my princess
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  • Reads 245
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 28m
Complete, First published Nov 24, 2022
Three years following Daemon Targaryen's win in the Stepstones- and his disappearance, Rhaenyra is called to the lands of Pentos to settle tensions between the Free City and the rise of a new Triarchy. There, she finds her long lost Uncle hidden away amongst the people of Pentos, a newfound sense of purpose along with him.
After years of being separated and hostile tensions having arose between the two of them, the threats of war push them to their limits. Will they destroy one another, as the Targaryen family has the tendency to do? Or will their tensions turn them elsewhere?
AKA a Daemon x Rhaenyra one shot.
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.