cersei daenerys fanfic

Based on George RR Martin's A Song of Ice & Fire series and Fire & Blood, this fan fiction tries to explore the untold stories of Princess Daenerys Targaryen, the daughter of King Aegon IV Targaryen "The Unworthy" & Queen Naerys Targaryen, and sister to King Daeron II Targaryen "The Good". The story covers her life as a Princess of Targaryen dynasty during the later reign of King Aegon IV to the reign of King Daeron II, exploring her romantic tales with the infamous pretender Daemon Blackfyre "The Black Dragon", her fated political wedding to the Prince of Dorne by her brother the King to bring Dorne to the Seven Kingdoms, and her life as a Mother of Sunspear. All credits & copyrights to George RR Martin for the characters and the original stories, and this writer doesn't claim anything of Martin's works as his own, nor this fanfic should be considered semi-canon or canon.

A man needed a nap. So a man found a lemon tree. And a lemon chose to end a man's life.

Daemon Targaryen, the twin brother of Daenerys, possesses extraordinary intellect, powerful magic, and the ability to foresee the future. After faking his death, he flees to the Shadowlands, where he masters ancient sorcery, mind control, and forbidden knowledge. With two mighty dragons at his command, Daemon builds an extensive spy network and manipulates political factions across Westeros and Essos. Through strategic marriages—including to his sister Daenerys and his niece Rhaenys Targaryen—he strengthens his claim and influence. As he prepares for the ultimate conquest of the Iron Throne, Daemon reshapes the fate of the Seven Kingdoms through cunning, magic, and ruthless ambition. Disclaimer : This is a non-profit fanfiction based on "A Song of Ice and Fire" by George R.R. Martin. I do not own the characters or the world. All rights belong to their respective owners.

Do you love Daenerys and want to see her greatness unleashed, then come and worship your queen. We don't accept John Snow fans in here, believe me his fate is worst than what you could have ever imagined.

The night after landing on Dragonstone, Daenerys is forewarned of the dangers lurking in Westeros in a dragon dream. Will her knowledge of the future be enough to sucessfully navigate through the threats and win the Game of Thrones? Cover by SELSNT ______________________ Season 8 did Daenerys dirty and I'm still salty about it 4 years later.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."