King Brandon the Shipwright sailed across the Sunset Sea, but never returned, his tomb in the crypts of Winterfell remaining empty. He made landfall on what would become the Sunset Islands and now generations later the youngest son of Brandon VII Stark attempts a return to Westeros. Winter is Coming.

La corona se sentía pesada y fría sobre su cabeza. Jon estaba equivocado, ella no deseaba ser una reina, solo deseaba aquello que ya nunca tendría de nuevo. One Shot. Terminado.

Mujeres. Todas ella eran raras, su hermana la más, era como un animal salvaje. Una niña inusual. One Shot. Terminado.

El ingenioso enano se las había arreglado para hacer que la trampa de Cersei a él y a la joven del norte pasara de ser una dulce victoria a una amarga, amarga batalla, cada vaso de vino que bebía su hermana se iba convirtiendo en hiel. One Shot. Terminado.

Cersei le proponía un juego que en cierto modo le parecía entretenido, ser Rey cada día era más tedioso, de cuando en cuando, cualquier novedad era bienvenida. One Shot. Terminado.

Lyanna no pensaba soportar las ofensas de su tonto, muy tonto hermano mayor.

Suya es la canción de hielo y fuego.

... era más difícil de lo que creía... pero Dany no lo cambiaría por nada del mundo.

Sansa's fate was sealed. She was no longer a Stark of Winterfell. She was now Lady Lannister, the wife of the Great Lion of Casterly Rock and the Hand of the King. Or how Ty and Sansa navigate married life and juggle the mess of their responsibilities, nosy courtiers, and various family members without running for Essos. A soulmates AU featuring fluff, humor, and drama.

Continuing the story of "A Song of Guns, Germs and Steel" as medieval Westeros continues to grapple with the revelation of the modern world.

A Dacey Mormont One-Shot POV of the Battle of Whispering Wood.

Quentyn is sent back after his death in Meereen...but someone else inhabits his body. Two years before the events of AGOT, the new Quentyn Martell will have to navigate the treacherous landscape of Dornish politics and push himself forwards if he's to avoid the same fate he did in Meereen, and make the sun rise over Westeros.

Jon Snow's destiny garners the attention of great powers. Kings and villains are just the tip, but as the blade bites deeper, so do the gods. If he can't make his way through the world, then a reign of shadows threaten to consume his soul.

In a world where mistakes mean death, a man from our world must bear the weight of a crown.

Westeros narrated through three girls eyes. Three girls very different from each other will they be able to survive in these time of war. Follow Antea Stark, daughter of Lord Eddard and Lady Catelyn Stark warden of the North, Cassandra Baratheon eldest daughter of King Robert Baratheon and his Queen Cercei Lannister and Cyel Sand a lady of Dorne who lives in the cold North.

"... But mountains run dry, winter yields to spring, and the rose blooms once more..." A golden rose growing strong is never meant to survive winter, but with a goldenhand to tend its gardens, the reach of the thorns is far and strong. (Crossposted on AH under a different name, I am the original author) Male!SI Self-Insert as Willas Tyrell, the crippled Heir to Highgarden

A second Stark sister, cold and sharp, betrothed to Roose Bolton but a hostage of Aerys' in the rebellion. A second Lannister sister, her father's favourite but sweet and naive, as different from her family as can be. Both are disgraced by birthing a bastard before marriage, one with a lion's green eyes, the other with jet black hair. The effects of these new players on Westeros.

"If you have proposals to make, make them," Stannis said brusquely, "or I will be gone." "Very well," said Renly. "I propose that you dismount, bend your knee, and swear me your allegiance." Inexplicably, Stannis decides on a particular course of action.

"... Your sister would never have shamed me like that." "You never knew Lyanna as I did, Robert," Ned told him. "You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath. She would have told you that you have no business in the melee." Inexplicably, Lyanna has opportunity to tell Robert exactly that.

Cersei, Jaime, and Tyrion have an older brother who knows something. Lannister centric fic! (OC Lannister Self-Insert)

Arya Stark, former assassin-in-training and current exile from a mysterious order, nurses a broken heart and some serious grudges as she makes her way across Westeros, seeking revenge on those who have hurt her. Will she find peace in a land at war, or will mysterious forces succeed in shaping her destiny, and with it, the destiny of Westeros? Part 2 of The Assassins Trilogy

All songs have a pattern. Sometimes it is writ in stone, sometimes it is fluid as the waves. A spell left by the seastar changed the melody of this song. But oft with change come great and grave consequences. Will a raven, a stag and three dragons be enough to pay the price of magic? — Bloodraven has another pawn for meddling: Robert Baratheon, the Demon of the Trident.

And Cersei began to cry. Tyrion Lannister could not have been more astonished if Aegon the Conqueror himself had burst into the room, riding on a dragon and juggling lemon pies.

His father's mouth grew hard. "Your brother's birthright?" "… I want you to stand up before the realm and proclaim that I am your son and your lawful heir." Inexplicably, Lord Tywin decides on a particular course of action.

The last dragon lives his days in exile beyond the wall yet with the return of the others must undertake a quest to another time in another identity in another body to prevent dragons from dying out in the first place...