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Option 2 : Game of Thrones: The Lustful Plunderer System Option 3: Execution Day: I Awakened the Slaughter System in Westeros ⚔️ Ruthless Protagonist: A pragmatist who kills without hesitation. No mercy for enemies. 🩸 Solo Leveling Vibe: Kill enemies -> Plunder Stats & Skills -> Become a God. 🐉 Dragon Rider: Master of "Winter," a unique three-headed dragon. 🔥 Harem: Unapologetic ambition Plot Omniscient: Using knowledge of the future to manipulate major events and destroy enemies like Littlefinger and the Lannisters.

Long before Aegon's Conquest, it was said that Daenys the dreamer foresaw the doom of Valyria and said to her kin. Her dream saved the blood of Valyria which still runs in the veins of Targaryens and Velaryons. Daenys Targaryen informed of her vision to her husband Vaeryn Kaelthar, who was the first to trust the words of his beloved wife, and convinced the Kaelthars and Targaryens to move out of Valyria. What follows is the story of the Houses of Dragons. The Targaryens and Kaelthars. It is known by all that Targaryens are closer to God than Men but Kaelthars are believed to be the descendants of God with their ability to tame the wild dragons. This is the journey of two mighty Valyrian houses. The Targaryens maybe fire and blood but The Kaelthars are steel and flame. It was said that Aegon married Visenya out of Duty and Rhaenys out of love, but he did marry one more... Valyria, out of a promise... Book 1 of For The Crown Trilogy House Kaelthar and their members and few other OC Targaryens are my own the rest belongs to the respective owners.

Willa Frey's beauty has been heard of throughout all the Seven Kingdoms. Everyone wants her, especially Prince Joffrey. The problem? She is in love with Winterfell and it's heir. [ROBB STARK X OC] [SEASON ONE - ?] [AU] [COMPLETED]

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

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.

Maely Targaryen was a woman born of dangerous blood, her lineage tracing back to Maegor the Cruel, a name still spoken in hushed tones at court. Even King Viserys, ever gentle and eager for peace, could not wholly dismiss those fears. It was when Daemon began to grow close to Maely that the court truly stirred. Whispers followed them through the halls of the Red Keep, and every shared glance, every private word, was weighed for meaning. The court understood what Viserys feared to admit, Daemon and Maely did nothing without purpose.

𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗙𝗬𝗥𝗘 In the aftermath of the Blackfyre Rebellion, Alysanne Blackfyre is brought to court as King Daeron II's ward, a living reminder of her family's defeat. Betrothed to Prince Aerion Targaryen, she becomes both hostage and bride-meant to keep the Blackfyres loyal, and powerless. ©𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘴

❝Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss a coin and the world holds its breath.❞ - A Targaryen (madness) and a Stark, (greatness) a match made in anything but heaven, said by the very gods above themselves or so the people whisper. -

Alerie Ashford has no intention of marrying a prince-especially not a Targaryen, she learned young that power protects cruelty. But when Aerion arrives at her father's tourney with ghosts in his eyes and fire in his blood, their reluctant attraction threatens to unravel carefully kept secrets. In a realm ruled by legacy and flame. Their paths cross beneath dragon banners and political lies, desire ignites where it should not-and in Westeros, in the wake of flames, there is always a price to pay.

ᴀᴇᴛʜᴇʟꜱᴛᴀɴ x ɴᴀᴇʀʏꜱ ⚔️🏰In a world torn by war, she stands beside the warrior who cannot speak his heart. When love burns quietly beneath armor and duty, what will break first - their silence or the sword? ⚠️ This story is written in Russian. You are welcome to use the built-in translator or copy-paste into Google Translate - the story is rich with slow burn, glances, longing, and emotional tension.

Discover the wild imaginations by the author exploring the what ifs of the show Game of Thrones. Enjoy!

𝐍𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧. 𝔑𝔇 | Two worlds divided by enmity. He and she stand on opposite sides of the war, yet a flame ignites between them-one that cannot be extinguished. A love that seems impossible, but defies every boundary. The chapters are short. You can translate the ff into English [Daeron Targaryen & Naerys Velaryon]

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.

snow touching stars is a rare thing. a jon snow fanfiction| game of thrones A Targaryen and a Vela were always meant to be together. But when that Targaryen is actually a descendant to the first conqueror of that Vela's homeland, it makes it harder. When the last Targaryen and the last Vela met, the gods were dead set on them being together, as they always wanted. Only the gods know how things will truly end. finished: september 20th 2019 1st in #got october 27th 2019 1st in #housestark october 29th 2019 2nd in #jonsnow november 3rd 2019

He was made of clay and iron; She was made of fire and dreams. a knight of the seven kingdoms aphroditelure, 2026

❝ hard odds to beat when you're on all fours good men die too, so I'd rather be with you ❞ MEET MY OC'S WITH OR WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!! ©️ B6LENCIAGA

The embers of the world seemed always to reach for the heavens, yearning to burn side by side with the stars that guarded the skies. Fire believed it could claim them. It would ultimately realise that stars are nothing like it. Stars are constant, yet distant. Burning for centuries without the need of onlookers. Stars don't fall. They endure. Even as fire dies beneath them. And while fire is drawn upward toward the stars; the stars are bound by a gravity of their own, ever turning toward the moon. //Daemon Targaryen x OC //OC x OC

"i kissed the scars on her skin..." ────────────── ╭━𖤘 JACAERYS THOUGHT HIS WORLD ended when eudora died, but now he has to live with that fact all over and over again. the clock is ticking. he's spent a good four years away from everything with his wife, living in a small cabin in the woods where no one knew of him and the torture he had to live through. but when his mother sends a raven that threatens his peace, jace realized that the world he and eudora stark now lived in would just be another memory. ────────────── A JACAERYS VELARYON FAN-FICTION ⌒꒷꒦ sequel to king for a day jace velaryon x fem! stark oc | romance , angst , drama

I caressed my belly tenderly as the screams of my stepmother echoed through the halls of the Red Keep. My mother's ladies fluttered around me in concern. They worried for me. Why would they not? After all, my muña had suffered greatly under the weight of pregnancy and had died in childbirth. No. Not died. Murdered. My father had allowed those grey rats to cut her open for a boy who died overnight. Rage fills me every time I remember that my muña died butchered like an animal. I will never forgive him. Nor will I ever forgive Alicent. That whore slipped under my father's sheets while my muña's ashes were still warm. She goes around acting all pious and haughty, even going as far as to scold me for my unladylike behavior. But whoring herself to the King is acceptable? Alicent is but the daughter of a second son, from a minor house at that. She was my maid, the one who dressed me and cleaned my privy. There is no way in the Fourteen Hells that I will bow to her. Much less call her queen.

Cassandra lannister is the first oldest daughter but second born child of cersei and Jaime lannister who ends up falling for Sandor clegane (the hound)