La máxima del gobierno de mi hermano Robert sobre el trono es la lucha, y como su súbdito y hermano, ejecuto sus órdenes tal cual exige mi deber. La guerra se huele y, aunque sé bien que soy un hombre formado, no puedo sentir la excitación en la sangre. simplemente, no puedo. –Regalo para Soraya. ¡Feliz Navidad!

te han engañado otra vez. Si supieras, pequeño Tyrion, ¡cuán fácil es! ¿Piensas salir de tu tensión y liberar aquello que crece dentro de ti o serás demasiado cobarde? –Regalo para Nikolay. ¡feliz navidad!

Jorah Mormont no cree haber sido tan despiadado ni maldito para recibir la eterna soledad como castigo y, no obstante, los Dioses han tenido a bien echarle esa carga. –Regalo para Flory. ¡Feliz Navidad!

Aquello es lo que ve cuando al fin Davos Seaworth, ex contrabandista y hombre al servicio del Rey Stannis, llega a la isla. El odio reflejado en un niño. –Regalo para Milena. ¡Feliz Navidad!

[Petición de Nochedeinvierno13] Cinco drabbles sobre infancias que terminan.

Oneshot: Westeros is at peace, the remaining Starks are back at Winterfell; in the midst of this, Jeyne Poole enjoys a tender moment with her husband, Theon Greyjoy and reflects on some of the things that have changed since he helped her escape Ramsay Bolton.

Cuatro habitantes del mundo de Poniente. Cuatro solitarios. Aquí dos de ellos descubren cuan hondo es su abandono y los otros dos, que no es tan profundo como habían creído.

A Crescent Blade and bodyguard of Yezzan zo Qaggaz is pitted against foes in the arena as a display of his skill. For clarification the sword he uses is similar in appearance to a Khopesh, or an Arahk from the HBO series.

Alguns momentos na vida de Shireen Baratheon e Edric Storm

Drabble - Orys/Argella

The War of the Five Kings is over. Arya Stark, the unofficial Lady Stark at the former Winterfell, learns how to live again. Arya/Gendry.

I hear your voice on the wind And I hear you call out my name…

"No soy un león redimido, Brienne, sólo uno muy cansado. Estoy cansado del juego, es la única razón, mi señora."

Sansa é a Rainha do Norte e Sandor é parte da sua Guarda Real - drabbles - future!fic - Sansa/Sandor

Jon vive con su madrastra Catelyn y sus hermanastros Sansa y Robb. ¿Qué sucederá cuando el Rey Theon organicé un baile? Jon puede que se transforme en la nueva cenicienta o simplemente pierda su zapatilla de cristal. Leve insinuación de Slash. Parodia, inspirada en el cuento La Cenicienta. Esta historia participa del Reto #19 Another World del Foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras.

The Starks spend Christmas in Michigan, where reminders of Robb seem to be everywhere. Jon/Sansa, Cat/Ned; part of the A City universe, modern au.

Oh look, another Modern AU. I don't really know how to describe it, but Sansa and Dany are working at a salon, even though that's not the main focus of the story, just read and review! Will have multiple chapters.

A Arya siempre le había gustado colarse a dormir con Jon. A él nunca le molestó compartir su cama. Traducción del original 'Sneaking Into Your Dreams' de Nanimoon.

Un cuervo llega a Jon Nieve con la invitación a la celebración del cumpleaños de Daenerys Targaryen.

There were those that gossip and whisper about how on earth Edmure Tully could still be married to Roslin...after what her father did. However Edmure would always dismiss them as they did not know what he and Roslin had been through. They did not know their story.

"He wished for snow, all the while forgetting his young son had never seen it before. Forgetting that it must have been years since his southron lady wife had seen it last." ...of snowfalls, castles, and unspoken feelings.

"The princess might even have considered Willas Tyrell, crippled leg and all, but her father refused to send her to Highgarden to meet him. She tried to go despite him, with Tyene's help... but Prince Oberyn caught them at Vaith and brought them back." (A Feast for Crows) AU where Arianne Martell succeeded in making her way to Highgarden to meet Willas Tyrell.

Ella quería venganza, y él... él quería lo mismo que quiso su padre en el pasado. A cualquier precio. Historia sacada en un momento de locura, una pareja nada común (o pensada siquiera) ¡qué hacer!

"To be human is most humbling and most cruel, but there is no greater joy, this I swear to you," Rhaegar told her by the firelight, his all too human lover with her widened eyes. "Hush. Don't speak. Don't even say a word." And so he sat by her, taking in her mirth. AU, inspired by Sonnets (Shakespearean and maybe not). Short drabbles.

He had loved her, not as a thing to play with but he had loved her, he told her once, a few years ago, when a flagon of wine had corrupted his ability to lie to her and they were happy... Kyra remembers a time when they told of wondrous love in the joyous days of childhood.