Sus amores no fueron como los de las canciones. Fueron amores pueriles, mortíferos, dolorosos. Amores que no se dieron; amores que los destruyeron; amores que los perdieron y que terminaron con todo lo que una vez habían amado.

Modern AU. When Arya takes a summer internship at Tywin Lannister's company, she inadvertently becomes pregnant with his child. What happens afterwards is a story of drama, intrigue, and love. Features Arya/Tywin.

Porque a pesar de que casi nunca es el definitivo, el primer amor es algo tan antiguo y a la vez tan dulce que siempre valdrá la pena recordar. Este fic participa en el Reto #55 "El Primer Amor" del Foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras".

Catelyn Stark feels a little lost in Stannis Baratheon's camp, but maybe she can help this king avenge her son. Maybe he just needs something to hold onto. (Post-Red Wedding AU)

Era la sensación más embriagadora, los sonidos más placenteros. Se sentía poderoso, como un dios: con el poder de la vida y la muerte en sus manos...

Ellos cinco tienen dos cosas en común. Son bastardos y existe algo que les duele: ausencias, amores, verdades, realidades y recuerdos.

No sabes nada, Jon Nieve —le dijo Robb; pero por una vez Jon estaba seguro de algo: allí ya no había lugar para él.

Sansa, Robb, and Jon escape from the powerful Lannister mob family and go on the run with a traveling carnival but soon learn that the past isn't an easy thing to leave behind.

On December 7th, 1941, Pearl Harbor is the victim of a surprise attack by the Japanese. In the aftermath of the disaster, chaos is brought to the peaceful islands of Hawai'i as Pele, the Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes, releases the infamous Kāne 'Ōkala of legend to exact his revenge... SanSan Pearl Harbor AU. The title means 'revenge' in Hawaiian.

"A friend who no longer sees you as a silly weak little girl anymore and doesn't make japes about your (deluded) fancy of a boy who turned out to be a cruel monster."

Fifty Years after the War of Five Kings and the Iron Throne was destoryed in the process. Robb Stark is an old man whos last jobb is to see his granddaughter and heir take his throne after him. At the same time a war in the south rages in between King of the Rock and Princess of Dorne against the Lord Stewards of the Reach.

Y era por eso que no alcanzaba a Ramsay, nunca contentaría a Domeric de la misma forma en que Ramsay lo haría. [Domeric Bolton/Damon Dance-for-Me]

Una loba rodeada de cazadores, expectantes por darle caza

A tale of our favourite star-crossed lovers, if that is what you believe, from when they met to the moments before death. A tale of joy and woe and everything in between. Taking R L J, slightly AUish due to ages but other than that mostly cannon, with my own take on it.

Lyanna convinces her brother to take the throne for her son with the help of a Spider, a young Lion and a Rose by marriage, tries to make peace with the Sun and Spear and lives her life in the shadows of a prophecy by choice.

Sonara is the eldest Stark daughter and she wished she wasn't. She was told all her life she would marry a lord and become a dutiful wife unlike her brothers who got any real responsibility. When the opportunity to be betrothed to Joffrey and become Queen one day arises she starts her journey to become the woman with real power she always wanted to become.

The first time Mellario of Norvos heard the story of Larra Rogare and her Westerosi prince was during Mellario's own courtship with her Dornish prince.

Un pequeño regalo a mi amiga invisible Kata . Del foro "Alas negras, palabras negras". Ninguno de los personajes me pertenece, todo es obra de George R.R. Martín.

Quien busca lo que no debe, se entera de lo que no quiere. Tyrion nunca buscó. Supone que ser inteligente a veces conlleva sus desventajas.

Porque cuando el ritual comienza, sólo son ellos dos, Cersei y Jaime; Jaime y Cersei, la otra mitad, el final de todo. **Regalo del AI; del "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras" para Hardlove.

'Myrcella ignores her trembling fingers and unties her cloak, slipping it off of her slender shoulders until she is left before her lord husband in a sheer nightgown. With as much confidence as she can muster, Myrcella looks the King in the eye and says, "Take off your clothes."'

Baila. Una mano tendida, el brazo desnudo flotando hacia él. Lo toca, lo acaricia, lo provoca. Da vueltas, riendo, deslizándose de sus dedos como gota de agua, se aleja, las caderas girando, el cabello cayendo al vuelo, innovación y energía desplegada en todo su ser. —4º Amigo Invisible del foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras". Con mucho amor y nervios, para ti, TentaculoTerapeuta.

Brienne y Jaime. Jaime y Brienne. Cinco momentos de su vida en ese momento en el que sus caminos se cruzaron y tuvieron que viajar juntos. Este fic participa en el Amigo Invisible del foro Alas negras, palabras negras.

History is written by those who win. A lesson Jon Snow, and the rest of Westeros is about to learn. This fiction is completely finished, new chapters will be added every Sunday.

Ashes to rain, you feel no pain