Hillary Kelly

The king is dead! Long live the king! … If the Hightowers can find Aegon and pull off this coup.

The Targaryen and Velaryon families are not the kind of kinfolk whose problems can be solved over the dinner table.

The various dispersed Targaryens descend on Driftmark, and bring with them their genetically endowed abilities to be uniquely awful.

Like it was for the Starks in early Game of Thrones episodes, the stakes for child’s play are high for these little Targaryens.

A pack of new menaces has arrived just in time to broaden the show’s reach.

Viserys may swear to Rhaenyra, “On your mother’s memory, you will not be supplanted,” but Daemon is still out there, waiting in the wings.

Viserys actually makes pretty good decisions for a Targaryen king, which leads to boring ol’ stable politics. Luckily, there’s a dragon face-off.

A Targaryen-centric prequel begins in typical Game of Thrones fashion: well-acted, violent, revolting, CGI’d to the max, and more than a little horny.

This year, the honor given to authors for their debut works goes to four novels and a short-story collection.

This pandemic story’s winter 2021 debut seems almost perfectly wrongly timed, but that’s precisely what makes it so perversely satisfying.