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The Song Of Ice And Fire : The Light In The Dark

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"Why didn't you run away?" Tyrion asks me in low voice and looks in my eyes. "You had the chance. Yet, you are here. Why?"

"Because I always keep my promises." I say with a soft smile on my lips. 

"And what about the prices you have to pay?" He asks me again and sits next to me on the filthy floor. "Lady Stark... I don't know what you were thinking by returning in the Red Keep, but know that my father won't go smooth on you." He whispers with a sigh and shakes his head. "He will torture you and won't rest until sees your rotting corpse."

"I know." I admit and smile. "But I am not going to die like this... I don't want my name to be faded in the history..." I whisper again with wild smile spread on my bruised lips. "I am not that easy to kill."All Rights Reserved

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The crossed rose: The War of the Five Kings - GoT - R.S. by OneandOnlyElla

"As Queen Dahlia said, you have our thanks, Lord Frey, for all the time and space and food you have so kindly offered us and our men. However, as you well know, there is still a war raging outside these walls and we have spent enough time away from it." Robb said and one glance at Lord Frey's face let them both know the man did not appreciate the change in subject. "The men are growing restless and if we mean to march on, doing so as soon as possible would be best." "I see." Lord Frey grimaced. "So you are leaving then?" "With the men we were promised." Dahlia spoke up, to which Lord Frey turned to her with a frown. "30,000 at the least." "30,000 men?" Lord Frey scoffed. "Do you mean to leave this castle unguarded?" "No." Dahlia shook her head. "I just mean to take as many men from you as I can to aid in the war while still leaving behind enough numbers to protect the Twins." "I cannot give you 30,000." Lord Frey said. "You can." Dahlia argued back, her whole body tensing when she realized she would have to fight her father for the men she had been promised by him. Because of course she would. Never trust a Frey was what they said, wasn't it? "I know you can. And you will. Because that was what I was promised if I gave you a marriage and Harrenhal."

The Natural Queen, j.Lannister by Wilson_1013

Layarah Targaryen. She lived in the North for her own safety after her father and mother died and the end of her family reign. Her time in the North wasn't pleasant. Terrible of thing have happened to the girl which she tried to forget but she couldn't. She wasn't able to pick her clothes, the way her hair is styled or what she ate. She was tired of being controlled and not having anything to say all because she was a woman. But then she was married off to a Lannister. A snarky, golden Lion. Jaime Lannister. Layarah hated to Lannister's after everything the family had done to hers. Yet once she met and had gotten to know Jaime not the Kingslayer but Jaime Lannister she had quickly fallen in love with the Lord. When the Days grew the more she realized she needed to make a change in the world. She was going to regain her throne back. And become the Natural Queen she was destined to be. So she needed to be careful with how she played the Game of Thrones knowing every steps can be the cause of her death. "I'm afraid." Jaime spoke. Layarah furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Jaime looked at her facial expression and sighed. He wanted her to understand that the Jaime who she was married to was gone, he wasn't that man anymore. The man who she fought for when he was gone, the man who she craved, the man who she loved. He was gone. "Afraid of what?" Layarah asked softly. She placed her palm on Jaime's cheek caressing it. Jaime looked down to the ground embarrassed. He wanted to please her and so much more but he just couldn't. "You'd realize you loved me more with my hand." Layarah stared blankly at her husband. She never could stop loving him even if she tried. He was the love of her life, even if she didn't realize it yet. Layarah let out a laugh. Jaime stared at her blankly, he didn't know what was so funny. EDITING Season 1-8

Game Of Thrones:Lady Blackthorne by TheSkyAtDawn2

By a matter of fate, a woman is captured in the woods from a dead house from the Westerlands at High Heart before the retreat to Harrenhal. Tywin Lannister decides to intervene in her life because she could interfere with the confiscation of the lands and gem mines her family had. She is sent with Tyrion Lannister to King's Landing to play the game she had been avoiding for eight years. Sexual Situations, Violence Tywin/OFC COMPLETE ***NOTE*** ***This is only a fanfic. All credit goes to George R. R. Marten.***

The wolves of Castle Black - Book 2 - GoT by OneandOnlyElla

"But if they... If they decide you guilty, you'll be deserted. Do you know what happens to deserters? Of course you do... You went with Father to behead deserters before, you..." "Lina..." Jon smiled gently, placing his bowl of soup down. He walked toward his sister and grabbed her own bowl from her hands to place it on the table beside her and pulling her in for a hug. As Ylina shoved her face in his neck again and wrapped her arms around him, Jon placed his arm around his sister's body and noticed how shaky she was. He grabbed his cloak and placed it around both of them, trying to share his warmth with hers. "It will be alright, Lina." Jon promised, even though they both knew he couldn't tell for sure. "It's just... I can't lose you, Jon. Not you too." Set in seasons 4 and 5 Disclaimer: Most of the characters aren't mine and some of the dialogue might have been taken straight from the show. This is a sequel for The Remnant of the Pack that you can find in my works in this account

Hands To Myself / Ned Stark / Jon Snow / Elia Martell by rissarosewrites

Elia Martell lost her husband, her children and her best friend. But she escaped with her life and the life of A baby boy. Born of Rhaegars seed but not her womb but she was going to love this baby as thought it were her own. A million miles away in winterfell Ned knew the truth he kept it from his family so when his eldest daughter started falling for Elias son he knew he was in for trouble. 🐺 "I can't keep my hands to myself. I mean I could but why would I want to?" ☀️ Sequel/spin off of long live / Rhaegar/ Elia ⚔️ Ned Stark x Elia Martell Jon Snow x Fem Oc Most characters belong to Grrm

Falling for You {Jojen Reed x reader} by bagsybaggins

YN Black is sent to the world of Game of Thrones one year before season one started. She arrived in the Stark house, and was accepted and brought in by the Starks. She grew close to the family, introducing them to a small part of her world. And she grew up in their world. But she never told them, that their life was a show. But what happens when the King and Queen comes? And what happens when Bran falls from the tower? What will happen when YN falls in love with a certain Greenseer? And can she ever return home? And if she can, will she want to?

An Honest Woman | Female Jaime Lannister | GOT/ASOIAF by WickedTheRedHorse

What Jaime Lannister was born a girl and Cersei (Cersen) was born the eldest son? Also, just for fun, Ser Brien of Tarth. Having killed Aerys, Jaime married Stannis after being deemed unsuitable for the king. * Jaime had been allowed near no kind of blade after her display in the Whispering Wood and her hair had grown wild and long. Hanging in unwashed tangles, the mane of curls still glinted gold in the lamplight and made her look like the lion on her house's arms, magnificent even in chains. Her once-fine gown was tattered rags, rotting on her body, her face was pale and wasted, yet the woman still had the nerve to be beautiful. Though that did not disguise the danger. * "There are no women like me. There's only me. What other woman can claim to have killed a king?" * "Kingslayer... And such a king he was!" She lifted her cup mockingly. "To Aerys Targaryen, the Second of His Name. And to the blade that opened his throat. It was a sword, you know. People like to believe that I stabbed him in the back with a dagger having weaselled my way in his bed," She gave a harsh laugh. "He'd likely have preferred it that way, and called me Joanna all the while," * "Had it been my choice, I would have been the definition of faithful and never have left my brother's side. But we don't always get a choice. You wouldn't understand, you're an honest woman," Her tone was mocking. "I've learnt that most honest women are just lucky. What would you have done if, say, your dear husband's old friend Robert took advantage of you being drunk and alone? He's the king, and a big man, your blows bounce off his chest like nothing and, should you tell anyone, your husband would behead you himself," "Ned would never - " Catelyn stopped herself but had said too much, as Jaime's smile grew. "Ned would never," She said carefully. "I don't doubt it. But Stannis would,"

The Iron Thorn | Theon Greyjoy by omiewise

"My father would surely have been disappointed in me anyhow. To leave me in the hands of a Stark, and to return to me in the arms of a Greyjoy. What a thought." After the death of her mother, Massey Bryer's life begins to change in ways she isn't prepared for. Her father and brother journey south, the latter seeking honor and knighthood in the courts of King's Landing, leaving her to navigate the first chapter of her adult life alone. Arriving at Winterfell with a singular purpose, to cement a bond with Robb Stark, the young Wolf of the North, Massey finds herself in the midst of a brewing storm. Yet, it's not the impending war or the duty to her family that threatens to unravel her. It's her unexpected entanglement with Theon Greyjoy. Straddling the lines between duty and desire, Massey must choose: follow the path laid out for her or forge a new one alongside the troubled ward of Winterfell. Based on GRRM's A Song of Ice and Fire.

Guarded ⚔ Sandor Clegane by redbrickwalls

"You take pleasure in killing?" Freya inquired. "And you do not?" Sandor countered. "I do not." Just as Freya turned to leave, she added, "You ought to be more honest with yourself, Clegane." This story follows Freya Blackthorne, a pragmatic woman who never lingers in one place for too long. She fights and kills only for coin, caring little for the tangled web of politics. One night, she crosses paths with a pair of men-one a small, keen-eyed fellow who is intrigued by her fighting prowess and seeks her protection. Freya sees this as an opportunity. Yet, upon her arrival in King's Landing, she finds herself drawn to another. Their encounters are filled with frustration and annoyance, sparking tension at every turn. The journey of their hearts will test the boundaries they've constructed, revealing whether two fiercely independent souls can find solace in each other-or whether their defenses will ultimately keep them apart. ------ This story is a slow burn and will also follow the Game of Thrones TV show, with some changes to the plot lines. I do not own any rights to Game of Thrones or its characters and scenes. I only own the characters I create.

The Remnant of the Pack - Book 1 - GoT by OneandOnlyElla

"Are you two decent?" When they heard Ylina's voice coming through the wooden door, Robb threw a dress shirt at Theon and the Greyjoy boy quickly covered himself with it. "Never!" Robb called out, hearing a chuckle in response. Pushing the door open, Ylina leaned against it as her eyes scanned both boys. Daria, her direwolf, ran past her and straight to Grey Wind, as the two of them started to roll around and bite each other lightly as usual. Neither Robb or Theon had even the time to greet the younger girl, before her eyes went wide and she shook her head quickly. "Oh, no. You two better get dressed right now, because the King and his family are almost here and if we get there late to greet them, I will be the one Lady Catelyn will be putting the blame on." "But we were the ones who weren't dressed." Robb spoke up, causing Ylina to scoff. "You know Mother. She'll just assume." Set in seasons 1 through 3 Disclaimer: Most of the characters aren't mine and some of the dialogue might be taken straight from the show. It starts as a TheonXOC story, pretty much, but as it progresses, we might have a few other stuff happening

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The crossed rose: The War of the Five Kings - GoT - R.S. cover

The Natural Queen, j.Lannister cover

Game Of Thrones:Lady Blackthorne cover

The wolves of Castle Black - Book 2 - GoT cover

Hands To Myself / Ned Stark / Jon Snow / Elia Martell cover

Falling for You {Jojen Reed x reader} cover

An Honest Woman | Female Jaime Lannister | GOT/ASOIAF cover

The Iron Thorn | Theon Greyjoy cover

Guarded ⚔ Sandor Clegane cover

The Remnant of the Pack - Book 1 - GoT cover

The crossed rose: The War of the Five Kings - GoT - R.S.

"As Queen Dahlia said, you have our thanks, Lord Frey, for all the time and space and food you have so kindly offered us and our men. However, as you well know, there is still a war raging outside these walls and we have spent enough time away from it." Robb said and one glance at Lord Frey's face let them both know the man did not appreciate the change in subject. "The men are growing restless and if we mean to march on, doing so as soon as possible would be best." "I see." Lord Frey grimaced. "So you are leaving then?" "With the men we were promised." Dahlia spoke up, to which Lord Frey turned to her with a frown. "30,000 at the least." "30,000 men?" Lord Frey scoffed. "Do you mean to leave this castle unguarded?" "No." Dahlia shook her head. "I just mean to take as many men from you as I can to aid in the war while still leaving behind enough numbers to protect the Twins." "I cannot give you 30,000." Lord Frey said. "You can." Dahlia argued back, her whole body tensing when she realized she would have to fight her father for the men she had been promised by him. Because of course she would. Never trust a Frey was what they said, wasn't it? "I know you can. And you will. Because that was what I was promised if I gave you a marriage and Harrenhal."