Rhaenyra Stories

Sent back to the years before the Dance of the Dragons, Rhaenyra carries memories of betrayal, dragonfire, and the slow extinction of her family's greatest power. She knows who will rise against her. She knows how the war ends. But fate is not so easily undone and the gods are expecting a lot. To save her claim and the last dragons of House Targaryen, Rhaenyra must decide. Will she outmanoeuvre destiny... or end up making things worse.

Rhaenyra Targaryen has held her Hightower siblings at a distance, but seeing her brother Aegon distraught causes her concern. When she is made aware of how poorly her siblings are treated by their mother, Rhaenyra is reminded what it means to be a dragon.

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 )

A universe where Rhaenyra and Alicent got married and lived happily ever after ⚠️⚠️ can have 18+ but idk, in this universe at least 30% of women are alpha (Rhaenyra is one of them), violet language, alcoholic beverages, 32% of men are omega (Otto is one of them)⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ (This history is from my crazy head)

Aemond Targaryen fanfic

~In which Amelia stark is forced Into an arranged marriage with The one eye prince of house Targaryen ______________________ "Aemond, I don't expect us to get along or confess our love for one another but I expected to be treated with respect and with decency. All I hear around this godforsaken castle is how you flout your whore around," Amelia said while folding her arms over her chest and turning around to face the big window "Oh really, you wanna go there, okay how about we talk your guard, huh, and how you and sir James are very close, almost like lovers," Aemond said with venom in his voice, stepping closer to Amelia to where she can feel his breath in her ear "This has nothing to do with me and sir James, I'm not the one that's having sex so loud to the point where it can wake the dead-," Amelia said turning around but stopping when she noticed that he was standing too close to her. "It almost sounds like you are jealous princess," Aemond said grabbing her waist and pulling her closer. "I am not jealous of that whore, and what about you, from the way you said, sir James' name, it sounds like you want to kill him," Amelia said while trying to pull away from aemond iron grip. "Oh but I'm jealous, princess because you are mine, and nobody takes what's mine," he said while tightening his grip. _____________________________ Aemond Targaryen x OC House of the dragon ~Takes place two years after the war~ A lot of things will be different

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

Big updates to Chapters 1-5 - scenes have been expanded with fuller atmosphere, body language, and internal monologue, and Chapter 5 now includes a moment where the lords of Dragonstone realize Daenerys didn't just bring an army... she brought a nation. Daenerys Targaryen dies in Jon Snow's arms-but wakes again on her flagship, sailing toward the conquest she never finished. A fog rolls in. A new Dragonstone appears. And a world of long-dead Targaryens stares at her across the water. Rhaenyra sees a conqueror. Daemon sees a threat. The dragons see...something older. Daenerys carries her scar, her memories, and the fire that refused to let her go. And the Dance of the Dragons will never be the same again. Daenerys x male oc

"𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉." Born as the second son in the line of the Storm Lords, Orryn Baratheon never wished to be swept in the royal family's chaos. He heard the whispers, observed the kingdom's decay, and watched devotion sour into fear and bitter resentment. Yet when a wildfire in the shape of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen crosses his path, he finds himself caught in a tempest of feelings, politics, and the relentless will to survive. What can a lone stag do among dragons-except become a storm that cannot be tamed? ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ Rhaenyra Targaryen x Oc House of the Dragon

Seventeen, golden-haired and promised to a future king. Celia Lannister faces a destiny she never chose. She must learn to navigate court life, win the favor of her betrothed, Baelor Targaryen, and uphold the legacy of his late wife ... or risk being forever in her shadow.

Rhaenyra's eldest child - Visenya, and Alicent Hightower's second son - Aemond, has been friends since forever. One followed the other like a shadow. Will the time change them? Will they be Targaryen's greatest way to achieve peace or their greatest destruction?

"Daemon and Maeka share the blood of the dragon. They are chaotic. And restless." - King Viserys Targaryen, First of his name --------------------------------------------------------------------- #81 in #GOT

𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯. 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯, I͟N͟ W͟H͟I͟C͟H͟ 𝐷𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑒 ... O͟R͟ 𝐷𝑎𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦, 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 (i don't own the house of the dragon or it's characters, i make my own plot, and i also my ocs and their plot. Thanks for reading this ♥︎) Daemon x fem!oc Rhaenyra x male!oc Male!oc x fem!oc Aemond x fem!oc

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.

"From my blood comes the prince that was promised, and his will be the song of Ice and Fire." In a world where the house of the dragon doesn't break because the throne. In a world where the gods bless or curse the house of the dragon with a girl who will not break. Even with Ice and Fire.

Lady Sienna Hightower. Youngest daughter to Otto Hightower is forced into a marriage with King Viserys Targaryen. But little dose everyone know it's his daughter and brother, Prince Daemon and Princess Rhaenyra that she truely wants. 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭.

Fire and blood" are no longer mere words: they have become a burden. ​Westeros is torn asunder. As the war between the Blacks and the Greens threatens to consume the Seven Kingdoms, Lucerys Velaryon finds himself cast far from the sea spray of his childhood. Can he-the prince once called fragile-achieve the impossible? ​Between forbidden alliances and dragonfire, the fate of the realm no longer rests upon a throne, but on the shoulders of a prince who was not born for war. ​Follow the epic journey of Lucerys Velaryon; a story of tragedy or heroism? Only time will tell...

Before the Doom of Valyria had even occurred, the young Lord of Freehold Vaelor Valyner had heeded a warning of Daenys the Dreamer. Vaelor took action to move his household and himself away from Valyria. The group didn't follow Targaryens, Velaryons, and Celtigars. Vaelor had moved to the West, which was Westeros and wasn't even united yet. He had used the magic to create a land for himself and his people. As years went by, House Valyner line had ended with the death of his son, Vaelion, but his daughter, Vaemina, had married a hedge knight, thus establishing House Torrwood. The Torrwoods became a minor house but were forgotten. What had happened to Edmund's decision to support the Blacks, and how did he push the Peakes out of Driftwood lands? Why did Thaumund Torrwood not support Blackfyres during the first rebellion? And what really happened during the Torrwood succession crisis? And where is House Torrwood in the main storyline?

Omegas are rare in Westeros. After many centuries, an omega girl is born in the house of Baratheon. Your father decides to marry you off to the most enviable alpha of the seven kingdoms, the princess, heir to the Iron throne, Rhaenyra Targaryen.

Rhaenyra II Targaryen Will she take back the Iron Throne or die in the Game of Thrones twin to Viserys Targaryen Undercover in Kings Landing as survant she can color her hair but she can't cover her violet eyes luckily she has ally's in Kings Landing and in the North