Daenerys Targaryen unwillingly becomes a player in the Game of Thrones following the death of her uncle, King Viserys I. It's a game of war between the Greens and Blacks, pitting Targaryen against Targaryen, cousin against cousin until there is one winner left. May the strongest Targaryen live.
The year was 111AC, all watched as Prince Daemon strolled into the Red Keep's throne room with a crown of bones upon his head, declaring him as the King of the Narrow Sea and within his arms was a girl child around three years old, wearing a dress of brown and bronze; wrapped in Daemon's Dragon scaled cloak.
Daemon bend his knee, offering his crown up to his brother, Viserys I and proclaimed that he was the true King.
Daemon introduced his daughter, Lady Daenerys Targaryen, the heir to Runestone.
Everyone present, including the Hightowers was surprised that Daemon consummated the marriage between himself and Lady Rhea Royce since Daemon had asked Viserys to grant him an annulment to the union but failed.
Daenerys stayed with her father in the Red Keep for a few months, until he was exiled at Queen Alicent's request, and she was to return to her mother at Runestone.
In 114AC The suspicious death of Lady Rhea Royce came suddenly, those who knew Rhea knew that she was an experienced hunter and more experienced rider. Though her death was overshadowed by the marriage between Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Ser Laenor Velaryon, this was also the time that Lady Daenerys and Prince Daemon reunited after years of separation.
To Daenerys dismay and Daemon's annoyance, she was not given a dragon's egg and this soon would be something everyone would regret as the dragon Daenerys claimed would become the Green's downfall.
Daemon soon married Lady Laena Velaryon in 115AC, and the woman welcomed Daenerys with open arms, knowing that she will never replace the girl's mother. The three of them toured Old Valyria together, Daenerys sharing the saddle with Daemon on Caraxes or with Laena on Vhagar.
During 116AC into their happy union, Laena birthed twin girls, Baela and Rhaena. It was obvious to many that the love Daemon held for Baela and Rhaena was not the same level of love he held for his firstborn.
When the twins were a few months older than a year, the five of them flew on Dragonback to Driftmark in 117AC, Princess Rhaenyra and her sons were sometimes there but they mainly lived at Dragonstone with Rhaenyra's husband, Laenor Velaryon.
Often enough the family would fly together, enjoying the freedom that came when flying their claimed dragons, though Rhaena and Daenerys were forced to watch from the cliffside since Daenerys had no egg and Rhaena's egg had yet to hatch.
It was on the thirty-first sunset of the fifth month in 118AC when the Targaryens of Dragonstone were met with a remarkable sight, the skies turned black as the supposed deceased dragon known as Balerion soared across the sky, his thunderous roars sending shivers down all that were present backs.
Balerion hadn't been seen since Viserys I had been named heir to the Iron Throne, all of Westeros thought he had died when King Jacaerys had, but here he was... Soaring through the skies with the bravest six-year-old, Daemon had ever seen.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.