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Option 2 : Game of Thrones: The Lustful Plunderer System Option 3: Execution Day: I Awakened the Slaughter System in Westeros ⚔️ Ruthless Protagonist: A pragmatist who kills without hesitation. No mercy for enemies. 🩸 Solo Leveling Vibe: Kill enemies -> Plunder Stats & Skills -> Become a God. 🐉 Dragon Rider: Master of "Winter," a unique three-headed dragon. 🔥 Harem: Unapologetic ambition Plot Omniscient: Using knowledge of the future to manipulate major events and destroy enemies like Littlefinger and the Lannisters.

Hicca left home to find dragons like Toothless. She did not mean to find Westeros. When a storm unlike any she has ever seen throws her across the world, she lands in the North - a land that already knows the word dragon, and hates it. The villagers fear her. The nobles study her. The King will eventually demand answers. In Winterfell, she finds something unexpected: curiosity instead of conquest. A bastard son who doesn't flinch. A wild girl who wants a sword that burns. A lord who measures men by honor, not legend. But in a world where dragons once ruled through terror, can a girl who believes in trust survive long enough to prove she's not another tyrant? And what happens when the North starts to believe her?

Zyta Baratheon is the only child of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister. She is sweet and kind but fierce. She fell in love with a man that had no love in his heart. The same man fell in love with the princess of the Seven Kingdoms. Sandor Clegane never liked the Lannister's or the Baratheon's but he sure liked Zyta Baratheon. OCxSandor STARTED: September 30, 2017 ENDED: May 28, 2019

She took his hand then and placed it-not ceremoniously, not dramatically-against her abdomen. Still flat beneath fabric. Still unchanged to the eye. His breath caught. "There," she said. "You're officially present." He didn't move. Barely breathed. "I don't feel anything." "It's early." "So it's ignoring me." She smirked. "Much like its parents." He snorted despite himself. "Rude." She leaned back, head resting against the stone wall. "You can talk, if you like." He stared at her. "To the child." "Yes." "What would I say." "Whatever you'd say to anyone you intend to terrify and protect simultaneously." He considered that, then leaned closer, lowering his voice as if the sea itself might overhear. "You will not be weak," he murmured. "You will not be small. And no one will ever touch you without consequence." Ariella hummed. "Subtle." "It's honest." She turned her head to look at him. "Try again. Less threat. More... reassurance." He grimaced. "I don't reassure." "You're doing fine." He sighed and tried again, awkwardly sincere. "You're... wanted." Her expression softened fully now. "And," he added, "your mother is very irritating but extremely competent." She laughed quietly. "Careful. I'll tell it you said that." He glanced down at her stomach, then back at her face. "It doesn't move." "Not yet." He frowned. "I expected something more dramatic." "Patience," she said. "Even dragons take time." They sat like that for a while, firelight flickering, the sea marking time beyond the walls. Eventually, Ariella shifted and yawned, the fatigue of the day finally asserting itself. Daemon noticed immediately. "You should sleep." "I will." "Now." "In a moment." Dragonstone stood watch-men loyal, banners snapping, a dragon coiled in the heights. Inside, two formidable people sat quietly with the smallest, strangest certainty either had ever known.

Christina Benton hated the ending of Game of Thrones-especially the betrayal and death of the woman she loved from afar: Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen. So when a mysterious survey offers her the impossible, Christina doesn't hesitate. With Wanda Maximoff's powers and one burning wish in her heart, she awakens not in her old world-but in Westeros. Reborn as Alyssa Stark, the supposed daughter of Ned and Catelyn and twin sister to Robb, Alyssa carries a secret no one knows: she is the trueborn child of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen. With chaos magic in her blood, visions of fire in her dreams, and a soulbond tying her fate to Daenerys herself, Alyssa must walk the line between wolf and dragon, duty and desire. But soulbonds have rules-and in every bond, there is an alpha and an omega. And destiny? It always demands sacrifice. This time, she will save Daenerys. This time, fire will reign. Even if she has to burn the world to make it happen. ⚠️ Content Note: This story features a G!P (girl with penis) portrayal of Daenerys Targaryen. Please read with awareness of that element.

She is a musician with calloused fingers and a lute that never leaves her side, playing for coins in inns, taverns, and crowded streets. The world above her is full of fire and gold, but she knows only the rhythm of survival... until a single note changes everything. 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 VALARR TARGARYEN X FEM!OC ©MONZIEE 2026. #1 got #1 targaryen

Saera Martell was a flame caught between two winds, never burning in one direction for long. Born as the daughter of a Targaryen and a Martell, she was a dreamer plagued by memories that are not her own. Faces, moments, and emotions linger long after she wakes, leaving her uncertain of where her dreams end and her true self begins. When duty calls, Saera is sent to King's Landing, where visions, politics, and expectation press in from all sides. There, she meets Aerion Targaryen. Someone, who has been haunting her mind. He was like a name written over and over, though never the same. But not all ties are woven by dreams. Valarr Targaryen enters her life without warning or prophecy. He was an unforeseen presence defined by kindness rather than fate. As Saera struggles to reconcile memory with reality and desire with duty, she finds herself drawn in conflicting directions. In king's landing, unexpected friendships form. Ones that would haunt her life in the years to come. Burrowed echoes occupy her mind, taking up the space of her own. Caught between identity, responsibility, and choice, Saera must decide whether her future will be shaped by the dreams that haunt her-or by the life she chooses to claim as her own. But will the gods allow it, whatever her decision?

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! ⋮ ❪ 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘥 ❫ ↳ ❝ ──there has never lived a stark who forgot an oath ──and with house stark, the north will follow. ❞ -── ❪ asoiaf ❫ ── 𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘰𝘤 ❪ house of the dragon series x asoiaf ❫ ──────────── 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 | ©𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘆

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Adelia Hightower was the perfect lady. Everyone thought so, expect her father, sister, and the Princess Rhaenyra. She was good and kind, a breath of fresh air in the dreary Red Keep. Her flaming hair and emerald dresses was a welcome sight amongst the court, especially Prince Aelyx Aelyx Targaryen was the perfect prince. He was his fathers desired heir and his mother's golden boy. He was dutiful and honorable, a figure of hope for the future to come. His kind nature and cunning mind pleased his father's council and the small folk. He constantly had to be perfect, but not around her. HOTD OCxOC I do not own any part of HOTD, only the stories of Adelia and Aelyx

She comes like rain, soft and gentle, upon his cheeks. The taste of summer snow and enduring love, like a declaration of war upon fate. ⸻ ( daemon targaryen ) ( house of the dragon ) • 2022 ( rewrite in progress )

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡ℎ 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒． 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒" － 𝑃𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑜 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑢𝑑𝑎

❝ You Lannister lions are nothing but sinners. ❞ THE RARE WOMEN SERIES - NOVEL #3 GAME OF THRONES - SEASON 2 & 3 © stxrmborn COMPLETED Awarded as Best Jaime Lannister Fanfic 2X Awarded as Best Overall GOT Fanfic Awarded as Best GOT OC Death

❝Following his humiliating defeat at the Tourney at Ashford Meadow and the subsequent Trial of Seven, Prince Aerion is exiled to the Free Cities by his father, Maekar. He arrives in Lys-bitter, stripped of his royal guards, and cut off from the limitless funds of the Iron Throne. In Westeros, Aerion was a monster protected by his name. In Lys, he is just another beggar with silver hair in a city full of them. And his fall will be from high when he meets Rhaesa Dolaeris.❞ 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 POST SEASON 1 OF A KNIGHT TO THE SEVEN KINGDOMS, NO SPOILERS IF NOT CANON COMPLIANT TO MALE LEAD'S STORY.

"...with the roar of the fire, my heart rose to its feet like the ashes of ash I saw rise in the heat settle soft and as pure as snow i fell in love with the fire long ago" - in which a princess with the hands of a healer and the heart of a poet falls for a poor hedge knight with a heart of gold and a soul far nobler than any crown (in which a girl meant for crowns finds herself undone by a boy meant for battle and neither of them saw the storm gathering) started feb 19th 2026 - ended ?? (this is a mini series so it's a fast burn btw)

House of the Dragon Fanfic

A Girl That Dances With Flames; The Muse A Prince In Line For the Throne; The Young Heir A Prince Drowning in Dreams: The Drunken Bound Together by the Mark on Their Wrist. Prince Valarr x OC Prince Daeron x OC Soulmate AU

• akotsk's daeron "the drunken" targaryen, son of maekar II x female oc after a mishap, a scribe's life becomes entangled with a drunken prince with profetic nightmares, romance blooming even in the most unlikely of situations. "Yet...truth without empathy becomes cruelty. I meant no cruelty, sire."

Elara's an Estermont lord's daughter, Stormlands nobility raised among banners and steel, as beautiful as she is sharp-tongued. When she slips into the Ashford tourney in disguise, chasing freedom instead of duty, she finds Lyonel Baratheon, no longer a boy she once knew, but a storm grown dangerous.

The north remembers..... Game of thrones Season 2 onwards