Jaime kills the Mad King, breaking his Kingsguard vows. Yet, there is a promise he made that he does not want to break. A choice he makes changes his life forever, and there is no going back. [AU, post Robert Rebellion. Rating M for violence/gore] - special thanks to my brother and my friend Scarlett, my wonderful beta readers

Denys Arryn did not die at the Battle of the Bells. He instead killed Jon Connington, preventing him from ordering the retreat, leading to the decimation of the Royal Army of King's Landing with the swarming of the rebel reinforcements upon the walled town of Stoney Sept. Everything changes from there.

Just a story repeating history.

Juró un día que a su lado jamás sufriría daño alguno. Ahora Tyrion descansaba en la celda de Desembarco del Rey por no poder evitar proteger a Sansa. ¿Por qué aveces es mayor el amor que la razón? Y más cuando el amor no es correspondido... ¿o acaso podría cambiar, sería demasiado tarde? [AU Jeoffrey siguió vivo, Longfic] [Punto de vista de Tyrion] [TyrionxSansa]

Summary: Sansa se despierta en su cama del Nido de Águilas. Intranquila por todo lo que debe hacer por para sentirse segura, recuerda otra época en la que dormir era una tarea mucho menos aterradora y complicada. JeyneSansa, pertenece al reto #49 'Celebrando los 50,000 posts' del foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras

Domando a la fiera.

Este relato participa en el reto número 47 "Todo es posible en Harrenhal" del foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras". Oro.

Red wine, red wine from his master.

Traduction de la fic "Hardest of Hearts" de thegirlwiththeradishearrings : Tout ceux qu'Arya Stark a côtoyé ont essayé de la briser, de lui arracher ses griffes, de la rendre civile, mais ce n'est pas dans sa nature de plier ou d'être brisée, et Tywin n'oserait pas aller contre sa nature propre.

Garotos não rezam para ser resgatados. Era isso que os outros diziam, não era masculino querer ajuda. Se os escudeiros que estavam batendo nele soubessem que era exatamente isso que Howland estava fazendo eles ririam ainda mais. Mas ele não se arrependeu porque talvez os deuses tivessem lhe ouvido porque o resgate veio, na forma de uma garota de quatorze anos - Lyanna/Howland

Traduction de la fic "Important Guidelines" de Min Daae : Des leçons importantes pour vivre à Winterfell : 1. Ne pas énerver Arya. pas énerver Arya. Vraiment. OS No Pairing

Traduction de la fic "I'm A Killer, Cold and Wrathful" de Min Daae : Ecrit pour Yuletide 2009. Le loup et le chien : ils se ressemblent bien plus qu'ils ne veulent le croire. OS No pairing

He still dreams of fire. Sometimes it is nothing but a red angry glow behind his closed eyeslids. Sometimes it comes down like rain. Most of the time though, he dreams of another heat. Maybe he has never been afraid of fire. - Drabble collection that has yet to grow

Sansa escapou, não ao lado de Sandor, nem de Dontos. A loba fugiu sozinha, e não foi para o Norte. Ela foi para o Sul, onde se encontrou com o dragão. - TRADUÇÃO

Jaime is banished to Braavos. Arya is there and only wants revenge...Or does she? One Shot.

No lover was spared from their own sad song. Multiple Pairings.

Future Fiction. As punishment for their crimes, Jaime Lannister and Arya Stark are chained together and banished to Bravos. Will they kill each other or somehow learn to get along.

After King Robert's eldest daughter angers Cersei Lannister, she is forced to pay the ultimate price; marrying her Uncle Jaime. But Mara believes her marriage isn't what it seems and she soon uncovers a family secret that could cost her her life.

She took a long drink and hoped for his sake that he didn't often try picking up girls in bars. He was exceptionally bad at it. Modern AU.

After Jaime and Lysa engagement breaks because of Lysa's defilement, the Tullys try to compensate by giving them Edmure Tully's twin, Edna's hand in marriage. Edna tries to survive in the lion's den and at the same time tries to cope with the disasters that blacken her family. Jaime/ OC

Te ordeno que dejes de sonreír de ese modo. No me gusta que me desafíes a hacerte obedecer mis deseos. Ya sabes cómo soy cuando algo me enfurece y se convierte en una provocación. Te arrebataré a tu esposa. De ese modo, no volverás a sonreír como lo haces para ella. Sonreirás para mí.

Urrigon Greyjoy muere demasiado pronto como para dar a conocer su nombre al resto de Poniente. Los bardos no componen canciones en su honor, y poco a poco su memoria se va perdiendo en las estancias acuosas del Dios Ahogado. Pero Balon Greyjoy recuerda cada detalle de él. Recuerda sus facciones agonizantes por el dolor y el modo en que la infección consumió su vitalidad.

In this alternate imagining of Tyrion's journey to Meereen, the half man continues on with Griff and company to meet the dragon queen Daenerys.

In this alternate universe Jon Snow doesn't go to the wall. He joins the kingsguard instead. The following story are the pages of his journal, just a few snippets of his life in the capital. One shot.

She thought she should apologize, tell him all those things she had meant to say before, but she said nothing, only took the cigarette from between her teeth with trembling hands – she could see two crisp impressions in the filter, just below the smudged maroon of her lipstick – and held it out to him, like an offering, or a plea, and hoped he understood all that she couldn't say.