crowns or political marriages. She dreams of steel, honour and chivalry 𝄖things that the world of men denies women. At court, princes grow up, alliances are forged and grudges fester. Prince Valarr Targaryen carries the hopes of a kingdom on his shoulders, while the shadows of the past and the ambitions of the great houses threaten the fragile peace of the reign. And while the songs speak of heroes, Aelynor discovers a crueller truth. In Westeros, becoming a legend always comes at a price, and all men must die. 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑰 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 '𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉' 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒓. 𝒓. 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏 cover by mary metzger

Relationship: Original Female Character/Valarr Targaryen/Aerion Targaryen (Love Triangle) Elira's future has been decided ever since she was born. While her sister, the first born daughter of the house of Quartis, is meant to marry, Elira as a second-born daughter is destined to join the House of Eruditi, where she will become a woman of the new arts. Before her future is truly sealed, she's intending to seek out any and every experience she can. The time ticks and her last chance at seeing the world comes when her sister is bestowed with a proposal. Fifteen years old, she sets out with her family to King's Landing for her sister's wedding to prince Matarys Targaryen. Free-spirited and with a taste for novelty, she means to explore the Red Keep and the world that surrounds it. She builds friendships with a prince or two. Entertains history lessons from a dragon in the dungeons. Finds ways to avoid the man the realm deems perfect. It all seems to be going well... Until it starts to go awry.

How does a plain, insignificant girl come to marry the Heir to the Iron Throne? Many will say it was a match fated by the Gods, but the Gods play by their own rules... Kaestyra Velaryon, a girl of no notable birth, was set to marry a man she had never met: a betrothal organised by her despotic uncle. Baelor 'Breakspear' Targaryen, Prince of the Realm, must too seek a political alliance. However, one chance encounter brings about a storm of jealousy; rebellion and obsession, forever changing the history of Westeros.

Saera Martell was a flame caught between two winds, never burning in one direction for long. Born as the daughter of a Targaryen and a Martell, she was a dreamer plagued by memories that are not her own. Faces, moments, and emotions linger long after she wakes, leaving her uncertain of where her dreams end and her true self begins. When duty calls, Saera is sent to King's Landing, where visions, politics, and expectation press in from all sides. There, she meets Aerion Targaryen. Someone, who has been haunting her mind. He was like a name written over and over, though never the same. But not all ties are woven by dreams. Valarr Targaryen enters her life without warning or prophecy. He was an unforeseen presence defined by kindness rather than fate. As Saera struggles to reconcile memory with reality and desire with duty, she finds herself drawn in conflicting directions. In king's landing, unexpected friendships form. Ones that would haunt her life in the years to come. Burrowed echoes occupy her mind, taking up the space of her own. Caught between identity, responsibility, and choice, Saera must decide whether her future will be shaped by the dreams that haunt her-or by the life she chooses to claim as her own. But will the gods allow it, whatever her decision?

Laenys Targaryen knew she'd fall in love some day. Ser Duncan had to prove himself the best of all knights. Fate brought them together just as fast as it threatened to rip them apart.

Lady Willa of House Baratheon was raised in Storm's End, surrounded by gentleness and light. Her life has always been about seeking trouble with her two brothers, putting their poor father's heart to the test. But when her dear father, Lord Roderic Baratheon, announces that she is to marry the brute all Westeros knows as Aerion Targaryen, her whole world crumbles to pieces. She has never met him and yet, she despises him so much it makes her blood boil. The rumours she has heard about him are enough : the silver-haired prince is vile, cruel and decadence given flesh. As Willa is forced on a path she refuses to follow, she meets Valarr Targaryen, Aerion's charming and totally unlike him cousin. He is like honey, golden beams of light and late summer mornings. Everything her betrothed isn't. Together they play a dangerous game, engage in a deadly waltz. And soon enough, Willa finds herself trapped in a lethal dance between the two princes. And her heart might very well be on the line...

IN WHICH BAELOR TARGARYEN IS REUNITED WITH AN OLD FRIEND. ( 31.03.26 ) ( baelor targaryen )

Modern Valarr Targaryen x female OC / Modern Aerion Targaryen x female OC friends to lovers. Serena tells herself it's fine; that Aerion will change, that this is what love is supposed to look like. Valarr is determined to prove her wrong, he's just never meant to fall in love with her while doing so.

None who witnessed the match between Prince Maekar Targaryen and Princess Lihua of Leng could call it a happy one, but few royal marriages were fashioned for happiness. There had scarcely been time enough to comprehend Dyanna's loss before the king began speaking of remarriage, insisting that Summerhall required stability, that Maekar's household had fallen into disorder without a lady to govern it, and that six motherless children could not be left to nurse their sorrow alone. But all Maekar could think, each time the subject arose, was that Summerhall already belonged to Dyanna. To bring another woman into her keep was sacrilege, and thus, their marriage became known as a union of absence, between them stretching a gulf neither seemed willing to cross. Maekar Targaryen x OC

The realm remembered she was born first. It simply chose to forget. Princess Aelyra Targaryen has spent her life surrounded by dragons, expectations, and the quiet certainty that some doors were never meant to open for her. Beautiful, capable, and far too proud for her own good, she moves through the halls of the Red Keep knowing that being admired is not the same as being chosen and no amount of excellence would ever make a daughter the heir.

In all good stories Valarr had heard of duty and honour, the noble knight served his queen with favour and grace. Though when he and his father were summoned to Kings Landing, called to serve the King, Valarr knew he was soon expected to fulfil his own inevitable duty. With prospects looming over his head and the thought of a lifetime of duty, Valarr kept his resolve. This was what he was preparing for, what he knew was written for him, what the Gods had set for him. But the Old Gods were not dead, they still had a hand to play. ---------------------------- Valarr Targaryen x oc.

"You don't own me, Aerion. You're too mad to even see straight." "I own every dragon I desire, bastard or not." ⋆༺𓆩𐂂𓆪༻⋆ Princess Aelynn Targaryen was born a Stormdragon bastard, but fate and her cunning uncle Lyonel, would see her legitimized as a true Targaryen princess. Raised in the shadow of kings and dragons away in Storms end, she is betrothed to a careless, drunken prince she barely knows... only to find her heart drawn to his dangerous, mad younger brother. In a court where love is a weapon and loyalty a gamble, Aelynn must navigate fire, fury, and forbidden desire. ⋆༺𓆩𐂂𓆪༻⋆ Aerion Targaryen x OC Slight Daeron Targaryon x OC

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 cover by @runlikeh3ll

In the world of Westeros, where hedge knights chase glory and the absence of dragons cast long shadows over fragile peace, one woman stands at the heart of it all. Elyana Viremore - the comet bride with fire in her blood - is everything the realm expects of a future queen... and far more than they deserve. Married to Baelor Targaryen, she moves through court with quiet power, her calm gaze missing nothing, her loyalty bound fiercely to her husband and their sons. But in a court where ambition festers and cruelty wears a princely smile, even patience has its limits. As tourneys unfold and old rivalries sharpen beneath silk and steel, Elyana must navigate whispered doubts, dangerous princes, and the constant fear that the people she loves most could be taken from her. Because in King's Landing, strength is tested in blood - and comets do not fall without consequence. Some women wait to be crowned. Others ascend.