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Intertwined

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Daemon watches in horror as the two arrows find their mark, the man holding the bow stood high on the hill closest to them. A Velaryon knight throws himself at him, tackling the man onto the grass and holding a sword to his throat. As his focus returns to Daenys, her body slumps over within her seat, he can see her slipping. Valax roars in terror again, twisting her body around; the massive beast will not be able to turn herself in time. 

"Faster, Caraxes!" Daemon shouts, the blood wyrm wrenches himself to the right just as Daenys falls from her seat; it is as if time slows down. Nothing but fear rips through him as he flies closer to her, as she soars faster and faster towards the ground. He begins to beg the gods, to please let him reach her. He cannot live without her, he cannot live without her. Caraxes dips under her, he stretches his arms out and catches her, pulling her close to him just before the ground reaches them. 

His hands are shaking as he brushes the hair from her eyes, they are just barely open as she looks up at him. What a damn fool he was, a damn fool not to chain her within that tent himself if it meant she would not go onto that battlefield. He would not have cared if she hated him forever, she would be alive. 

"Daemon." She says; she is so quiet, so cold within his arms. Her blood coats his fingers, his armor, his saddle, he takes her hand in his. 

"Do not be afraid, my darling. I have you."All Rights Reserved

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Nightmare by SprintingFox

A song is sung, a dance is danced, a game is played, and few come to know what their role is on the board before their demise. She never wanted to be on it, necessity deeming her the piece who could turn the tides or bring the wave that'd drown the House of the Dragon in the height of its glory. . with Thea Sofie Loch Næss as Princess Daenys Targaryen . HotD S1 - onward . All credit for original characters and original plot goes to George R.R. Martin for the A Song of Ice and Fire book series and the Game of Thrones television series. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the show. Thank you George, for creating the world of ASOIAF. Thank you all, for reading. . I do not at any point in time give permission for my fanfiction content or original characters to be used for any purposes outside of my writing. I own all original characters appearing in this fic and do not consent to the usage of my story by anyone other than myself. Readers are welcome, plagiarizers are not. Written from October 20, 2024 - January 14, 2025

Sweeter Than Evil ||| Cregan Stark by naerysa

Cregan Stark/Targaryen OC *not a self insert* Timelines have been changed so ages better match up. OC and Cregan Stark are of similar ages and any smut happens with characters that are adults 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 For the first time since fleeing Old Valyria, Daenys is named to honour the woman who saved the Targaryen lineage from extinction. Unfortunately, the curse of foresight follows the name directly to the child who inherited it. Dragon dreams are not clear. There is no book on the subject, no sign to look for. Many do not believe the dreamers have ever existed. Daenys is cursed with the burden of dreams depicting destruction and the fall of her family. She is cursed with callings that cannot be ignored, a pull stronger than she can resist. Mad. Wicked. Insane. Defective. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 The ways of Old Valyria were right to be destroyed in the Doom. Their blood magic and rituals are words Daenys will never repeat. But she will do what she must to preserve the legacy of her forefather no matter that it might leave her scarred, suffering, and alone. Until there is a man brave enough to stand by her side and embrace her as Daenys. Madness, dreams, blood magic, and all. Wolf and dragon. Ice and fire. Loyalty and sacrifice. 𝘜𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶

A Targaryen's Infatuation: Vol. 1 by fmaefmae

"Luscious, angelic Aelwyd. Forever musical and in-selfish you may be. The seven angles before you in all your grandeur; man seek to drag before you like a frail insect seeking sanctuary from ongoing battle between nature. They dare to think they can witness your beauty and affection. They cannot. Only I can." ~•~ Princess Aelwyd Velaryon was born from Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne, and Ser Laenor Velaryon, under starlight and calm night, gifting her with ethereal allure and cordiality. The men would bask in her benevolence and women would cringe in prejudice at the mention of the bewitching and loving princess. The princess had indeed grown into her handsome features over a decade, leaving the realm to wonder who would viciously brawl and murder for the Princess Aelwyd's hand. It was intact to say the nobles and peasants distaste and disturbance when it was revealed the princess was secretly betrothed to the disfigured Prince Aemond Targaryen. (Aemond Targaryen x OC) ~•~ Disclaimer - I do not own the plots, lines or storylines of House of The Dragon. I only own a numerous amount of my own characters. If rewritten or plagiarised, you are getting sued. Warning - displays anti-social behaviour such as kidnapping, stalking, stealing, violent murders, general creepy, obsessive behaviour and mature scenes. #31 for aegoniitargaryen ~•~ fmaefmae - all rights reserved.

Hand of the Queen by voidlaufeyson

"Remember, your grace. The city will turn against Cersei, they will surrender if they know they are defeated. When you hear the bells ring, stand down." Tyrion says, Daenerys meets my eyes. The memory of Missandei and Edlin fill my mind as the words leave his mouth, their heads tumbling across the dirt. The memory of my father's head falling from his neck as the people of King's Landing cheered. My brother's throat cut by Lannisters as my mother was forced to watch, only to have her own slit after. "Take your throne, Daenerys." I tell her, she nods to me before walking to Drogon.

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐌𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝗼𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 by KordaLuvsYa

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Revenge - Aemond Targaryen x OC by Secretsea1

Amyra feels a guiding hand constantly, pulling at her bones, whispering into her ear. In King's Landing, between Flea Bottom and The Street of Silk, she dreams of it- dripping from her palms, a balm to the rage. By daylight, she grinds herbs, sells salves, delivers babes, and aids the needy as only a healer can, but when the moon rises up from her slumber, Amyra begins her true work. They come from all over, whispering, wailing, begging. Do you have a spell to make her love me? My husband should be dead, will you help me do it? Is there anything to make them forget? Remember? Live? Die? She takes them by their hand, "Of course," she tells them. She wipes their tears and smiles. "The price is ever so small." It doesn't matter what it costs, we'll pay it. "Of course, you will." she agrees, and it's true. They always pay, one way or another. Then, by a strange stroke of luck, Queen Alicent is in need of her expertise. My daughter, she cries, Princess Helaena, will you help her? "Of course," Amyra sings, "I am but a humble servant to the crown." She tastes it on her tongue, sweet and sticky. She sees it, pooling like blood off a wound. She calls her Justice, but she answers to Revenge.

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"The tale of 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡, a woman 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

𝗜 𝗗𝗜𝗗 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗕𝗔𝗗 | ʰᵒᵗᵈ by -mysterybloodink

[ENGLISH VERSION] Her name was whispered in alleys, in brothels, in towns hidden from prying ears. It was on everyone's lips, somehow. No one could say they didn't know that name. Especially the Hightowers. Those who hated that name, haunted by its memory and its shadow. Yet few could say they had seen with their own eyes what the whispers claimed. Only a few had set eyes on what happened to the poor who crossed swords with death. Death had a name. And hers was Visenya Targaryen. Daughter of Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen. The only chance for the usurpers to fall. But what if the only hope was given in marriage to the usurper's brother? • Visenya Targaryen x Aemond Targaryen • Visenya Targaryen x Jacaerys Velaryon • Aemma Targaryen x Cregan Stark • Rhaegon Targaryen x Baela Targaryen

CHAMPAGNE COAST | Jacaerys Valaryon by lovelymxt

❝ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜɪɴɢ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ɴɪɴᴇ? ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ? ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴꜰᴀʟʟ ❞ ⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ♱ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Kyranna Stark, the youngest and only sister to Lord Cregan Stark, has only known grief and the pure white hills of the North. She'd lived a somewhat usual life, a normal as she could, but growing up was bound to change that. Tensions rise in the south; Cregan can't keep an eye on everything in the North and the politics of the south, so it slowly starts to fall on Kyranna's shoulders. She must learn to navigate the brutal path where sacrifice, loyalty and love collide. ...or 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Jacaerys Velaryon had been shunned all his life, whispers from the Lords and Ladies followed him everywhere, scrutinising his every move. It became easier to tune out but never impossible. He saw it in the way people looked at him, could practically feel the judgement radiating off their skin. But when a certain Stark looks at him in a way no one ever else has things change. Suddenly, Jacaerys only wants Kyranna to see him and to escape the weight of the world's pressure through her eyes.

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A song is sung, a dance is danced, a game is played, and few come to know what their role is on the board before their demise. She never wanted to be on it, necessity deeming her the piece who could turn the tides or bring the wave that'd drown the House of the Dragon in the height of its glory. . with Thea Sofie Loch Næss as Princess Daenys Targaryen . HotD S1 - onward . All credit for original characters and original plot goes to George R.R. Martin for the A Song of Ice and Fire book series and the Game of Thrones television series. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the show. Thank you George, for creating the world of ASOIAF. Thank you all, for reading. . I do not at any point in time give permission for my fanfiction content or original characters to be used for any purposes outside of my writing. I own all original characters appearing in this fic and do not consent to the usage of my story by anyone other than myself. Readers are welcome, plagiarizers are not. Written from October 20, 2024 - January 14, 2025