Westeros Stories

When a game developer from modern-day Earth wakes in the body of Prince Aegon Targaryen, the long-forgotten third son of Baelon the Brave, he expects nothing more than a swift, bloody end in the shadows of his more famous brothers, Viserys and Daemon. But fate has other plans. Aegon remembers everything: dragons, fire, politics... and the unfinished class tree system he'd been coding at the time of his death. Somehow, it lives within him now, reborn in his soul. Each decision grants him access to traits and abilities no Targaryen has ever wielded; [Pyromancer], [Demon Knight], and secrets yet to be unlocked. As the Seven Kingdoms groan under the weight of scheming lords, rising dragons, and prophetic whispers of doom, Aegon walks a knife's edge, one foot in prophecy, the other in rebellion against fate itself. With a mind sharpened by two lifetimes and power drawn from beyond the known world, he'll either forge a new destiny for House Targaryen... or burn it all down. *** Rankings: 🥇#1 in hotd [06/4/26] 🥇#1 in asoiaf [30/3/26] 🥇#1 in litrpg [30/3/26] 🥇#1 in gameofthrones [31/3/26] 🥇#1 in asongoficeandfire [31/3/26]

Born sickly and dismissed as a prince who would not live, Aelor Targaryen wakes with memories that should not be his and a hunger the court cannot see. In a Red Keep already splitting around Rhaenyra, Alicent, and Daemon, one fragile boy may change the fate of House Targaryen before the dragons choose their riders.

Born of the Last Son of King Daeron II, Aenar Targaryen is beloved by the King and Royal Family. Raised by his Uncles, Princes Baelor and Maekar, after the untimely death of his father, Prince Gaemon, at the Redgrass Field, he enjoys a privileged position at court. Having recently returned from exploring Essos, he comes to find many things have changed: his family, his friends, and the realm itself. The fractures of the First Blackfyre Rebellion seem to be rearing their ugly heads once more. Will Prince Aenar be able to mend the family tensions that currently plague House Targaryen, and cause a new rise that rivals the reign of King Jaehaerys the Conciliator? Or will he fall into the dangerous world of politics and lose himself in his desire to return House Targaryen to fame, glory, and see a return of Dragons? Only time will tell.

Miranda Marquez - a merchant, a queen of politics, a cold-blooded killer. Betrayed and murdered by the one she trusted most. But that was not the end of her story. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a world of fantasy - one born from books and television. Miranda Marquez had died, yet she awoke as Rhaenyra Targaryen, in a realm woven with intrigue, power, and dragons. With a faint smirk, Miranda placed her hand upon the mirror and gazed at her new reflection, whispering softly, "This world is dull... but I'll make it fascinating."

This story follows the original series storyline but what if Rhaenyra and Laenor were able to conceive a true born child? When Princess Rhaenyra and Ser Laenor wed, political duty birthed an impossible miracle: Princess Visenya, a trueborn daughter bearing the stark silver hair of the Velaryons and the fierce violet eyes of the Dragonlords. In a court suffocating under whispers of bastards and betrayal, Visenya becomes her family's formidable shield. After claiming the Bronze Fury, Vermithor, at just six years old, her status as the realm's greatest prodigy is sealed. Fiercely protective of her brothers and trained in steel by her doting uncle Daemon, Visenya sees the Hightower traps clearly. The Dance is coming, but Team Black now has a mastermind.

In the shattered remains of old Valyria, a girl opens her eyes for the first time in four hundred years. With her, a dragon awakes. Relaera of the Most Ancient and Noble House Galarion has awoken from her four hundred year slumber to find her family, all she has ever known, in ashes around her. As she wanders the ruins of the once-glorious Freehold of Valyria, she finds a pale white egg which later hatches into a brilliant white-gold dragon, the symbol of her house. As Relaera waits for Lightbringer to grow large enough to fly with a human on her back, she forges a sword as she'd been taught centuries before by the last great swordsmith of Valyria, Lucerys Tessarion, the Starsmith, forger of the greatsword Dawn. *** Based partially off the series A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin and partially off the HBO TV series Game of Thrones. I know technically they are the same thing but the plotlines are rapidly diverging and I have to use season six material, plus I prefer Yara over Asha Greyjoy.

Three children hidden in plain sight. A King grieving for his second Queen. A Queen weeping for a lost sister by choice. An uncle who did a terrible thing.

This book is basically just a collection of one-shots about whatever character I happen to be obsessed with that day. I'll most likely stay in the ASOIAF universe, but honestly, who knows where this will go. If you have any suggestions, send me edits of them and I might be persuaded.

In "Rhaenyra The Golden" I promised only one-shots and a break from this fandom, but I am a dirty liar. I swear this happens every single time I start writing House of the Dragon fic. I sit down with one clear idea in mind, fully convinced I know where the story is going, and somehow I end up with two. The same thing happened with "The Rogue Prince Come Again" and "HIMYF - Targaryen Edition", so at this point I really should know better than to fight it. So far, we've wandered through Dorne, Driftmark, the Stepstones, the North, and even Yi Ti. And now-whether I like it or not-we're heading into my least favorite region of all: the Riverlands. I have complaints. Many of them. But the story demanded it, and I've learned that arguing rarely works. This fic is me unapologetically playing cupid, rearranging pieces, and indulging a little too hard in character dynamics. Somewhere along the way, I also circled right back to my Sims tendencies, because apparently I cannot help myself when it comes to orchestrating the chaos that is Westeros. As always, thank you for reading, and for sticking with me as this series continues to grow sideways instead of straight ahead.

Westeros knows dragons. It knows fire, conquest, bloodlines, banners, and queens who believe the sky can be inherited. Then something older answers. When a tear in reality brings Daenerys and Tyrion face-to-face with Smaug the Golden, the war for the Iron Throne becomes meaningless overnight. This is not a beast to be ridden, bargained with, or chained. He speaks. He thinks. He wants tribute, terror, and proof that this new world is worthy of his flame. And when the King Under the Mountain turns his eye toward Westeros, crowns begin to look very small.

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Aeg wakes in Westeros with nothing but memories of a story no one else believes. The black cloak was meant to bury him at the Wall. Instead, he turns it into a weapon, racing to arm a blind realm against the dead before kings, debts, and crowns tear it apart.

"𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉." Born as the second son in the line of the Storm Lords, Orryn Baratheon never wished to be swept in the royal family's chaos. He heard the whispers, observed the kingdom's decay, and watched devotion sour into fear and bitter resentment. Yet when a wildfire in the shape of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen crosses his path, he finds himself caught in a tempest of feelings, politics, and the relentless will to survive. What can a lone stag do among dragons-except become a storm that cannot be tamed? ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ Rhaenyra Targaryen x Oc House of the Dragon

Raven Stark, the younger sister of Cregan Stark, has spent her entire life proving she is more than a noblewoman. Fierce, fearless, and the greatest warrior in the North, she has no intention of becoming anyone's wife. When she is forced into a political betrothal with Prince Jacaerys Velaryon, neither of them is pleased. Their first meeting ends in cold silence, and they quickly become enemies rather than lovers. But after tragedy changes everything, the two must learn to trust one another in a court filled with ambition, jealousy and dangerous secrets. With a silver dragon named Windshier, a legendary battle axe at her side, and the weight of the North on her shoulders, Raven soon discovers that surviving King's Landing may be far more difficult than winning any battle. Some wolves are born to follow. She was born to stand beside a dragon. House of the Dragon belongs to George R. R. Martin and HBO. I own only my original character, Raven Stark, and my original storyline. This is a fanfiction based on House of the Dragon. I do not own the original characters or universe. Raven Stark, Windshier and the original plot belong to me. Some scenes are inspired by other works, but all dialogue and story have been rewritten in my own way.

Lady Margaery Redwyne is the Lady of the Arbour. Her father died when she was one year old, and she had no brothers, Hence she became Lady of the Arbour, But she is also half Targaryen as her mother is the sister of Princess Rhaenyra.

ˋ• ིྀ🩸🔪🔥┇ 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄.┋𓏲༅܀【𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫 & 𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧】••• ❛𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. . .❜ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛. . . In which two dragonlords escape the Doom and are cast into the future where dragons have long since vanished, believing they were chosen to return fire to the skies, only to learn that fate may have wanted something else from them all along. 【𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: ✘】 【𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆】 【𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑 & 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐎𝐂】 【𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒】 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫: 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 ©𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐜_𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 ┋ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

„When the red comet appears and the white moon bleeds the dragons will return-." The War of the Five Kings has thrown Westeros into chaos. While the Houses Baratheon, Lannister, Stark, and Targaryen fight for the Iron Throne, House Aryndor tries to stay out of the war. But that's easier said than done, because Arlya Aryndor carries a secret that could alter the balance of power throughout the entire realm: she is a dragonrider. Under the watchful eye of Tywin Lannister, Arlya becomes ever more entangled in the intrigues of the court. Torn between loyalty, duty, and her family, she must decide who she can still trust. When she is finally drawn into the Lannisters' plans against her will, her path leads her to Jaime Lannister of all people. What begins as a political game develops into something neither of them could have expected. But in a realm where every move comes at a price, even a dragon might not be enough to save the people Arlya loves.

Born where the sea kisses the shore, Princess Visenya Velaryon is the daughter of two great houses. With a Targaryen mother heir to the Iron Throne and a warrior father whose strength runs through her, she is nurtured in a fragile calmness that precedes storms. For she is treasured as a princess, a beloved daughter and a living pledge unto the realm. Across the same blood-stained halls, Prince Aemond Targaryen is raised beneath the ever-watchful eye of his mother. From her, he learns that mercy is dearly brought, that vigilance alone preserves life and weakness is a luxury no prince may afford to indulge. For each lesson is beaten into him like steel beneath the hammer, hardening the boy into something far sharper. But when cousins quarrel and nephews and uncles bicker, such strife might seem the oridinary folly of youth-but among those who bear the blood of the dragon, even the smallest slight may kindle a blaze fierce enough to devour the innocent. Thus, when kinship curdles into rivalry and daggers slip quietly from their sheaths, their mothers must rise as lionesses, for when blood runs to close it is seldom love that sparks the first war. And when fate draws Visenya and Aemond onto paths bound by blood and fire, one question lingers still: who shall prove the greatest of blood?

When House Dauntless,the great builders and inventors of the south are set up by House Lannister and wiped out, one surviving baby holds the legacy of his great house. When he reclaims his title but not his land, he must venture out into Westeros to find a new place to rebuild House Dauntless.