Viserys

What if the Spring Prince didn't have just two sons but five. Tap into the story of the five Kings: Viserys, Daemon, Aegon, Aerion, and Daeron Targaryen

mc reincarnated in house of the dragonas viserys third born and got exiled so how will he manage and how will he survive I didn't write about his past his death and the whole re incarnation thing bcuz we all know about truck Kun and I am taking some charectors from other fan fictions I like them and if you have any problem just tell me this is my first time writing so there will be some grammatical mistakes so pls bear with me and English isn't my first language so enjoy this fan fiction if you have any suggestions you can always tell me

"You are not human. How can you believe me? Could it be that you killed my family?" shrieked Armand. "No, I am not. I don't kill humans. Other divisions are in charge of that, but your family's death was not caused by the grim reaper. As far as I know, their schedule hasn't come out yet," Viserys replied. Armand was even dizzier because of Viserys' answer. What is this? Why would he get involved with things like this? "Then how can you help me?" he asked. Viserys smiled. He was glad Armand finally asked. "By turning you into like me," Viserys replied.

We all know how the life of Viserys Targaryen went in GOT. But what if a modern soul takes his place? Embark on the journey of Viserys Targaryen with us . ***I don't own any characters or dialogues of 'A Song of Ice and Fire ' series . This is strictly for entertainment purposes***

Reicarnated in the House od the Dragon Son of Viserys Targaryen and Alicent Hightower Twin brother of Aegon II

Dany had only meant their rooms in Illyrio's estate, no true home surely, though all they had, but her brother did not want to hear that. There was no home there for him. Even the big house with the red door had not been home for him. His fingers dug hard into her arm, demanding an answer. "I don't know . . . "she said at last, her voice breaking. Tears welled in her eyes. "I do," he said sharply. "We go home with an army, sweet sister. With Khal Drogo's army, that is how we go home. And if you must wed him and bed him for that, you will." He smiled at her. "I'd let his whole khalasar f*ck you if need be, sweet sister, all forty thousand men, and their horses too if that was what it took to get my army. Be grateful it is only Drogo. In time you may even learn to like him. Now dry your eyes. Illyrio is bringing him over, and he will not see you crying." Dany turned and saw that it was true. Magister Illyrio, all smiles and bows, was escorting Khal Drogo over to where they stood. She brushed away unfallen tears with the back of her hand. "Smile," Viserys whispered nervously, his hand failing to the hilt of his sword. "And stand up straight. Let him see that you have breasts. Gods know, you have little enough as is." Daenerys smiled, and stood up straight.