Vermithor Stories

It didn't come as a surprise that Aerion Targaryen, the King's eldest child, a son, an heir, hated the Hightowers, especially Otto Hightower and in result Alicent Hightower. Even if she was the friend of his beloved sister. Her hair, her face, her eyes, her lips, her hands, her waist. He hated her. And yet he never did. Season 1 - ?? Mature themes

"Then the storm broke, and the dragons danced." There was said to be many reasons why the Dance of Dragons began, but there was only one explanation. Greed had ruled over the hearts of many Targaryens. Their glory, power, and strength had blinded their focus on uniting the realm. Instead, they tore it apart for their own ambitions. Rhaella Targaryen, the daughter whom was left to be overshadowed, brought her name to life when she began to fight for what she truly believed in.

Visenya Velaryon is the only daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and the future queen's heir. Whispers of her and her brother's bastardy have plagued her all her life, but when she catches the eye of Aemond Targaryen, she sees a chance to end the seemingly inexorable war for the throne before it begins. Two lovers are torn by their duties to their families and their loyalty to each other. ~ Aemond Targaryen x OC ~ Content Warnings: violence, blood/gore, death, implied sexual content, incest, language

daerea targaryen knows where her loyalties lie and they are not with those who betrayed her many years ago. as the dance comes to a pass daerea finally has her chance at revenge.

Saera Targaryen the rebel daughter of King jaehaerys married the second son of house martell prince daaros martell .The children born from this marrige are promised dragon eggs by the crown but the hand of the king has thought otherwise. Read as their son takes part in the dance . I have moved my game of thrones fanfic to "the dragon's grandnephew" (All rights belong to GRR Martin and HBO i only own my OC)

As the granddaughter of the Old King and the Good Queen, Laelya Maedrys always knew King's Landing would claim her one day. She arrived a widow with two infant daughters, joined her cousin's household, and saw the cost of being royal for the first time - quickly deciding she wanted no part in it. Some fates could not be outrun - and what began as an act of love for a child became something she hadn't accounted for. A crown she hadn't wanted, a king who loved her imperfectly, a secret that could have destroyed everything. All while loving Daemon Targaryen, who was never hers to claim. She was never meant to play the game. She learned to anyway - guided by dreams she prayed were wrong, hoping twenty-five years of devotion would be enough to stop it coming to pass. It wasn't, and that, perhaps, was the cruelest part.

This is a fanfic where the self insert is rhaenyra but instead of being extremely overpowered our self insert story is realistic, the oc gets inserted into rhaenyra mere weeks about the dance. Watch as our queen tries to ascend the iron throne at any cost. I do not own anything rights but my original characters and separate storyline, all rights belong to G R R Martin.

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The fates of the most powerful families in Westeros intertwine as true-born twin daughters of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Leanor Velaryon, alongside twin sons of Alicent Hightower and Viserys Targaryen, and the twin heirs of Damon Targaryen and Leana Velaryon, embark on a journey unlike any other. United by their extraordinary bond and their shared connection to the majestic dragons they ride, these twins are destined to shape the future of the Seven Kingdoms in ways no one could have ever imagined.

In a world shaped by dragonfire and the tides of history, Alara Marvel carries a secret no one else knows: she doesn't belong to this time. Reincarnated in Westeros during the years of the Dance of the Dragons, Alara used the knowledge from her previous life to change the course of the war, protect the dragons, and help secure Queen Rhaenyra the peaceful and just reign she deserved. Intelligent, strategic, and fiercely loyal to her House, she became a key figure in the rebuilding of the Seven Kingdoms. But after saving the realm, Alara finds herself facing a dilemma that not even all her logic can solve: matters of the heart. Falling in love with Jacaerys Velaryon-her best friend and heir to the Iron Throne-was never part of her plan. And when the Crown demands that he choose a bride, Alara realizes that the cruelest game of all may be the one where feelings refuse to follow strategy. ──────────────────────────────────────── Author's Note: This story was originally meant to be a one-shot, but it grew far beyond what I had expected and will be told in four chapters. Note 2: Not Enough was originally written in Brazilian Portuguese. I decided to translate it into English so that more people could enjoy this story, especially fellow Jacaerys Velaryon fans who have always wished he had the happy ending he deserved.

"Lucerys velaryon, desaparecido em 133 D.C iniciando por acidente a dança dos dragões" Lucerys recobra sua consciência quando um pescador acaba salvando sua vida quando encontra o mesmo desacordado na praia da pequena ilha de "winterfloss" em stormlands O garoto usava apenas restos de sua calça, seu corpo estava altamente debilitado, mas o pior de tudo era que o pequeno garoto não lembrava de quem ele era, ou de quem ele foi. Já aerion targaryen enlouquece após saber que seu próprio irmão era o culpado por a possivel morte de Luke, a partir desse momento aerion deixa tudo para trás, o seu dever, os verdes e o seu próprio título de príncipe e sai em direção ao nordeste de king's landing buscando um tempo que ele já havia perdido. Não se sabe ainda o porque ele fez tal ato, mas a rainha alicent sabe que o pergaminhos dentro da lareira de aerion não foram queimados, e sim pegos.

[ENGLISH VERSION] Her name was whispered in alleys, in brothels, in towns hidden from prying ears. It was on everyone's lips, somehow. No one could say they didn't know that name. Especially the Hightowers. Those who hated that name, haunted by its memory and its shadow. Yet few could say they had seen with their own eyes what the whispers claimed. Only a few had set eyes on what happened to the poor who crossed swords with death. Death had a name. And hers was Visenya Targaryen. Daughter of Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen. The only chance for the usurpers to fall. But what if the only hope was given in marriage to the usurper's brother? • Visenya Targaryen x Aemond Targaryen • Visenya Targaryen x Jacaerys Velaryon • Aemma Targaryen x Cregan Stark • Rhaegon Targaryen x Baela Targaryen

Through out the years, in Targaryen family their has been a story. much like Aegon's dream, but this was about a girl who had stopped aging when she was only Ten and Five. how she was learning a new type of magic, that got taught to her from her dreams. Her name was Rhaenora Targaryen, or The Valyrian Witch.

jacaerys velaryon x female oc - *not a self insert* tiktok-fir3.andblood ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 The God's idea of humour was to give Rhea Royce a child the spitting image of Daemon Targaryen. A further jest was the attitude that Evaelysse Targaryen was gifted from her father. Despite Rhea's best efforts to hide her, Evaelysse was the blood of the dragon, and she couldn't be hidden away in the Vale amongst sheep and deer forever. Evaelysse was always her father's daughter. Jacaerys Velaryon found a strong ally in Evaelysse Targaryen; she was fiery and fierce, and loyal to a fault, but despite her hard appearance, there was a side to her that few people knew about. And he was determined to see it.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON DAEMON TARGARYEN X FEMALE OC RHAENYRA TARGARYEN X MALE OC Eventual AEMOND TARGARYEN X FEMALE OC COVER CREATED BY SELYXE

A normal employee got in a fatal accident and woke up to a snarling dragon.

In Vythos, they wore masks. Princess Daenys Targaryen became "Seth Rollins," the cunning architect of WWE spectacles, while Prince Aerion embodied "Brock Lesnar," the unstoppable Beast Incarnate. For years, they fought staged battles under neon lights, their dragons hidden and their true legacy buried-all to escape the coming storm of the Dance of the Dragons in Westeros. But when word reaches them of their family's devastation-Aelyx's death-guilt shatters their self-imposed exile. Daenys hears the ghostly echoes of Morghul, her ancient dragon called "World-Breaker," stirring for true war. With Aerion at her side and six dragons unleashed, they abandon the arena's roar for the skies of Westeros. The Soul-Eater and her twin return not for thrones, but for vengeance. As Morghul's shadow darkens the battlefields of the dying Dance, a new cry echoes: The exiles are home-and they will break the world to save what remains of their blood.