𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐬 𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 (𝐎𝐜)

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.

mouth of the wolf eyes of the lamb 𝕭ad 𝕯esires. house of the dragon season one to TBD aegon ii targaryen fem!oc tatteredove © 2026

It was cold and dark. Visenya's eyes could only just about see Aerion stood immediately before her as the light ignited by the flames around them danced around his face. He stared towards her, like he was trying to do nothing but figure her out. "Please" she spoke, her voice coming out as more of a whisper, "believe me" she added. Her eyes were pleading, her heart rate beating at a quick pace. His eyes flicked between her own, he took a step closer and backed her into the bed's wooden pillar making her breath hitch. Then, he shook his head as his face grew inches from her own. "No." // After a troubled start to childhood a young Visenya is shipped away to Dorne to be raised away from the spotlight with a promise to return when she is fit for marriage. Now, a much more mature Visenya must make her way home. Her homecoming leads her straight to the tourney at Ashford Meadows, where the realm's most eligible knights gather to compete for glory. But among the shining armour rides the very man tied to the shadows of her childhood, the one person she has tried to forget leading to a fatal attraction and desire that no matter how much she refuses it. Will she be able to resist and find a suitor? Or will she let her whole reputation come crashing down?

All the sudden she was all he dreamed off, never a night but always a dream. Will Daeron Targaryen finally pull himself away from his own demons and accept love or lose himself?

" try not to hold on to what is gone i try to do right, what is wrong? i try to keep on keepin' on " Jeyne Hightower had always wanted to be a septa. To serve the Seven to the best of her abilities. She had begged and cried and clawed all her life for it. But to House Hightower, what she wanted was of little consequence. The game of thrones cared little for the desires of high born girls. When her grandsire sends her to King's Landing to attend the wedding of Prince Valarr, Jeyne catches the eyes of many. Many who wish to use her, who wanted her to tame a drunk dragon. daeron targaryen X oc a knight of the seven kingdoms fanfiction

'𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑾𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? [ 𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 ] [ 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ]

She was a young lady that was loved by everyone He was a drunk king that was hated by everyone But apparently they were match made in haven Their marriage was nothing more than a political arrangement, a union sealed by the demands of the crown, not the desires of the heart. To Aegon II, Alessandra was meant to be nothing more than a silent, dutiful young wife, a figure to stand at his side and little else. But from the moment she entered his life, she defied every expectation. With quiet strength and unwavering grace, she challenged him in ways no one dared. She became his greatest passion, the steady flame that tempered his recklessness and silenced the whispers that called him unfit to rule. Under her influence, the king the realm once scorned became a sovereign worth following, not because of his crown, but because of the woman who stood beside it. Yet the gods weave strange and dangerous threads. Alessandra's kindness, her beauty, and the warmth she offered so freely would ripple far beyond the man she vowed to love. And in the shadowed halls of the Red Keep, even a queen's light can cast shadows long enough to lead other hearts into darkness... Aegon II Targaryen X Alessandra (OC) *all the credits except for my oc's go to George R. R. Martin and Ryan Condal

"The only thing that could tear down the house of the dragon was itself." Long ago, the Old King Jaehaerys I Targaryen held a council where all of the great lords of the Seven Kingdoms were summoned. There, they would choose which one will inherit the Iron Throne: the Princess Rhaenys, daughter of Prince Aemon and Lady Jocelyn Baratheon, or Prince Viserys, son of Prince Baelon and his sister-wife, Princess Alyssa. Through a vote the realm decided Viserys would be named Prince of Dragonstone. No woman would sit on the Iron Throne. Yet, the now King Viserys I Targaryen appointed his daughter, Rhaenyra Targaryen as his heir. The Seven Kingdoms had already rejected a woman, they would do it again. When the King remarried, his wife gave him a son, his council advised him to name him heir but he never did. The King didn't know then he would lead his realm to a war remembered as the Dance of Dragons.

Daenora, though a Velaryon in name, was born from seeds so tainted that even the blood of the dragon could not fully cleanse them. Used as a tool to mend together the divided House of the Dragon, Daenora finds herself torn between loyalties, waging a war of fire and blood, while the pile of lies that is her life begins to collapse. [ 𝙖𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙤𝙘 ]