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As it Began

littlequeenie97

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Reads 10,775
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Parts 11
Time 54m

littlequeenie97

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For the Queen and Roger Taylor fans out there...Just something I made up from a little dream I had. Hopefully I can come up with a good plot- the beginning is rather fast paced, but I hope it is enjoyable so far! *Kind of written in diary form and may need to be edited further.*All Rights Reserved

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A Targaryen Fanfic Romance | Daemon Targaryen × Witch!OC Dark Fantasy • Slow-Burn • Forbidden Love • Magical Intrigue ⸻ She is caged in stone and silk. But her dragon still flies. Behind the red walls of the Keep, Lady Serenya Vaelthar waits - heir to a bloodline whispered of in fear, a legacy of fire and shadow. She is the only soul alive to have tamed the Cannibal, the great black dragon that bows to no rider. A creature as wild and untouchable as the woman who calls him hers. The court calls her dangerous. The King calls her prisoner. The Faith calls her curse. But to Prince Daemon Targaryen, she is something else entirely- A reflection of his own hunger. A spark that flares where his fire has always burned alone. A secret meant only for him. Drawn to her by the ancient pulse of Valyrian blood and the allure of magic long thought lost, Daemon finds not an enemy but a companion: one who sees him, tempers him, ignites him. Their bond is forbidden, their love whispered only in shadows and stolen glances. Yet with every heartbeat, every brush of fingers, every lingering gaze across the quiet halls of the Keep, something inexorable weaves them closer together. Together, they are not ruin, but resurrection. Not chains, but wings. Not destruction, but desire given form. And in a world that watches with suspicion and envy, their greatest rebellion may not be war at all- but love. "I am not your prisoner, prince. I am yours."

Rhaenyra Targaryen Imagines / One-shots by _waakemeeeup

Just writing my delusions and desires for the rightful heir Rhaenyra Targaryen. *I am free from acads rn but AAAHHHH I can't write anything tho I have a few storyline T_T Rhaenyra Targaryen x fem!reader/oc [Open for Request] [SLOW UPDATES] **Thank you for your patience, my loves

Mr.Meddows by therealrogertaylor

Roger x Reader "Love of my life, you've hurt me" I'm ace and this is my first story I ever wrote I hope y'all like it!

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 by Eujiaa

"Behold the tale of 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡, a legend forged in fire and fate. Born amidst the turmoil of a divided realm, she was marked from birth by the gods for a destiny unlike any other. Though but a girl, the Iron Throne was promised to her, not by mere right of birth, but by the will of the divine. As the king lay on his deathbed, the Usurpers and their allies moved with haste and ruthlessness. When the king drew his last breath, The Usurpers seized the moment to usurp the throne, placing a false king upon it, and casting the rightful heir aside. With the blood of dragons in her veins and the fury of the gods in her heart, Athasia rose. She was no mere a princess, but a 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 forged in the fires of loss and betrayal. She would reclaim her throne, not through the mercy of others, but by 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗, the very words that had defined her house for centuries. This is the story of 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡, the chosen of the gods, the breaker of chains, and the true heir to the Iron Throne. Her reign began not in peace, but in war, and the realm would soon learn that there was no force on earth or in the heavens that could stand against the will of a 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 destined to rule." - Grand Maester Reginald Creswell from the book "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲-𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧" 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗚𝗢𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖. truly yours by heart, 𝘦𝘶𝘫𝘪𝘢𝘢

You Take My Breath Away by _underrtakerr_

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A Targaryen Fanfic Romance | Daemon Targaryen × Witch!OC Dark Fantasy • Slow-Burn • Forbidden Love • Magical Intrigue ⸻ She is caged in stone and silk. But her dragon still flies. Behind the red walls of the Keep, Lady Serenya Vaelthar waits - heir to a bloodline whispered of in fear, a legacy of fire and shadow. She is the only soul alive to have tamed the Cannibal, the great black dragon that bows to no rider. A creature as wild and untouchable as the woman who calls him hers. The court calls her dangerous. The King calls her prisoner. The Faith calls her curse. But to Prince Daemon Targaryen, she is something else entirely- A reflection of his own hunger. A spark that flares where his fire has always burned alone. A secret meant only for him. Drawn to her by the ancient pulse of Valyrian blood and the allure of magic long thought lost, Daemon finds not an enemy but a companion: one who sees him, tempers him, ignites him. Their bond is forbidden, their love whispered only in shadows and stolen glances. Yet with every heartbeat, every brush of fingers, every lingering gaze across the quiet halls of the Keep, something inexorable weaves them closer together. Together, they are not ruin, but resurrection. Not chains, but wings. Not destruction, but desire given form. And in a world that watches with suspicion and envy, their greatest rebellion may not be war at all- but love. "I am not your prisoner, prince. I am yours."