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when i was young i did not crave the simple life as my sister did,  i craved to fight and be a warrior,  i soon found out that not even that life was an option for me.  My khalaser was raided and i watched as my mother and sister where raped and beaten until death. But not me i was taken to be made a slave and to serve the great Khal Varro , I've spent years learning the dorthraki and common tounge as well as how to fight when i was left to my own. i vowed one day that i would leave and make Varro pay for what he did to me, but all the changed when a certain dorthraki khal takes in interest in me and revenge is the last thing on my mind.All Rights Reserved

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Tej-Tara : The Yuvaraj's Destruction by Zoya-Forest

Tejendra~~~~~ Loving Drishti was my only truth. Marriage was never supposed to change that. I was forced into this. Forced to take vows with a woman who meant nothing to me. Nayantara was a mistake written in my blood, a punishment I didn't deserve. A wife in name, nothing more. She should have been easy to ignore. Obedient, quiet, everything a perfect wife should be. But she wouldn't stay in the shadows where she belonged. She pushed, she defied, she dared to make me see her. And I hate her for it. Because every time she stands her ground, I falter. Every time she looks at me with those damn unshaken eyes, I forget. Forget that my heart isn't hers to claim. Forget that I was never supposed to want her. But I do. My punishment. My addiction. My downfall. Nayantara~~~~~ I was never meant to love my husband. Not when his heart was never mine to hold. Not when every word he speaks, every glance he gives, is filled with a love that belongs to another woman. I tried. I played the part, whispered the prayers, carried the weight of a marriage that was doomed from the start. But what's the point? A man like Tejendra Pratap will never love me, and I no longer care if he does. I won't beg. I won't wait. I won't waste another second wondering if I'll ever be enough for him. Let him stare. Let him burn. Let him hate the way I no longer flinch under his gaze. My cage. My lesson. My husband.

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙤𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣 by RyanCage6767

[I made this story for @KaleaReigns aka my aunt] In a world torn by war and bloodshed, Lyara's fate is shaped by both ice and fire. Born into a lineage of power, she is the daughter of two houses-one known for their unyielding northern strength, the other for their fiery, royal blood. But her true heritage remains hidden, leaving her to navigate a treacherous path between two worlds that would never expect her to bridge the divide. Captured by the fearsome Dothraki, Lyara's strength and resilience quickly earn the respect of their leader, Khal Drogo. As the fierce warrior slowly becomes the khaleesi of his people, she must confront both the brutality of her captors and the complexities of her own heart. Amidst the chaos of Dothraki life, she forms a bond with Drogo unlike any other-one that challenges everything he thought he knew about power, love, and loyalty. But when whispers of her true parentage begin to surface, Lyara is thrust into a game of politics, revenge, and betrayal. Allies and enemies alike will test her resolve as she struggles to forge her own destiny, all while navigating the ever-present danger posed by the forces who wish to see her destroyed. As her relationship with Drogo grows, so too does the threat to her life-and to everything she holds dear. She must face the truth of her heritage, make impossible choices, and ultimately decide what kind of ruler she will be. In the end, the question remains: Will she conquer the world at the side of the Stallion, or will the fire of her family's past consume them both?

Fireborn by lillianawayne99

Valaena Fireborn of House Targaryen has been in exile her entire life. Robert's Rebellion twenty years ago forced her and her siblings out of their home to Essos. Valaena was sold to Khal Drogo as his wife so her brother could use her husband's army to retake their father's throne. Suffice it to say, Viserys didn't get his end of the bargain. After a life in exile with one objective in mind, Valaena is headed home. While in Westeros learning about the culture of her homeland and making alliances, Valaena meets three men who will change her life forever. Jon Snow, the stoic King in the North. Tormund Giantsbane, the fearsome wildling. Oberyn Martell, the red viper of Dorne. *This is abandoned, the rest is on my Tumblr* Warning: This book is not fit for younger viewers due to the sexual scenes, violence, and language it contains. There are massive spoilers in this fanfic. It takes place after the Battle of the Bastards in Season 6 of "Game of Thrones". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "He watches you in wonder and awe. Don't you want a husband that would do anything for you, like Khal Drogo?" Kovarro smirked down at me, like he believed he was helping me by attempting to convince me to marry Jon. Rather, he had pushed me too far. I grabbed his tunic and forced him to lean backwards over the waist high rafters, staring down at him with vehemence. "I will never try to replace Drogo. I got my vengeance, but I can never see my family again. The only thing I have left of them is my memories and Haggo's bells in my hair." I roughly shoved him into the rafters, ensuring the wood dug into his back, before letting him go and stepping away from him.

Mother Of Dragons by GumdropsAndRoses

When Daenarys Targaryan is forced to marry Khal Drogo, a powerful Dothraki Khal and feared warrior, she is very much sceptical. A union arranged by her spiteful older brother who hopes to use her as a bargaining chip for Drogo's dothraki horde to rightfully win back The Iron Throne. But will things turn out as expected? Through her journey we learn the Mother of Dragons earned her name for a reason Game of thrones fanfiction.

To Let Go - Unedited by Trouble_FearMe

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Scarlet of love - played by destiny by Shri_vanshi_tales

They say Rudrgadh is built on blood-every stone in its palace walls, every whisper in its corridors, soaked in the weight of ancient betrayals. I never thought I would be part of that story. I was born in silence, raised in shadows. My mother taught me grace, my father taught me how to run, and neither of them ever spoke of the fire that once burned behind their eyes. We moved often, never staying long in one place. I grew up believing we were just wanderers... until the night I danced under the moonlight, near the sacred waterfall-and he saw me. King Veer Pratap Singh. The man who ruled with steel in his veins and a storm in his eyes. I had only heard tales of him-ruthless, undefeated, the people's savior and the enemy's nightmare. But when our eyes met, I didn't see a king. I saw a man standing still for the first time in years. And in that stillness, something inside me shifted. I should have run. But fate is cruel, and hearts are foolish. When his marriage proposal arrived at my doorstep, my world tilted. My parents went pale. Secrets long buried clawed their way to the surface. I didn't understand why they were afraid-until I learned the truth. Veer is searching for his parents' killer. And the man he seeks... is my father. Now I stand at the edge of a life I never asked for-torn between a love I never meant to find and a truth I can no longer run from. If I marry him, I betray my blood. If I leave, I betray my heart. How do you love the man who wants to destroy your family? And when that man looks at you like you're his only peace... how do you not love him back?

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Crimson Fangs by CarolineMarie21

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Tej-Tara : The Yuvaraj's Destruction

Tejendra~ Loving Drishti was my only truth. Marriage was never supposed to change that. I was forced into this. Forced to take vows with a woman who meant nothing to me. Nayantara was a mistake written in my blood, a punishment I didn't deserve. A wife in name, nothing more. She should have been easy to ignore. Obedient, quiet, everything a perfect wife should be. But she wouldn't stay in the shadows where she belonged. She pushed, she defied, she dared to make me see her. And I hate her for it. Because every time she stands her ground, I falter. Every time she looks at me with those damn unshaken eyes, I forget. Forget that my heart isn't hers to claim. Forget that I was never supposed to want her. But I do. My punishment. My addiction. My downfall. Nayantara~ I was never meant to love my husband. Not when his heart was never mine to hold. Not when every word he speaks, every glance he gives, is filled with a love that belongs to another woman. I tried. I played the part, whispered the prayers, carried the weight of a marriage that was doomed from the start. But what's the point? A man like Tejendra Pratap will never love me, and I no longer care if he does. I won't beg. I won't wait. I won't waste another second wondering if I'll ever be enough for him. Let him stare. Let him burn. Let him hate the way I no longer flinch under his gaze. My cage. My lesson. My husband.