A la dama la han engañado y traicionado. De una mujer sonriente, un ser oscuro se ha apoderado. Fic participante del "Reto #33:Una imagen vale mas que mil palabras"; del foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras".

O como poner distancia para ver las cosas con claridad [Alleras (¿Sarella?) y Pate (¿Jaquen H'ghar?)] [Participa en el Torneo de Desembarco del Rey del Foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras]

For who could ever forget a girl from such noble means?

Sansa and Margaery go for a ride together and spend some one-on-one time. (Set between seasons 3 and 4 of the television series).

Lya and Oberyn occasionally like to get intimate in semi-public places. Sometimes they get caught.

Oneshot. Alayne Stone is a shadow of her former self. Recognised for who she really is by a ghost from her past, can she find happiness in a world set against her and in a man trapped in his own bitterness? Rated M for coarse language, mild violence, and sexual themes. 1. Sansa is a legal and consenting adult, as ever in my fics. 2. Taking requests - drop me a line!

"Deberíamos volver ya"- dijo mientras Jaime lamia su cuello. Este fic participa del Reto #34 "Comienzos Célebres" del Foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras.

Jaime y Brienne tienen una nueva vida, distinta a la anterior y mucho más feliz. Pero cuando reciben una inesperada visita, nada volverá a ser igual. Se avecinan cambios, y los cambios traen recuerdos del pasado.

Se miraron directamente. No sabía el motivo, pero su mente intuyó que ese era el fin. [Primer puesto en el Reto#36: Comienzos Celebres del foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras]

E se todas as grandes casas de Westeros seguissem o exemplo dos Targaryens e tivessem o hábito de fazerem casamentos incestuosos entre seus membros ?

Este fic participa en el reto #33 "Una imagen vale más que mil palabras" del foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras. "Tyrion, Hace mucho tiempo que no se de ti. A decir verdad, hace tiempo que no sé nada de casi todo el mundo... Te quiere, Jaime" - Yo también te quiero - murmuró para sí.

"It was his eyes that made her realize what he was; they were predatory and black as ink. No human man had eyes like that. She noticed them even before she noticed the long, serpentine tail, just beneath the waves." (Oberyn/Lyanna, Merman/Pirate!AU)

Number 29 in my one-word prompt series. AU Tywin/Sansa. Sansa is a bit sick, and Tywin is making a house call. Rated M for language and mature content.

Não há rosas que florescem em Winterfell no inverno, pelo menos nenhuma além da dela - future!fic - Sansa/Margaery

Jon is not the only one left in shock when all ten pregnancy tests Ygritte has bought show a pink plus sign. The chaos that ensues is a beautiful one, a mess of lemon cakes, white fur, painted trees, frog pyjamas and sleepless nights. Whatever Jon thought he knew, he is about to be proven wrong.

Jamás hubo nada mejor que tener la venganza en tus manos después de tantos años siendo parte de un sádico juego de los demonios de tu pasado.

Barristan Selmy and Strong Belwas find that there is more to being a Queensguard than protecting a monarch. As they face enemies within their own ranks, they will forge a new path for themselves. A path forged in fire and blood, love and lust.

Este relato participa en el reto #33 "Una imagen vale más que mil palabras" del foro [Alas Negras, Palabras Negras].

Later, when Hoster Tully asked her to come to Riverrun and meet his heir, she lit candles to the Maid in thanks, but Prince Doran had declined the invitation. (A Feast for Crows) AU in which Viserys Targaryen died earlier than he did in the books, and Doran Martell agreed to the marriage between Arianne and Edmure Tully.

All three sons of Aegon the Unlikely wed for love, in defiance of their father's wishes and to the sorrow of the realm. This is their story. A sequel to A Queen To Be.

El enano pensó no por primera vez que el juego de tronos era un laberinto lleno de traiciones y trampas, y esta vez había sido él quien cayó en una. Ahora la meta era, ¿Cómo lograr escapar de ella? One shot. Terminado.

Sandor walks in on Sansa singing a song not meant for her faithful dog's ears. JonxSansa pairing. Warning for language and a smidge of smut.

From a tumblr prompt from roseroadkingsroad: modern AU in which Margaery is a yoga instructor who helps her very uptight student Sansa relax and lose some of her tension.

—Hoy ha muerto mamá —la voz de Jaime no podría haberse escuchado más impersonal. No era fría, pero sí vacía. Este relato participa en el reto #34 "Comienzos célebres", del foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras".

No quería que mamá se fuese... Pero después de todo, mami era una soldado. [Este fic participa del Reto #34 "Comienzos Célebres" del Foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras.]