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Princess Valora Velaryon, Daughter of Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen and the Late Ser Laenor Velaryon, Heir to the Iron Throne, Rider of Naelys, was known across the realm as a kind, charitable young girl and devoted mother who would one day be their Queen. Until her grandfather died and her mother's throne was usurped, in an effort to gain support for her mother's cause, Valora rode out to Storm's End, where she came face to face with her Uncle Aemond Targaryen. The ensuing fight led to Valora's death. Yet that was not to be the end of her story, as the Princess was reborn as Pallene "Allie" Jackson, Daughter of Poseidon. Now those Valora unwillingly left behind have been brought together to watch her life as Valora and her new life as Pallene. (Watching the Series/Watching the Books)

The north remembers..... cover by arii <3 Game of thrones Season 2 onwards

This is the story of Princess Eiraella Targaryen, a princess of the blood born into the glory and danger of House Targaryen. She is the daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and his beloved queen, Aemma Arryn, and the twin sister of Rhaenyra Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne. While her sister is destined to rule and claim dragons as her birthright, Eiraella walks a different path. In a dynasty defined by fire and blood, she remains dragonless-an unusual fate for a Targaryen princess. Yet what she lacks in flame, she makes up for in intellect, resolve, and quiet strength. Set within the splendor and intrigue of the royal court, her story unfolds in the shadow of the Iron Throne. As the youngest member of the Small Council, Eiraella must navigate the dangerous politics of the Red Keep, where loyalty is fragile and ambition burns hotter than dragonfire. Surrounded by powerful lords, shifting alliances, and the ever-present weight of her family's legacy, she must prove that power does not come only from dragons-but from wisdom, courage, and an unyielding will. This is the tale of a princess without a dragon, striving to find her place in the House of the Dragon. 🔥🐉🔥 So far only Princess Eiraella is my own creation; all other characters and much of the world remain as portrayed in House of the Dragon. The story follows the main plot of the series, though certain events and details have been reimagined to weave her journey seamlessly into the unfolding drama. As this is my first fanfiction-and English is not my first language-there may be mistakes along the way. Still, this story is written with passion and admiration for the world of fire and blood, and I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed creating it. 🔥🐉🔥 A tale of fire and blood set upon parchment, where dragons stir and wolves remember... 🥚Story journey: started 07.02.2025 / ended ?? 🔥

Rhaegar Royce-Targaryen was never supposed to exist. Born in secret at Runestone in the Vale, the only son of Prince Daemon Targaryen and Lady Rhea Royce, he was the product of a single drunken wedding night - a child his father never acknowledged, raised entirely by a mother who was too proud to ask for anything from the man who had abandoned her. Lady Rhea gave him her grey eyes, her bronze stubbornness, and her name before his father's. She gave him Runestone. She gave him everything. When she died, he inherited it all - the castle, the title, the Vale lordship - and ruled it capably at seventeen with her cousin Gerold Royce at his side. He did not think of King's Landing. He did not think of dragons or thrones or the silver-haired family that had never once thought of him. He was, in every way that mattered, a Royce. And then the King's invitation arrived. Highest Rankings: 1# - rhaenyratargaryen 1# - rhaenyra 1# - rhearoyce 1# - housetaragryen

Modern day Westeros. 1000 years after events of house of the dragons and almost 800 years after the events of game of thrones. Westeros is now a modern democracy. What happens if the modern girl, with connections to Old Valyria and first men, is send back in time to prevent the war between the house Targaryen and save her own world from the same doom that destroyed old Valyria. **** Story is more humanistic at the beginning will try to make it more serious in future chapters. Caution. Badly written, bad grammar, English as second language. The OC is a sarcastic little **** All characters, besides my original OC belong to George R.R. Martin

When a mysterious silver-haired girl and her obsidian-scaled dragon wash ashore in the Hidden Cove, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III thinks he's found another soul as lost as his own. But Helaena Targaryen isn't just an outcast; she is a "Dreamer" from a world of iron thrones and ancient bloodlines, cast across the stars into a land of ice and Vikings. While Hiccup struggles to build a future for his wounded Night Fury, Helaena teaches him the terrifying beauty of the dragon-bond-a connection that goes deeper than saddles and stirrups. But the threads of fate are tightening. A monstrous shadow at the heart of the volcano is waking, and Helaena's prophetic riddles warn of a fire that could consume both their worlds. To save Berk, the boy who wouldn't kill a dragon and the princess who talks to the wind must unite their legacies. Together, they will face the Red Death and prove that a Viking's ingenuity and a Dragon-Blood's heart are the only weapons that can truly change the world. BEST RANKINGS: #2 hiccuphaddock #3 hotd #1 toothless #1 alternativeuniverse #1 hiccup HOTD x HTTYD

Septon Barth was the Hand of the Old King, and perhaps the most powerful man in the realm, and it was his death that set into motion a chain of events and tragedies that sowed the seeds for the tragedy that was the Dance of the Dragons. Born as a result of a broken oath and condemned to death because of the machinations of a King, Galen will try to forge a legacy of kindness in an unkind world as he carries the legacy of the man who helped the Old King shape the Seven Kingdoms.

For almost her entire life, Daella Targaryen has lived as Mellara Rivers, the bastard daughter of Arnold Arryn and cupbearer of Lady Jeyne Arryn. First and trueborn daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, Daella had but slight contact with her family to protect her existence from the prying hands of the Queen and her pawns. Now, however, that storm is brewing and her mother has retreated to the safety of Dragonstone, she has bidden her only daughter to return to her. The journey to Dragonstone, however, does not go as planned and soon Daella ends up in the hands of the Hightowers, where she must play the game. ∿ House of the Dragon AU ∿ Aemond Targaryen ∿ Slow/irregular updates ∿ Cover by selyxe

The dragons were dead. The blood of the dragon ran thin. But in the veins of Daena Blackfyre, the fire never went out. An exile with the scent of Eastern Cities on her skin and the shroud of a fallen rebellion in her shadow, Daena has spent a lifetime turning her scars into a suit of armour. Yet, she does not return to Westeros to claim a throne, but to harvest a debt. She is a woman of mystery, whispers and secrecy. A mistress of compacts and blood rites. She is an unseen spider in a world of loud men, a weaver of fates. In a world of loud men, she is the silent architect of ruin, a weaver of fates who knows that the world is merely a web and will is the hand that pulls the strings. And the will of the Gods must be followed. But even a weaver can be ensnared. In Prince Aerion Targaryen, she finds her mirror and her match, a man of wildfire and madness who seeks to own the very shadow that haunts him. He is the entitlement she despises and the fire she craves. Bound first by blood and courtly nearness and later by something far more perilous, their fates coil together like twin strands of smoke. A match that threatens to incinerate both West and East. A flame that will consume the very line of succession. A flame perfect to burn the woods and pave the path for The One to walk. A longggggggg slow-burn with loads of political drama!!!

In "Rhaenyra The Golden" I promised only one-shots and a break from this fandom, but I am a dirty liar. I swear this happens every single time I start writing House of the Dragon fic. I sit down with one clear idea in mind, fully convinced I know where the story is going, and somehow I end up with two. The same thing happened with "The Rogue Prince Come Again" and "HIMYF - Targaryen Edition", so at this point I really should know better than to fight it. So far, we've wandered through Dorne, Driftmark, the Stepstones, the North, and even Yi Ti. And now-whether I like it or not-we're heading into my least favorite region of all: the Riverlands. I have complaints. Many of them. But the story demanded it, and I've learned that arguing rarely works. This fic is me unapologetically playing cupid, rearranging pieces, and indulging a little too hard in character dynamics. Somewhere along the way, I also circled right back to my Sims tendencies, because apparently I cannot help myself when it comes to orchestrating the chaos that is Westeros. As always, thank you for reading, and for sticking with me as this series continues to grow sideways instead of straight ahead.

Aemond Targaryen fanfic

In which the true born daughter of Rhaenrya Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon is nothing but the debt Alicent Hightower intends to collect. Started//12/28/2022- Finished// 3/18/24 Highest Ranking: #1 AemondTargaryen #1 AegonTargaryen (More rankings but these two have been #1 for last two weeks)

Daenera, fille cachée de la reine légitime Rhaenyra Targaryen, infiltre le camp des Verts sous une fausse identité pour faire tomber le pouvoir de l'intérieur. Mais sa mission bascule lorsqu'elle attire l'attention d'Aemond Targaryen, prince régent redouté et dragonnier de Vhagar. Entre espionnage, danger et attraction interdite, elle découvre que le plus grand risque n'est peut-être pas de le trahir... mais de rester à ses côtés.

Duncan drew another breath, forcing himself to continue despite the strain in his voice. "The crown has named me his successor," he said, each word slow and deliberate. "I have been declared Lord Paramount of the Vale." For a heartbeat, my mind went completely blank. Then he spoke again, delivering the final blow with quiet resignation. "And I have been betrothed to Prince Aerion Targaryen." The words hung in the air like thunder before a storm. Shock hit me all at once, sharp enough to steal the breath from my lungs, and my eyes widened as realization dawned. I stared at him in disbelief, trying to make sense of everything he had just said, yet the only response that came bursting out of me was loud enough to shake the hall. "What the FUCK?!"

──𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. .𖥔 ݁ ˖"I'm just half alive in my struggle to survive without 𝙮𝙤𝙪." ──𝖂𝗔𝗬 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘 '✦ ˑ [ 𝘈𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘟 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥! 𝘖𝘊 𝘟 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘴 ] [𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝟏-] [ Slight! LotR crossover ]

The war was lost. The greens had won. Lucerys Velaryon and Baela Targaryen, once proud dragonriders of the blacks, were broken-prisoners of war, stripped of their freedom, their dragons, and their futures. Years passed in silence and pain... until, in the depths of despair, they discovered a forgotten ritual. A ritual that demanded the ultimate sacrifice: their lives. In a final act of defiance, they offered their souls in exchange for time-sending their consciousness back into their younger bodies, far before the Dance of the Dragons began. Armed with the knowledge of what is to come, they are determined to rewrite the fate that once destroyed everything they held dear. But this time, they are not alone. Two mysterious allies walk beside them-strangers to the past, yet bound to Lucerys and Baela by ties forged across time. No one knows their names. No one knows their purpose. But their presence is no coincidence. Together, they are not only fighting to protect their family, but to save the realm itself. For beyond the war for the throne lies a darker truth-one that stretches far beyond dragons and politics. They remember what others do not: the threat of the Night King and the White Walkers, the true enemy rising in the shadows of the far North. This is not just a second chance. This is the last hope of the Seven Kingdoms. But this time, they are not alone.

Nyraexis (Valyrian/Common Tongue) noun - A legendary two-headed white dragon said to have been born from "icefire," a rare fusion of frozen storm magic and dragon flame in ancient Valyrian myth. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He looked to his newborn and grasped her from the wet nurse and brought her to Aemma's arms. Her smile widened, her babe distracting her from the pain. Viserys had tears in his eyes knowing this would be the last time he saw that beautiful smile he loved so much. Her voice broke the tender moment, "Aelyra," She looked towards her husband who nodded and smiled at the name, "My beautiful, darling girl how I love you so." The queen was known was gentle but nothing quite compared to this moment.

in which i introduce you all to my many fictional children, with whom i hold very dear to my heart.

"I am the only one left. I am a fraud. A bastard of the soul with nothing but a name to shield me." Aemma Targaryen has the wrong hair, no dragon, and a father who loves a ghost more than his children. She was raised to be a flower in the court of King Viserys-sweet, silent, and decorative. But when the game of thrones turns her brothers into monsters and her sister into a recluse, Aemma stops trying to be a flower. She realizes that in the Dance of the Dragons, you are either a player or a piece. And she is done being moved. Published: Feb14, 2026 Writer: @rhaecerys #1 in aemond #2 in hightower #2 in aemond x oc

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