rhaenyra and daemon targaryen fanfiction

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself in the world of Game of Thrones as the second son of House Targaryen, the brother of the Mother of Dragons, Viserys! I found that the timing of this transmigration was a bit too bad. At this time, the Targaryen dynasty had already fallen, the guards who protected me and my sister had already died, there was no rice in the house, and there were people outside collecting debts. And I, after selling my mother's crown, became a Beggar King. Putting aside the matter of restoring the kingdom, I have to pay back my debt first. *This is a Translation* Name: 权游龙二哥 Author: 浴前带膘侍卫 Transliteration: Quan Youlong's Second Brother Author: Fat Guard Before Bath Raw:xiaoshuo.qq.com/detail/1049152280 Keep in mind that in the only available raws I found, there are only 100 public chapters, the rest are behind a paywall. I got more chapters by paying for coins or by acquiring them in the Chinese app.

A guy reincarnates, but just when he's getting his life together, he gets summoned to another world. Watch as he navigates the treacherous waters of the Cardinal World and makes some friends along the way. Harem Multicross This is a cross post of a fic I have on another site. Thanks for reading! Support me or read ahead on: https://[email protected]/theogbasilisk My discord: https://discord.gg/VxR5Gn72Fp

What will happen when a human is reincarnated in the body of Aemon Targaryen, son of Daemon Targaryen, Prince Rogue? If you're curious to find out, you've come to the right place.

Aerion, son of Rhaegar Targaryen, was living the life of a beggar until he changed his destiny. He became a pirate. After raiding countless merchant galleys, King Robert had enough. He summoned the royal navy. Hearing this news Aerion gathered a large fleet of pirates. In the end, The Dragon came out victorious. Unfortunately, a great storm struck Aerion's navy months later. The storm sent him to a new world, Blue Pole Star, where his life changed forever.

Author: VFSNAKE Site: Fanfiction.net -------------------------------------- Jon has had enough of the abuse from Lady Stark for being a bastard. She puts him down. Treats him like he is lower than dirt. So he leave Winterfell in the dead of night and finds a cave. A cave with a Sith Holocron inside of it. One that belongs to Count Dooku. Through his guidance, Jon will discover his truth self, his destiny, and claim the Iron Throne... through fire and blood. --------------------------------------

At the end of Robert's Rebellion, Rhaegar comes out victorious. A secret son hidden as a bastard sees himself as more than that; he goes out to make himself known to The World.

I don't own Game of Thrones or any rights over books, characters, or intellectual properties. I'm just a fanfiction writer. If you want to read ahead, you know what to do. ~~~Synopsis~~~ The Story of Raenon Targaryen. Daenerys Targaryen's twin brother. Separated in 284 AC after birth. It was deemed safest to separate some of the children of Aerys II. So Viserys and Daenerys Targaryen went east to Essos, and Raenon Targaryen was sent to The Shadow Lands west of Westeros. On the other side of the world from his remaining family. This is where the story of Raenon Targaryen begins. At the young age of 12, Raenon Targaryen begins to chase power in magic, blood, and fire.

To cope with the fierce competition between the various Cosmoses, the top-tier gods of the prime Cosmos to which Blue Star belongs, inspired from an unknown source, organized a Lord Competition that spans the entire Cosmos. With the spirituality of intelligent lifeforms as the core, supplemented by the power of a world, they are cast into the chaos outside the Cosmos. The power of chaos is transformed into a sanctuary, and the intelligent lifeforms become the masters of these small worlds, known as Lords. Then, using the connection between the intelligent lifeforms and the prime world as a guide, these newly created small worlds are drawn into the prime Cosmos. Then, through the competition, powerful Lords are selected. The eliminated Lords will have the connection to their territories severed and will be sent back to their original worlds. A portion of their territories will be given as rewards to the powerful Lords, while another portion is absorbed by the prime Cosmos, taken by the gods, or becomes a new planet in the Cosmos. The competition will continue until the participating Lords become gods, only then will they be able to leave the competition. An unknown amount of time has passed, and another competition is about to begin. Lin Yu, with his god-tier talent, drew a World Tree Seed from the novice benefits, creating a World Tree Territory and bringing new changes to this Cosmos.

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!