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In the years after the Blackfyre Rebellion, when dragons lived only in memory and the realm stood fragile beneath the Targaryen crown, Princess Valena the bone eyed dreamer and daughter of Prince Maekar and Dyanna Dayne is sent north to outrun the visions that haunt her sleep. Hardened by winter, the old gods and the new, she returns south for the Tourney at Ashford Meadows, where prophecy, politics, and forgotten bonds are rekindled. But dragon dreams are seldom merciful, and some fires are not meant to be quenched. Valarr Targaryen x femOC

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.

This is the tale of Visenya Targaryen. No-not the Conqueror. Everyone knows the marriage between Daemon Targaryen and Rhea Royce was forged in resentment and sharpened by pride. But history forgets what followed a drunken night, a careless insult, and a child conceived in fury. A daughter. From the moment she drew breath, it was as if she had been chosen. Vhagar herself yields an egg for her cradle. Daemon understands the omen. His blood. His fire. Visenya Ingrid Targaryen-Lady of Runestone. Bride of Winterfell. Regent of the North. Rider of a sapphire dragon nearly the size of Vhagar herself. When the Dance of the Dragons begins, she is not a pawn in her father's war. She is the storm above it. Gods may flip coins for Targaryens. Visenya makes her own fate.

The last leaves of autumn are drifting across Winterfell. Jon Arryn is dead, and King Robert rides North to Winterfell with the Lannisters in tow... ...just so in time for Artemis Green to find herself inexplicably transported to the harsh world of Westeros. Thrust into a world where honor breeds death and trust leads to betrayal, Artemis must balance her desire to save lives with the risk of changing too much, all while protecting her heart from those who could either be her greatest allies or her greatest weaknesses. [season one got - ] · updates every Wednesday and Saturday

❝ There was a feeling of inevitability when I met you. And our lives were fated to converge like some cosmic dance. And I think I had to break your heart and you had to break mine. ❞ As Cressida Black's lungs ceased to draw breath, Aurelia Martell's heart beat for the first time. Reborn into a new and strange world, she must adapt and become a Princess of Dorne in a time where Targaryens rule from the Iron Throne. Seen as a pawn by her elder brother, she is married off to the Rogue Prince to secure an alliance and is determined to make the best of the marriage. For a war between dragons is fast approaching and she may just have the power to turn the tide. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON DAEMON TARGARYEN x OC

Elena Martell is the younger sister of Elia, Oberyn and Doran. She grew up thinking life was like the songs and stories read to her by her brothers and sisters She quickly learns it's nothing like that, one deal with the devil leads to her being stripped from her home and thrust into the life of rest of the 7 kingdoms... by marrying Tywin Lannister her sister murderer.

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

I've transmigrated! The bad news: I've become Tyrion Lannister from Game of Thrones. The good news: in this world, Tyrion isn't a dwarf. As Tywin Lannister's second son and heir to Casterly Rock, Tyrion grew up spoiled and unrestrained. He's tall, handsome, and carries long pale-gold hair that gleams faintly silver under the night. One eye emerald, the other violet-an unsettling charm that earned him the nickname "Lust Demon." Now armed with memories from another world, noble blood, and irresistible looks, Tyrion is ready to dominate the Seven Kingdoms. Countless lovers surround him, yet-does he truly love only one? A harem or a single heart? Magic, dragons, White Walkers, Citadel plots-no system, low magic, close to canon.

"Has he called the dragon Balerion?!" she asked to herself aloud, unable to understand why her nephew was calling the one who was clearly his dragon the same way as the Conqueror had done. An amused tongue click and a giggle to her right reminded her that she was no longer alone and that now there were people paying attention to her. Trying to keep vertical while the dragon took a couple of clumsy strides, to propel itself towards the sky with a powerful beating of wings with the third stride, Dany grabbed onto Ser Jaime as best she could, while this one looked at her with some amusement. "Oh! That! You see, my royal sister, here our nephew Aegon is not the Sixth of His Name, since he has already been, is being and will be the First of his Name. Hence, The Dragon Reborn, my princess. That dragon is the fucking Black Dread and that one there that is going to deprive the Khal of his head, the fucking Conqueror, Your Excellence."

A feral Dragonlady kidnaps a depressed Targaryen Prince :Also posted in Ao3 HTTYD x HOTD

In the world of Westeros, where hedge knights chase glory and the absence of dragons cast long shadows over fragile peace, one woman stands at the heart of it all. Elyana Viremore - the comet bride with fire in her blood - is everything the realm expects of a future queen... and far more than they deserve. Married to Baelor Targaryen, she moves through court with quiet power, her calm gaze missing nothing, her loyalty bound fiercely to her husband and their sons. But in a court where ambition festers and cruelty wears a princely smile, even patience has its limits. As tourneys unfold and old rivalries sharpen beneath silk and steel, Elyana must navigate whispered doubts, dangerous princes, and the constant fear that the people she loves most could be taken from her. Because in King's Landing, strength is tested in blood - and comets do not fall without consequence. Some women wait to be crowned. Others ascend.

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After the Lord of Light fails to bring back the Lord Commander of Night Watch. The pyre was built and the 998th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch's body was burning right before everyone's eyes. But out came not ash but walking Jon Snow completely naked for everyone to watch and worship. Though none kneeled in for him like they did for his aunt. The boy from our world is reincarnated into the body of Jon Snow after he suffers betrayal from his black brothers. But he is not alone. An AI, a creation beyond the understanding of this realm, whispers in his mind-an eternal guide in a world of blood, treachery, and magic. With its aid, he will carve his path through the game of thrones, where kings rise and fall like the tides. Yet, unknown to him, something stirs beyond the frozen rivers and shadowed forests. A gift-one that crawled from the shores of God's Eye, an echo of his past-waiting, watching, Sleeping to its heart's content. This is not the story of a wolf bound by honor. Nor is it the tale of a dragon shackled by fate. This is the saga of a reborn soul who refuses to kneel. Let the game begin.

Viserra Velaryon is the youngest child of the Lord of Driftmark. She is free in what she does, yet she is more aware of loyalty, honour and duty than her older siblings. She is a beauty whose hand many lords seek, but there is one particular prince who has fallen head over heels in love with her. Baelor Targaryen, the king's eldest son, is an honourable and dutiful young man. He is every lady's dream, but his heart has been taken by storm. This is a story about the love between two people, because duty is not always the death of love. 🐉🐉🐉🐉🐉🐉 Disclaimer: I do not own A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, Fire and Blood or A Song of Ice and Fire. All characters and credits for those go to George R.R. Martin. I only own my OC's and their storyline.

In Runestone, where ancient runes guard proud bloodlines, Rosaelyne Royce stands between two legacies, one of bronze and stone, the other of fire and dragons. Raised beneath the stern gaze of Rhea, Rosaelyne is forged into a warrior, a leader, and the heir of Runestone. As war stirs the realm and tests loyalties, she must navigate the duties of a ruling lady, the burdens of her Targaryen blood, and a betrothed that may yet shape her future. CREGAN STARK X FEMALE!OC #3 in #asoiaf 2/16

In this fanfiction, Lucerys Velaryon dies at Storm's End but is mysteriously sent back in time and awakens in the body of Daenys Targaryen in ancient Valyria. Meanwhile, the characters from House of the Dragon watch magical visions showing Valyria at its peak-its powerful dragonriders, massive cities, and many dragons. As they watch, Lucerys/Daenys begins to see dreams of the coming Doom and must decide whether to change history or ensure the Targaryens survive. 🐉

𝕆𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 ℝ𝕙𝕒𝕖𝕟𝕪𝕣𝕒 𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕪𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕔. ༺⥼🔥༒🔥⥽༻ 𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣

❛ I WON'T DENY I'VE GOT IN MY MIND NOW ALL THE THINGS I WOULD DO SO I TRY TO TALK REFINED FOR FEAR THAT YOU FIND OUT HOW I'M IMAGININ' YOU ❜ ❝you will never have to beg for anything from me❞ [ A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE || MAEKAR TARGARYEN X OC || AT LEAST SIX PARTS || © mags-writes ]

Malya Stark of Winterfell never meant to stay in the south. Sent to the Stormlands to strengthen northern alliances, she expected rain, dull feasts, and far too many southern courtesies. What she did not expect was Lyonel Baratheon-loud, stubborn, and just as impossible as the storms that batter his castle. As tourneys rise and rivalries spark across the Seven Kingdoms, whispers of ambition, honor, and rebellion swirl around the great lords of Westeros. And somewhere between thunder and wolf's blood, Malya finds herself swept into a love as fierce and untamed as the lands that shaped them both.

The morning after his return from the stormlands after the defeat and exile of house Blackfyre, and he desperately wants to stay in his bed.