Peace After The Storm.

Cregan Stark/OC - NOT self insert SMUT teehee-characters are aged up and any smut that happens is with them of age Jacaera Velaryon, twin to Jacaerys Velaryon. Second in line to the Throne, born the spitting image of her great-grandmother Alyssa. She's always by her brother's side. But one word plagues them as they grow: bastard. It is ignored. They try to ignore it. But there are uncles to remind them of the word. Uncles that they train with, that they're supposed to be close with and love. Jacaera is not so lucky. She is cursed. Because one of her uncles takes an unwelcome interest in his child niece. Terrorizes her until there is nothing but fear. It is this that prompts a move. A relocation with their newest baby brother. Peace after an eventful funeral. But then feelings resurface. Fights at dinner. And Rhaenyra is usurped by the very same uncle that terrorized Jacaera. She will do anything to garner support for the rightful Queen. Treat with any Lords she must. There is one, however, that she might take more of a special interest in. One that could win the war. One beautiful northerner. Lord Cregan Stark. She needs his support. Among other things. Jacaera will have his support. And she will win the war for her mother or die trying.

❝ A taste of fire and blood - his harmatia.❞ ⋆┣ ♞ ┫⋆ THIS BOOK IS BEING REWRITTEN AND FIRST THREE CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN PUBLISHED! Prince Rhaegar Targaryen is the esteemed Silver Prince of Dragonstone. Born amongst the raging fires and screams of his family. Melancholy surrounded him, wherever he walked. He yearned for a saviour. Lucerys Velaryon has two children, with his late-wife Lyria Velaryon. Leia Velaryon is his only daughter, a girl so pure, she put the Maiden to shame. A clash of purple eyes and silver hair. The girl was the idealistic Valyrian goddess. She was a perfect match in the eyes of the Mad King. But are they both what they seem? Will they be able to survive each other? Only time can tell. (book one of 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐘 series - can be read as standalone) (prequel to 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐘) (pre-asoiaf) (rhaegar targaryen × female oc) DISCLAIMER: The original storyline is credited to George R.R. Martin, as well as the information taken directly from the first book in the 'A Song of Ice and Fire' series - A Game of Thrones - which is documented in the acts and chapters of this book. Some information from the original series created by Martin has been altered. Also, some of the information is not accurate with the timeline of Martin's series. Finally, most of the characters mentioned in this book, are to be credited to George R.R. Martin. All characters not mentioned in any of George R.R. Martin's works are to be credited to myself (deodorant5). WARNING: Some scenes may be unsuitable for viewers under 18. Includes: violent imagery, foul language and sexual scenes. 1 #preasoiaf - 15/4/21 1 #eliamartell - 17/4/21 1 #asharadayne - 7/2/22 1 #catelyntully - 7/2/22 1 #velaryon - 7/2/22 1 #arthurdayne - 11/2/22 1 #dayne - 13/3/22 (book created on 8/4/21)

Aelys Targaryen is not a name mentioned frequently in the histories written and studied by the Maesters, Aelys Velaryon even less so. The Princess never celebrated in life and scarcely remembered in death. It is in the tales told to young girls where you may hear of her most frequently. Stories of a young woman who had married for duty and found love in her match. A princess that battled for her family and was overshadowed by the men surrounding her. Aelys Targaryen had fought once. She ensured she won. ~ "I may tell them what they wish to hear but I will hide what they can do without." ~ "Do not think your true meaning is lost on me, my Lords. I am no fool." ~ (OC!)Daughter of Rhaenyra x Aemond Targaryen Please read the warning and notes chapter even if you only skim through it. ~ !long fic! Part 1: ch.1 - ch.33 (113AC-128AC) Part 2: ch.34 - ch.60 (128AC-129AC) Part 3: ch.61 - ch. (129AC- #1 on AemondXreader #1 on Aemondoneeye #1 on houseofthedragon #1 on Jacaerys #1 on Helaena #1 on Lucerys #3 on Vhagar. #3 on danceodthedragons #3 on AemondxOC #8 on AemondTargaryen #9 on AegonII #104 on Aemond

"It had been a long time since Aemond had known real fear. So long that he couldn't even recognize the feeling when he came upon the man drowning his betrothed in the bath. That fear was replaced with anger. Rage. He had known rage. He knew it well enough to know what was to come next. Nothing could stop Aemond Targaryen as he tore the man from Aemma. Aemond did not spare the look of surprise on the man's face a second thought. His fist collided with the man's nose first. Then his cheekbone. Then his right eye. His nose. His left eye." ~ Aemma Velaryon is the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Black Queen. Aemond Targaryen is the youngest son of Alicent Hightower, the queen of the Greens. When they are arranged to be wed, a reluctant but reliant bond is forged. Can their love rise above the flames set alight by their parents? Or will the forces at work push them to opposite sides of an oncoming war? [fanfiction inspired by the House of the Dragon show]

In this tale of dragons, storms, and the quest for identity, Lucerys Velaryon navigates the labyrinthine castle of Storm's End, driven by duty and haunted by the weight of his blood. As his destiny collides with his uncle, Aemond Targaryen, the lines between ally and enemy blur, and they must confront the conflicts that dwell within themselves. Step into a world where loyalty and betrayal walk hand in hand, where blood ties are both a blessing and a curse. The tale of Lucerys and Aemond beckons, promising an epic saga of love, loss, and the eternal struggle for identity in a realm where even dragons tremble.

Aerea Velaryon, eldest child of Rhaenyra Targaryen, was raised to be a dutiful princess, groomed to one day marry her uncle, Prince Aegon, but when her other uncle takes an interest in the princess, her life forever changes its path. But will the claws of his power hungry mother and grandfather keep Prince Aemond from her heart? Warning: this story contains some implied sexual assault, murder, and Otto Hightower. Also, if it's italicized, 9/10 the characters are speaking in High Valyrian. Annnnnnnnnnnd once the story is finished I'm going to add songs that fit the scenes I wrote. Each chapter has a different one!

Born in the heart of fire and blood, Saera Velaryon, the eldest daughter and heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, was a child beloved beyond measure-a princess draped in adoration, raised to believe the Iron Throne was her birthright. The realm called her *Saera the Spoiled*, for she had never known a world where she was not treasured. But war does not spare even the most cherished. When the Dance of the Dragons erupts, the realm fractures between Black and Green. Prince Aemond Targaryen, the one-eyed rider of Vhagar, stands at the forefront of the war, a blade in the name of his mother, Queen Alicent Hightower, and his brother, King Aegon II. A warrior forged in anger, ruthless and unyielding, but was his sword ever truly theirs to start? Aemond harbors a secret-a devotion that undermines the very cause he supposedly fights for. For all his wrath and violence, his heart has been lost to Saera since childhood, bound to her by longing, by fate, by a love neither of them dared to name. When duty and desperation forced them into an marriage before the war broke, their union was meant to be a bridge between Green and Black, a political bond to quell animosity and resentment. But beneath the weight of war and betrayal, behind closed doors and whispered confessions, *love*-unyielding, undeniable-has already taken root. Their love is a treasonous thing, a flame burning between two sides sworn to destroy each other. And in the end, when the blood of kin stains the realm and dragons fall from the sky, Aemond must make a choice-his family or his wife, his crown or his heart. For what is duty when weighed against devotion? And what is a throne when set against love? _ "And then the storm broke, and the dragons danced."

The space between the unlikely pair was extremely limited, trying with everything in her power to push past the obvious nervous bolts flying through her veins, Valeara forced herself to speak. "It was a mistake, you and I both know that". Somehow, she still managed to display such anger within her nervous facial expression. This amused Aegon, "and yet you want it again". // Valeara and Aegon have hated each other since the beginning, with Aegon tormenting her relentlessly. However, as time goes on, unexpected feelings begin to develop between them while tension grows. Meanwhile, Valeara faces a looming betrothal to Aegon's younger brother, Aemond, who despises her just as much as Aegon once thought he did. Caught between two brothers. One somewhat good and one evil, Valeara must navigate a tense and complicated future.

Allen Walker(NOT FROM D-GRAYMAN), a 13 year old boy with a dream to become a warrior, just like his Father Argon Walker. And 4 childhood friends will gather together and reclaim what was once theirs. Wonderful tales about adventures and battles against the Empire of Gallamine... But this was not one of those heroic times. The messenger was a soldier of the King, bearing a Blue cloak with a Gold insignia of the King, The Mighty Blue Dragon, on his hands. Allen's mother covered her face with grief and ran inside the house. Allen wanted to cry, but he kept a brave face. His lower lip wouldn't stop trembling. As he extended his hands for the cloak, the messenger unveiled his hoodie and underneath was his Uncle Waller with tears and red nose. Allen ran and hugged him. Not letting him go, thinking he too would suddenly disappear. "Allen... Please take this inside." Said Waller, "I will come back when we have done the ceremony for his burial." Waller kneeled down with his arms extended, offering Allen his fathers cloak. "But... Uncle Waller. What-" I started crying, but kept a brave face. "I understand Uncle *Sniff* I will be brave for the family and Mom." I took the cloak from his hands, and something clicked inside my head. A voice came through to my head, more a whisper than a normal voice. Uncle Waller stood up and walked away. I embraced the cloak, my tears falling on it, as I remembered my fathers scent. "I don't know what happened... But I promise you this Father, I will find the person who did this to you, and make it pay for taking you away from our family". I swore with anger burning in my heart. "I must grow strong, just like Father, Uncle and Grandpa... I will become The strongest Warrior there ever was, you will see Father..." I walked back inside the house. "Allen... You have promise..." Said the whisper, "I will help you grow strong, and get Revenge..." Said the voice with sadness, "You are a very special Kid".

Due to several requests I have decided to write Rhaegon and Rhaelys's story. I hope you guys like it. Rhaelys gets warning dreams from the Gods letting her know what will happen if her uncle Rhaegon Targaryen continues down the path he has been on. Rhaelys decided enough is enough and decides to retrive her uncle. Rhaegon realizes how much he has hurt his family and will have to find a way to deal with his guilt and pain. This story is part of the Deirys Targaryen universe. Please be aware that this is just a fan fiction and not an actual book. so even if you don't like it, do not leave mean comments. There is no need for that.

edited: 11/27/25 - 11/30/25 ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 Alicendria Targaryen, The 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯. The 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 is 𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 with her nephew, the 𝔬𝔫𝔢-𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢. How could someone so perfect be inlove with someone who is 𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖍𝖔𝖙-𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉, 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊? Growing up she did not care of falling inlove with someone and having children. Despite being the sister of the king, a princess, she was a free woman. She is love by many. She is the 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪'𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔧𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔩. She did not care about love, she was against of falling inlove with someone who she's related to or she was. ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· "Everything will be alright, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌." She said as she kissed his hands in comfort. "I lost an eye. Aegon will start laughing at me again. Not because I do not have a dragon, but because I lost an eye." Aemond said burying his head on his aunt's neck. "Oh my poor boy, I shall have Ser Farris find you the most beautiful sapphire and we shall place the sapphire on your right eye just like what Ser Symeon Star-Eyes did." Alicendria said as she caressed her nephew's hair. "Do you remember that story, hm? About Ser Symeon who lost his eyes on battle and he decided to replace it with sapphires instead" She said as she kissed his hair and started to get up from his bed. "Yes, he was a knight from the Age of Heroes." Aemond replied. "Good, now darling get some rest" She said. Trigger Warning Story contains: 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 language, 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, and mentions

In a realm torn by dragons and oaths, alliances are forged in steel-and broken by flame. Amid rising tensions between the Greens and the Blacks, two formidable souls stand on opposite ends of a smoldering conflict: Aemond Targaryen, the fierce one-eyed prince with a dragon's wrath in his heart, and Floris Baratheon, the tempestuous daughter of Storm's End, bred for storms and bound by loyalty. Their paths cross under the weight of duty and blood. Sparks ignite. Words cut sharper than Valyrian steel. But in a court where power is everything and trust is a rare currency, the line between hatred and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Treachery looms. Loyalties will be tested. And in the shadows of dragons, even the coldest hearts can burn.

I saw the trailer for House of the Dragon season 2 and it just broke my heart how devastated Rhaenyra look. Since I know a lot of what will happen because I read the books. I decided I wanted to write them a happy ending. 😊 This is part of the Dragon's Heir universe. The Gods realize that the Targaryens are about to kill each other, especially after Lucerys's death. They have seen the way Rhaenyra's heart has harden and they want to save them from making more mistakes. The Gods decide to sent Daemon, Rhaenyra and Aemond to another world so they can see there is another path that can be followed. One that does not have to end in death and destruction. All three of them are sent to meet the Dragon's Heir and a different way of life.

~~"What do you think you're doing?" George breathed out, barely audible to any ears but their own. Smirking behind his mask and maintaining their close proximity, Dream moved them some more to the music. "You gave yourself away...George."~~ What is a Prince, but a title? What is a flower, but a plant? What is Dream's life, but stagnant. Dream expects this year's Starlight festival to be the same as every year, a testament to his very uneventful life as a member of royal society. However, a chance encounter with a unknown stranger in his garden gives him hope for more in his life. Little do they know that the other is the ailment to their respective loneliness, and that destiny has more planned for them than they realise. (or a fic where dream is a prince who is unsatisfied with his life because he only does what he's supposed to do, and george is an ambassador from another country who gets to know the prince anonymously through their talks in the garden. just two rich boys who want something to give their life meaning, and this start of their story is gonna be the gateway to what they want most. They have yet to be part of a greater adventure) -Howdy folks, it's yourfauxentropy here and I have another story for you. this is the first in the 'Of Vermillion Heralds' series im writing rn Author Notes/Disclaimer: this is a fic based on their mc characters and thus all descriptions are of their characters but if any of the content creators in this know about it and want me to take this down then i will do that asap just leave a comment letting me know. This is being reposted here from ao3 so you can find the og fics there if u want: I also do basically no editing so if there're any errors i apologise: if any details of this fic like setting are confusing then i can edit the notes and explain them if necessary Dedicated to my beloved friend who I have constant sexual tension with who also helped me get back into writing shit

~Judas did this for him, but his soul still howls / his mouth still aches~ Daenys Velaryon no longer knew the difference between sacrifice and self-slaughter, nor where the violence against oneself ended. A Kinslayer, a rabid dog; such creatures had no use in a world of peace. Such creatures did not deserve peace. She was a tall child with no lap to crawl into, for who would wish to hold a thing like her, shame clotting in her blood like a curdling sickness. She, with the incessant need to apologize to everyone who ever knew her, for the inconvenience she caused them by making her existence known, walking into a room and searching for an empty seat so no one had to go through the painful act of sitting with her. Velaryons were supposed to be of the sea, but she was a burning ship, a vicinity one had to always flee. If anyone deserved to extinguish themselves in a kamikaze blaze, it was her, the one who would be missed least of all, who was needed least of all when the realm finally knew peace. © ace_asterisk **Sequel to Before the Sky Falls **Book 2/2 |Ambys 2024 Fanfiction Favorite Top Pick | Most impressive rankings: - #1 in houseofthedragon (2/6/2024) - #1 in aemondtargaryen (12/6/2024) - #1 in Aegon (26/7/2024) - #1 in aemondxoc (15/7/2024)

Rhaella Velaryon, firstborn daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon, and the second in line to the Iron Throne. Rhaella has spent her entire life ensuring she is nothing but the image of perfection, carefully considering every step, every word, every smile: knowing that their enemies are always watching and waiting in the shadows for her mother's downfall. She studied her high Valyrian to perfection, learnt the art of Westerosi politics, and never left her chambers with a hair out of place. Most of all, she knew to stay far away from her uncles and their mother, who had all resented the day she was born with silver hair and purple eyes. But she wore her legitimacy like armour, protecting her younger brothers, each with thick, dark hair, with fire and blood. Her mother had told her family was the most important thing in this world, family and their duty to the Seven Kingdoms, and she has never once doubted her. But when Rhaella is summoned back to Kings Landing, from her home on her adored Dragonstone, she knows she is to be tested more than ever before, and little does she know that a certain one eyed Targaryen is soon to became the bane of her entire existence. Perfection is just so damn hard to keep up, and the cracks may just be starting to show. •Enemies to lovers• •Slow burn• •Aemond Targaryen• •O/C Rhaella Velaryon• Disclaimer- Rhaella has been aged up considerably from the any other of Rhaenyra's children in the show/book timeline, just to make any relationship less inappropriate than it already is. Please ignore any inconsistencies this creates, it's my own story and won't follow the show 100%

"I am no longer fragile; I am furious." Daerys Targaryen, the second and last child of King Viserys and Queen Aemma, lives her life impulsively. Beloved in court, she enjoys all the freedom that her youth and being a dragonrider affords her. When her father and stepmother, Queen Alicent, inform Daerys of her duty to wed her half-brother Aegon, she is less than pleased. As Daerys is thrust from her gleeful youth, she begins to see that the court of the Red Keep is not as kind as it seemed. With war looming on the horizon, each choice she makes could either raise her to the Iron Throne itself or cause her to stumble into nothingness. *This story is in the process of being edited.* *Begun August 2024, finished November 2025.* *150,000-160,000 words*

Lucerys' petty side relished in bringing Aemond a semblance of the anguish he felt these last few months. That was, if he cared to face Lucerys over the consequences of their actions. Lucerys wanted to see the panic set in after Aemond saw the result of their union. For Aemond to regret having discarded him after their one night together. At the end of all this drama, Lucerys would have his heirs for Driftmark. Talk of his own bastardy would cease on account of his beloved boys. The boys' appearance proved Lucerys was legitimate after all. Once Lucerys died, there would be an actual Velaryon ruling Driftmark. He wouldn't know if this plan would come to fruition until he started informing his family of his sons. ------ A hidden adoption AU where Lucerys Velaryon passes off twin Targaryen bastards, that so happened to be Velaryon, as his own sons. ------- Team Black. Canon Divergence.

*COMPLETE* The daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen is sent on an impossible mission with her twin brother, Jacerys Velaryon, to Winterfell to gather troops and allies for Rhaenyra's upcoming war for the crown that she rightfully deserves. Alana Velaryon is stubborn like her mother. But no one is as stubborn and cold as Lord Cregan Stark, Warden of The North and Lord of Winterfell. Jacerys builds a bond with the Winter Wolf but Alana finds herself an enemy in him. That is until Rhaenyra receives interesting terms from the Greens. Wed Alana to Aemond and name Alana as heir to the throne and both sides will drop their swords. Alana, unable to stomach the thought of marrying Aemond Targaryen, decided to make a deal with Cregan Stark. She can't wed Aemond if she is already married. A strictly political marriage with the wolf of the north and consummating it in order to not wed Prince Aemond. Although it only causes for a bigger war within the war. Rhaenyra and her daughter go head-to-head and Cregan is stuck in the center of it all. **TW!! ALL MY STORIES ARE 18+ BEWARE OF SMUT, DEATH, CHILD LOSS, AND OTHER SENSITIVE SUBJECTS.** I DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS ASIDE FROM MY OWN OC!

They danced in silence at first, but then Aemond broke it, his voice low and thoughtful. "You fight well, Aria. I've never seen anyone quite like you." She chuckled. "Thank you, but you gave me quite the challenge. I'll have to work harder if I'm to keep my title," she teased. Aemond's lips curved into a rare, faint smile. "Perhaps one day, I'll beat you. Until then, I'll watch your rise with interest." ------------------------------------------------------------------ **This is just a fun fanfiction that I have decided to write as I feel everyone in the book deserves so much better, especially Aemond.** The love story revolves around Aemond Targaryen and Aria Chan, his fangirl who loves him as she can relate to him and wants to save him and his future that turned him into a villain. A tale about how a fangirl unexpectedly got involved in her favorite novel and decide to save her beloved character. Note : I appreciate everyone who show their love for this story. Means a lot guys :) Love yaaaaaa !!!!