Valyria Stories

She dreamed of dragons. On the stroke of midnight on New Year's Day, a devoted A Song of Ice and Fire fan falls asleep with Fire & Blood resting on her chest. She awakens in another world. Deep within an uncharted jungle, in a secluded cabin hidden from the eyes of mankind, she discovers she now inhabits the body of Vaenyra Aeraryon, heir to a forgotten High Dragonlord bloodline that escaped the Doom of Valyria centuries before House Targaryen ever rose to power. Bound by blood, ancient Valyrian magic, and a centuries-old oath, House Aeraryon has remained hidden on the enchanted island of Vaerathys, preserving dragons, knowledge, and secrets long believed lost to history. Knowing the future only from books and legends, Vaenyra refuses to remain hidden forever. Disguising her unmistakable Valyrian features with ancient glamour magic, she sets out to explore the Free Cities, the distant kingdoms of Essos, and eventually Westeros itself-years before the Dance of the Dragons. History remembers only the Targaryens. It never knew another dragonlord family survived. Until now. Author's Note The original characters, original locations, original dragon designs, and original House Aeraryon created for this story belong to me. All other characters, locations, lore, and elements from A Song of Ice and Fire, Fire & Blood, and House of the Dragon belong to George R. R. Martin and their respective copyright holders. This is a non-profit fan work created purely for entertainment. PS: This is done for my entertainment, mostly. And yes, I use AI to help me generate the chapters, so if there are inconsistencies, do forgive me for that.

For six years, Daemon Targaryen has kept his mistress-a woman known only as The Black Flame-hidden in the shadows of Pentos. Born in Volantis but trained in the dark arts of Asshai, she is a sorceress with Valyrian blood, a dangerous enchantress as mysterious as the fires she bends to her will. Rumours of her haunt the halls of Pentos: whispers of a woman whose touch is as alluring as it is lethal, whose power seeps into the prince's veins like a slow-burning poison. Together, they have woven a web of secrets, bound by a passion that defies the boundaries of loyalty, law, and love. While his wife, Laena Velaryon, has turned a blind eye to Daemon's trysts, The Black Flame has become more than a mere lover; she is his confidante, his shadow, his obsession. But this fragile peace is shattered when Daemon's wife, Laena Velaryon, dies a dragonrider's death, choosing the flames rather than a life lost in helplessness. Soon, he must return to Westeros with his daughters-and The Black Flame-by his side, venturing into a kingdom bristling with power struggles and eyes that will not be so forgiving. Yet The Black Flame harbours her own ambitions. Pentos may have served as her cage, but Westeros promises a new kind of fire, a chance to ignite her destiny in a world unprepared for her dark gifts. But in the ruthless game of dragons and shadows, love is dangerous, loyalty is fragile, and one careless move could see them all engulfed in flames. OC x Daemon Targaryen Season 1 ✅ Season 2✅ On Hold till Season 3

Peace has finally returned to Westeros, but the neighboring continent of Essos is far from calm. In many places people still have to endure the cruel yoke of slavery while the Free Cities get caught up in power struggles. The Lord of Light intervenes once more in the fate of Planetos and thus sets a development in motion that will change Essos forever ...

Before the Dance of the Dragons, before the kingdom was torn apart by fire and blood, there was Lyra Targaryen. Daughter of Aeron Targaryen, Viserys and Daemon's forgotten brother, Lyra grew up in the Red Keep after her father's dreams had destroyed what remained of his family. Raised by Rhaenyra herself, she finds her place among princes and dragons, between the crown princess's chambers and the depths of the Dragonpit. The dragons recognize her. The men, far less so. As tensions rise between the Greens and the Blacks, Lyra refuses the chains imposed on women, dragons, and those who dream of freedom. But even a daughter beloved by dragons cannot stop fate. Betrothed to Aemond Targaryen since childhood, bound to Jacaerys Velaryon by an ancient affection, Lyra finds herself at the heart of a war that threatens to consume everything she loves. Dreams see the future. Fire, however, forgives nothing. English is not my first language, so please excuse any mistakes. ✦ AUTHOR'S NOTE ✦ This fanfiction takes place in the *House of the Dragon* universe and features the characters, locations, and events created by George R. R. Martin. The story follows an alternate timeline (AU - Alternate Universe) with the addition of an original character, Lyra Targaryen, as well as several changes to canon events. I do not own the *House of the Dragon* universe or its canon characters. This work is created solely for creative purposes and is not for profit. Enjoy! ♡

Nova Smith has had a hard life the moment she was born and placed in an orphanage. She was just coming home from getting groceries when a Truck decided to hit her. If her day couldn't get any worse she now is standing in front of a god from a fictional series she enjoyed giving her three wishes for accidentally killing her. Read to find out what happens. I DON'T OWN HOTD/GOT/ASOIAF they belong to HBO & George R.R. Martin and Ryan Condal. I only own my characters and the plot of my book. 🚧 UNDER CONSTRUCTION 🚧

Jaehaerys Targaryen should have been a scandal, a rumor, or a corpse. Instead, he becomes the impossible. Born the publicly known son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, he is sent across the Narrow Sea as an infant with Ser Arthur Dayne, seven petrified dragon eggs, and the last fragile remnants of a ruined dynasty. He grows up in exile. In dragonlore. In prophecy. In the shadow of a family torn apart before he was old enough to know it. And instead of returning to Westeros, he goes to Valyria. There, in the smoking ruins feared by the world, Jaehaerys does the impossible-he wakes dragons, masters the Doom, and begins breathing life back into the dead heart of the Freehold. Slaves are freed. Old powers stir. Daenerys Targaryen is drawn into his rising kingdom. And the boy Westeros forgot becomes something far more dangerous than a lost prince. A dragonlord. But Valyria is only the beginning. Because when Jaehaerys finally turns west, he does not come as a beggar asking for his birthright. He comes with dragons, with power, with a realm already taking shape behind him-and Westeros will have to decide whether to fear him, follow him, or burn beneath him. This is the story of exile, dragons, blood, conquest, prophecy, and the making of a king who was forged in ruin before he ever reached a throne. Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire fanfiction. I do not own the canon characters, settings, or worldbuilding; all rights belong to their respective owners. This version of Jaehaerys Targaryen and the original AU elements are unique to this story.

Somewhere in old Valyria some blood witches survived the doom and lead a matriarchal circle ever since. The young Gaela was raised to be one of the leading Mothers of the circle when she will be older but due to a passing she has to undergo the testing at only sixteen years old. The things she will see there will not only change her life but also that of a well known prince.

A fanfiction in which exchange students from Valyria and Panem come to Hogwarts to represent their realms. As a group of teenage girls form to guard against suspecting danger, evil lurks at the edges of the Realms, lead by a mysterious dark enchantress, threatening to throw the world back into the Dark World of the Void that consumed the realms thousands of years ago. As the girls work together they struggle to find the traitor among them and question their loyalty to each other. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter book or Movies or anything attached to either series all rights go to j.k. Rowling and producers of the movies and up-coming tv show, I only own my characters (except the Targaryen bloodline), and their homes (except Valyria and Panem) and their plotlines all other details go to creators of the added characters I did not create this series of fanfiction books relates to the movies of Harry potter not the books nor show with hints of GoT/ HOTD and The Hunger Games details but no plotlines from those movies, shows, and books, etc. Codes: Foxtail = Serafina, EagleEye = Madeline, Ruin = Aries, Quad Letter = Hogwarts Letter, Frog = Ron, Parrot and Hippo = Fred and George, PhoenixHouse = Headquarters

Aegona had always felt a kinship to The Nameless Girl of The Flames. Felt the sorrow the fires around Valyria held, the hopelessness within the molten rock. At just seven-and-ten, Aegona Daezgygar was a promising young woman of Valyria. The second child of the powerful Raeon Daezgygar and his lady-wife Syrax Belaerys, she was highly educated and regarded with pride by her father. Until she grew independent and strayed from her father's plans for her. Daenys Targaryen, the youngest child of Aenar Targaryen, had always felt different. The only girl in her household, she had always known what was expected of her. Like wed her brother Gaemon, to blindly support him and their father no matter what. All she had wanted, however, was someone to blindly support her. Daenys had been plagued with visions of the future since birth, scaring her into a lonely, simple life. Dragonless, she had spent most of her youth in the ancient and sprawling libraries of Valyria instead of flying over it on dragonback. Until she met Aegona. Daenys Targaryen and Aegona Daezgygar became inseparable at three-and-ten, spending all their time with each other. Aegona taking Daenys all over the Valyrian Freehold with her dragon Pryjagis, and Daenys recanting for hours all of stories she had ever read to her friend. Then, tragedy struck. This is where this story begins. Set in 115 BC, thirteen years before the Doom, comes this imagined story of love between the famous Dragon Dreamer, Daenys, and a long forgotten Valyrian girl, Aegona.

From Aegon the Conqueror to the Dance of Dragons to the War of the Five Kings and after, follow House Blackmount, Lord Paramount of the Skylands and Blood of Valyria, through the ages. Kings, Queens, Lords, Ladies, Bastards; no matter what they were, they were Blackmounts first and foremost. House Blackmount "We are the dark wings that reign the skies."

kizan maduc was one of Valyria's best sword smiths and has been charged with the task of making a worthy sword for house Lannsister. during his transport to Westerous all of Valayria falls and the Targaryens want to make shur that word of what happened gets out to the public. on the run the last ones left who will find the stolen sword

These are three stories from the Legends of Valyria. Based on the tales told in Minecraft.

Game of Thrones AU Vespyria Mormont born to Ser Jorah Mormont during winter snow, the last child born to the Island King. As a young girl, her parents separated and her father was banished far from the kingdom. Now as property of the seven realms, she is sent away to Balon Greyjoy and his family as a ward. Before even leaving her home, Balon had planned to wed her to the five year old Targaryen prince, Viserys Targaryen. Though as she grew, she held all of the fury of a true Mormont, Balon only told her when she was eight; only when he was packing her onto a ship to the east, away from her guardian family. When she arrives, she is greeted by a kind twenty four year old Rhaegar, an uninterested thirteen year old Viserys and a joyful three year old Daenerys. King Aerys Targaryen to the East with his wife and sister, Queen Rhaella Targaryen accept the castaway Mormont girl into Valyria. She grows with the three Targaryen's, even watching as Daenerys is sent away at the age of fourteen; leaving her to be friendless and even worse, to be tormented by her soon-to-be husband at the blossoming age of seventeen alone with a sour tempered prince. I really wanna thank my friend on here! She is super supportive and creative and in all honesty, TOTALLY superior to me! She does alternate universes too and they're so addicting to read! Her handle is @welldamnroe and she's super good with her vocabulary and story plot. So, if you're looking for someone who is actually really fast with updates, unlike yours truly, I totally recommend her stuff! ❤️ I do not own Game of Thrones or A Song of Ice and Fire or the characters there of.

Vampire Princess Avery Starke has a life anyone would dream about. Not. Her sister - the heir- died when she was ten in a car crash, her mother blames her, Avery is now the reluctant heir to the throne of Valyria and she is now being sent to a Canadian boarding school for vampires and werewolves with her own personal bodyguard, Caden. As a plot to murder Avery unfolds in the dead of winter, who can she trust? Who will make the ice queen melt?

When a girl is found drifting towards the Wakandan Border unconscious and hurt, King T'Challa and Queen Romona take her in and learn that she is last of a race thought to have died out near 300 AC. A race devoted to dragons. ⚠️⚠️WARNING!! Contains Black Panther: Wakanda Forever spoilers. Do not read if you haven't already watched Black Panther 2⚠️⚠️

Opowieść jest crossoverem światów Gry o tron i My Little Pony. Do Starego Miasta przybywa nietypowy gość - Hearenys, ambasadorka Volantis, valyriańska arystokratka. Natychmiast znajduje się dla niej miejsce w najlepszych komnatach Cytadeli. Smoczyca stanowi dla maesterów najlepsze źródło informacji o odległym, potężnym imperium. Hearenys jest jednak bardziej zainteresowana wiedzą o Westeros. Wiedzą, którą podzieli się z nią adept cytadeli, zakochany we wschodniej kulturze jednorożec Twigeot Sprinkle... Co Hearenys uczyni ze zdobytą wiedzą? Jak znajomość ze smoczycą skończy się dla młodego kucyka? Zapraszam do czytania!

╔══════════════════════════════════════════════╗ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐎𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥. ╚══════════════════════════════════════════════╝

Only from ash can a phoenix rise. In a world on fire, Thea Leros is burning. Six years ago the Kingdom of Valyria fell to the German Reich, forcing her to seek refuge across waters and lands unknown. Every breath since has held one purpose; home. Complicated by bloodshed, truths sealed deep within, and a hellbent Sergeant, her strength resides in faith that the will of the tides may guide her back to a life hardly remembered. Lost in her mind and a past untold, in war secrets slip through hands like sand. But what the sea knows, it always tells. And when The Cradle calls for her return, she must answer - at any cost. Work in Progress; Temporary Cover

Century's ago the Seven Kingdoms were at war. The bastard Daemon Blackfyre had ripped the Seven Kingdoms apart with his bastard half-brother Aegor Bittersteel. During the Battle of Redgrass Field Aegor wounded his bastard half-brother Brynden Bloodraven taking his eye in the process, Brynden's reply to the maiming was killing his brother Daemon. Aegor fled to Essos and began a mercenary company to help the Bloodfyre's to claim their throne. Now the Bloodfyre's are all but extinct, the Targaryens are all that remain of the dragons and yet war still rages. Euron Greyjoy has arrived to purchase the Golden Company to fight for queen Cersei against the Targaryens, Starks and their allies. The fate of the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms lay in the hands of the young Aegor Bittersteel the Dragon of Steel.

(Story takes place before and after the death of King Aerys II Targaryen) Jaime Lannister stood strong, his white cloak flowed down his back the light fabric labeled him a member of the kingsguard. Rhaena Targaryen stood beside her father looking as much like a princess as any Targaryen at the time did, her wide eyes watching as her grandfather burned men alive.