"Imagine," She sighs loud and sinks in the grass, as if she's trying to sink into the very earth. "If we died right here, right now." While traveling with the Brotherhood Without Banners, Arya and Gendry take a break. A morbidly playful AU Arya/Gendry one shot (NOT dark).

They moved so gracious, flawless, it looked almost like a dance. Their eyes were roaming the room, looking for a prey before someone else had claimed that flesh. She would never fall for their tricks, but their prey seemed helpless, all falling for the same rituals, time and time again. It looked like that, a kind of religious ritual that took over the mind of the prey, of the men

A story where House Teague survives and unite Andal kingdoms

"l know how your father died. Tell me how he lived, Father." Shireen asking Stannis about her grandfather Steffon Baratheon.

Este relato es un desafio lanzado por Hekarid. Hecho poco a poco y con cariño. Título y letra de Paramore. Sansa no puede ver, pero eso no impide que le ame a él, al bastardo de su padre.

Lucion Lannister second born son of LOrd Tywin has begin plans for his family.

Se preguntaba por qué su jefe la había enviado por las fotos en lugar de venir él mismo. No era un escritor ermitaño, como se rumoreaba, y no carecía de un vivaz espíritu a venturero, después de todo.

Cuando hace tanto frío que hasta tu corazón se congela lo único que quieres es calor.

Based on a prompt which challenged me to imagine different Westerosi characters as their opposite gender. Here is a collection of a few of my attempts to give a taste of what such a world might be like. The rating is mostly for chapters to come. Chapter Six, Daemon Targaryen, raised by his cousin Stannis, dreads the meeting that he's feared for most of his life.

Ashara never leapt from the Palestone tower to die upon rocky shores below. Instead she lived to raise the child that survived the birthing bed, her child, Alaric. With both the blood of winter and that of fallen stars within his veins, it is not a question of 'if' he can change the game, but how.

Ned/Cat modern AU. Following his brother's death in a car accident, Ned ends up as boss of the family company. There he meets a bright young woman named Catelyn Tully, who is his secretary. A friendship forms and soon begins to grow between them. Soon Ned starts to see her as more than a kind efficient secretary and romance begins to bloom.

{SanSan} ¿Qué necesita el pequeño pajarito?

The North had been shattered in one night. A king dead, a family torn to tatters, and thousands left to burn or wander with blind loyalty. But where does this leave a southron hedgeknight who's loyalty had fallen in with the Young Wolf? The answer: To stalk the snowy north, and the muddy rivers in search of the men who had wronged his king.

Este relato participa en el reto num.38 "Lugares al azar" del foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras".

Cuando Joffrey decide anular su matrimonio con Sansa para casarse con Margaery piensa que no hay mejor castigo para la joven Stark que dársela a su perro. ¿Podrán superar sus diferencias y ser felices? Les espera un largo camino.

(Or rather Day 1, 9, 15 and 20) [Modern AU] 1. The Very Stark Christmas, or how Jon and Robb never really talked about loss. 2. A Typical Lannister Christmas Dinner, or how Tyrion feels about his train wreck of a family.

To those that love (and not only)... Collection of drabbles concerning pairings that have taken my fancy.

Poema extraído del libro De las putas a la reina, escrito por Tyrion Lannister a forma de diarios de campo durante sus últimos años en Roca Casterly. [Tercer puesto en el Reto #38: Lugares al Azar del foro "Alas Negras, Palabras Negras"]

Una mano extraña le toma por el cabello y le obliga a caer de espaldas. Siente el acero frío de un cuchillo a la altura de su cuello y un alarma dentro de su cabeza defectuosa, le dice que no volverá a componer una rima. Los cascabeles no vuelven a tintinear.

"You are the most beautiful creature in this world, sister," he says. The door opens with a soft creak. "Don't you ever dare think otherwise." - Robb/Sansa, Aegon/Sansa; [borgia inspired] [implied/referenced incest] [AU where Robb plays it smart]

Eddard Stark se dirige a Campoestrella para devolverle a Ashara Dayne la espada de su hermano.

A collection of Westerosi advertisements.

The boy is still smiling when he asks, "Then what are you, cousin?" "A direwolf and a princess," she snaps, narrowing her eyes. "What are you?"

Elle était née esclave, frêle fillette achetée par des prêtres au service d'un dieu méconnu. Elle était née par erreur, coquelicot fragile poussant au milieu de la Mer de Jade.

She was Daenaera Velaryon, queen to the broken King Aegon III. And she lived on the shimmers of hope. WARNING: Spoilers for The World of Ice and Fire. The first installment in my Daenaera Velaryon series.