AU, Lyanna got married to Robert Baratheon, but at the night of her first son's birth, secrets are spilled. Lyanna Stark x Oberyn Martell.

Traduction de "Lady Stoneheart" de Vikay - Catelyn devient Lady Stoneheart.

You're not a Stark; this isn't your house to protect; this isn't your duty; this isn't your house; you'll never be a Stark; you're not one of us—they're all one and the same and the words from Robb hurt the most. -— theon greyjoy, happy birthday susanna!

The Last Winter fades as spring returns to the broken lands of Westeros. From the ash, an Empire will rise.

AU Sandor is made a minor lord in the north and betrothed to Sansa to secure his holdings. Sandor visits her frequently so she will not be afraid of him when they marry.

La promesa de primavera se marcharía dejándolo atrás, solo con sus recuerdos de invierno.

Renly Baratheon soñaba con sentarse en el Trono de Hierro y gobernar Poniente. Lo que no supuso era que otras personas también tenían el mismo sueño. Fic participante de "LA CONQUISTA: Primera Ronda"; del foro "Alas negras, palabras negras".

Loras Tyrell ha comprendido finalmente que "Crecer Fuerte", implicaría sacrificar un fragmento de su alma. Esta historia participa en el reto "¡Sálvalo!, ¡Sálvalo!" del foro Alas Negras, Palabras Negras.

Modern AU, Jon and Robb are raised as brothers but R L J and so they get married (Robb/Jon)

Drabbles about characters of ASOIAF. Canon, AU, everything. I need prompts!

Modern AU. The majority of characters are living in one apartment building in Toronto. Please try to enjoy this, I'm new to the fandom. And there will be more chapters.

The Sorting of Brandon, Ned, Lyanna, and Benjen. Companion to 'brave as a lion'.

Arya finds herself being pushed to breaking point by her sister, who keeps arranging for her to be married; despite each attempt failing for various reasons. However soon another suitor arrives and things change; he is a Lord now, but deep down she knows, he is still the same, still has the same feelings for her, feelings she shares, maybe she can be happy at last. Pairings Inside.

Él es un Khal que toma lo que quiere sin permiso y ella no es una princesa que necesite de una tiara para dejarse tomar. Este fic participa de "La Conquista: Primera espada, #1 Ronda" del Foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras".

In a universe where cities come to life and play the game of thrones for themselves, Principalities burn, old castles come to life to fight the shadows of the north, and Lost Cities will drag you down with them. Valar morghulis; they are not men but they will die all the same.

Neither one has been a Stark in years. Sansa has been a Lannister, a bastard and a coward. Arya has lost track of all her faces. And still, across the vastness of their estrangement, the many traveled miles and the pain, they recognize each other immediately, as only sisters can. - POSTSERIES. Now rated T.

There had once been five kings to rule over the Seven Kingdoms, but now there was only one, to rule over its ashes.

Winter has come yet again, but this time, The Direwolf is no where to be seen.

It is Sandor who stands with her as she tries to untangle the knots that tie her down to the past in the bones of her home, when at last her pack returns to her. (Post ADWD. Oneshot.)

*RECONSTRUCTED* Sansa and Sandor embark on a journey to the North.

son, brother, king? A king without a throne, a brother without siblings, a son without parents Or three times Stannis was both a son and a brother, two times he was only a brother, and one time he was neither.

La llegada de los dragones a Poniente causó más terror de lo que lo hizo hace más de trescientos años. / Inmensamente AU.

Ein vor etwas längerer Zeit geschriebenes Kurzgedicht über die Nachtwache.

Es el mismo fic que el anterior pero ahora se ve ordenado

Le temblaban las manos, tirado sobre el suelo, postrado a los pies de Ramsay -Lord Ramsay. Lord. Lord. No debía olvidarse. Era importante-. Le temblaban las manos mientras intentaba agarrarse los harapos y no recordar que Hediondo había habido una vez en la que no era Hediondo. Porque era Hediondo. Debía serlo. Hediondo, Hediondo, que rima con tocar fondo.