Akotsk Stories

The Butterfly Effect: a situation in which an action or person that does not seem important has a very large effect on future events. Or A situation in which Eveline Jane Watson falls head‑first into a fictional world and, by simply existing, manages to derail events that were supposed to remain fixed in time, dragging chaos, inconvenience, and several migraines into the life of Prince Maekar Targaryen, a man who prefers his world orderly, predictable, and entirely free of strange women who refuse to behave.

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

In a realm where dragons are long dead and only their bones remember what once was, Prince Aerion Targaryen has grown too bright for his own good. Sharp-tongued, unbending and restless beneath the weight of a fading dynasty, Aerion has learned to wield cruelty the way other men wield steel. Court fears him. His father restrains him. The realm waits for him to either rise.. or ruin himself. Far from the gilded halls of King's Landing, House Gartimor of the Wolfswood guards older blood and older rumors. They are called beasts in silk-lined courts, whispered of as skinchangers and savages. Their daughter, Mineria, was raised not for embroidery but for endurance. She knows the bite of cold and the feel of a sword hilt in her palm. Between frost and flame, beneath watchful skulls and colder stars, two stubborn natures are forced into proximity neither sought and neither can easily escape. And when politics binds dragon to wolf, it is meant to be alliance.. It becomes something far more dangerous. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Art/moodbars etc for this story, here; Instagram: @coconcussion

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.

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

IN WHICH BAELOR TARGARYEN IS REUNITED WITH AN OLD FRIEND. ( 31.03.26 ) ( baelor targaryen )

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

ــــــــ 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝐼𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑- 𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡. ﮩ status ــــــــــﮩ٨ـ ongoing ﮩ

"Goodbye papa, please prey for me" - Seasons In The Sun - 2023 Remaster Vaella Targaryen was a delicate, melancholy beauty, whispered about in ballads and spoken of reverently by her own parents. She moved like silk through the world-soft, luminous, untouchable. And yet Aerion Brightflame had decided she was something to be torn apart, piece by piece, with teeth and claws.

Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

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Baelor Targaryen x oc fanfiction In the shadow of duty, Maria Tyrell and Prince Baelor Targaryen find in one another the one thing neither was meant to have: freedom. Between courtly duty, family expectation, and the aching need to be truly seen, their bond becomes both their greatest comfort and their deepest wound. *Story begins roughly around 199 AC (10 years before the Ashford tourney) *The story is loosly based on G.R.R Martin's characters and world as well as AKOTSK series. If you're looking for accuracy with the source material etc. I'm afraid you won't find it unfortunatelly. Still, I hope you enjoy xo

In a realm bound by duty, legacy, and the weight of crowns, some stories begin not with war or ambition-but with something far quieter. Before he was known as Baelor Breakspear, heir to the Iron Throne and the realm's most beloved prince, he was simply a boy with mismatched eyes, carrying the expectations of a kingdom he did not yet understand. Before she became a lady whispered of in courts and songs, Denyse Hightower was a dreamer-gentle, golden, and full of stories about knights, love, and the kind of devotion that could outlast time itself. Their first meeting was nothing more than a fleeting childhood moment within the vast halls of the Red Keep-a fall, a hand extended, laughter shared beneath the sun. But from that single, innocent beginning, something deeper took root. As the years pass, the world around them grows harsher. Loyalties are tested, wars threaten to rise, and the burdens of birthright begin to close in. Baelor is shaped into a prince the realm demands, while Denyse must navigate a life where love is often a luxury denied to women of noble blood. Yet through distance, duty, and the unyielding pull of fate, one question lingers- Can a love born in innocence survive in a world ruled by power? Or will it become just another story, lost to time like so many before it?

In the frozen North, Juelle Frostmere has always found solace in the freedom her noble birth allows her - hunting, sparring, and the quiet companionship of Cregan, her father's only bastard son and lifelong friend. But when Aerion Targaryen, heir to the dragon blood, arrives at her name day, everything she knows about loyalty, love, and power is challenged. In a world where fire meets ice, can hearts endure the flames? This is a fanfiction set in the world of Westeros, featuring completely fictional houses and characters created for this story. Any resemblance to established lore is coincidental.

A woman out of time, with no name worth keeping and no place in the world she woke into. In the uneasy quiet after rebellion, Ellie survives in Summerhall by making herself small, useful, and forgettable - until the wrong man begins to notice the pattern where nothing should exist.

My OC fanfic from series A Knight of The Seven Kindom The only daughter of Prince Baelor Breakspear and Lady Jena Dondarrion. Born without the Targaryen or Velaryon physique of her father and brothers, she was the most beloved, pampered, and beloved daughter of her father. Her hedonistic style was clearly visible, with dresses adorned with pure gold, emeralds, and amethysts being her favorite colors. Her intelligence was recognized even by her grandfather, Daeron II, the king of Westeros. Her life seemed to be the dream of the princes and princesses of her father's brothers, her uncles' children. Because she was a princess, she had no important duties assigned to her by the king or her father. She was very free and loved doing things her older brothers couldn't. But that didn't last long, as her father arranged her marriage. She never knew the meaning of love; all she knew was freedom... Who is Vaerra?

⤷ ゛ 𝓓ó𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓮𝓵 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓸 𝓭𝓮 𝓾𝓷𝓪 𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓪𝓷𝔃𝓪, 𝓼𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓮 𝓮𝓷 𝓾𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓸...ִֶָ. ࣪ ִֶָ་༘࿐

A story of happiness and great tragedy. The heir to the iron throne came back and will try to do anything to find justice. But things changed very quickly and her story took a different turn. ............................................. Valarr Targaryen x OC story (but there can be some little romances throughout the story) English is not my first language so i apologise if there're any mistakes!

Princess Elaena Targaryen has always been too gentle for court - too kind, too soft, too willing to love even those beneath her station. When her brother's cruelty pushes her and young Aegon to flee, she trades silk for dust and crowns for anonymity, calling herself Ella among the smallfolk. On the road, she meets a hedge knight with a gentle heart and towering height, and for the first time, Elaena learns what it means to be seen not as a princess - but as a girl. But secrets are fragile things, and dragons are not meant to remain hidden forever.

IN WHICH THE DAUGHTER OF A PENTOSHI NOBLE AND THE DAUGHTER OF RHAEGEL TARGARYEN ATTENDS ASHFORD MEADOW TOURNEY. ( 23.03.26 ) ( valarr targaryen )