"But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose." ― Anne Brontë All men must die. All roses must wilt. There is a streak of wildness behind steel eyes. Two distinctly Stark features, yet they belong to Anya Whent. A Southern lady born in the shadow of Harrenhal with the blood of the North running through her veins. Behind a fair face are a kind heart, a gentle soul, and a beast. A beast that takes a Hound to tame it. A bat disguised as a wolf. A man disguised as a Hound. ♞completed: January 2020♞ ♞editing: June 2022♞ Now an official Wattpad fanfic and featured in @WattpadGoT's "New Houses, New Names, New Story" reading list. [Highest Rankings] #1 in Sandor Clegane #1 in The Hound #1 in Game of Thrones #1 in A Song of Ice and Fire #1 in ASOIAF

Nikita Stark, the eldest of the seven Stark children, and a very wild spirit, much like Arya. She doesn't like dressing up, she doesn't want to be married off, she doesn't want to be a proper lady. She wants to fight, to hunt, to be able to defend her family and her land. Follow Nikita to King's Landing where she is sent to look after her younger sisters and where she bonds with the most unlikely of people. Sandor Clegane, also known as the Hound.

The nature of the gods is cruel. No one knew that more than Natari Snow For no matter which god you worshipped, be that the cold ones in north, the seven in the south or the hundreds of free and exotic ones across the sea, life was a hard and cruel game they played with their followers. Natari's wicked game had began the day she entered the world... Yet even the gods did not know what a strong creature they made that day. //Ranked No.1 hottest story for #throne 26.05.2019 //Ranked No.1 hottest story for #thehound 26.05.2019 //Ranked No.1 hottest story for #sandorclegane 18.05.2021

*SanSan* Winterfell is free of the Boltons, winter is here, and Sansa sits aside as Jon rules as The King in the North. She tries to be grateful that she's home safe again, with friends and family around her, but finds herself at odds with Jon on more than one occasion. With little power to do anything worth while, Sansa is made to stay quiet. At first. As threats inside of Winterfell and out close in, boiling tensions rise when persons new and old arrive at the gates to stand at Jon and Sansa's side. Ties are soon put to the test when family blood is pulled in opposite directions. For Sansa, a choice must be made, to take power and control in her own hands for herself or push aside temptations and go along with what Jon decides. Neither option is easy to swallow. Amongst all the difference of thinking and the knowledge that safety from beyond the wall and down south is dwindling day by day, Sansa often finds herself alone with her deepest thoughts. There is none she truly thinks she can confide in. Only then do flames ignite something new and old that could help her find her place again.

The Hound came to her in the night as green fire filled the sky. All he wanted was a pretty song from a pretty girl. But seeing her alone and terrified, he wants to steal her from King's Landing. Keep this little bird safe and sound. After all, pretty birds deserve to fly from their cages. SanSan AU

Preston wished hadn't taken that route , he wished he never met antony shane , because he was a rutheless , brutal , heartless monster. so why was he following in love with him.

Loki the god has taken the newest Avenger, Spider-Man, and kidnapped him. He had did this so the Avengers would give him his staff back. After they had given his beautiful staff back, he would've had given the stupid arachnid to H.Y.D.R.A... Until he realizes something that chances all his decisions. None of the characters are mine.

ON HOLD (Marauders era) Best friend since childhood with Regulus Black, big brother of the infamous Sirius Black, you begin your first year at Hogwarts. In which house will you go ? Will you find love ? Will secrets be revealed ? Regulus, Sirius, Remus & Lucius Malfoy X Reader

I adore the Marauders, but their story makes me sad, so I'm going to change it. In other words, there coming back. "Harry, kid it's me, Sirius." Sirius pleaded. "SIRIUS BLACK DIED NINE YEARS AGO, I WAS THERE, I WATCHED IT HAPPEN! IT WAS MY FALT!" The pain that these couple of sentences caused his godson was so apparent that Sirius actually reached out to put a hand on Harry's arm. Harry, however, backed away "you still haven't answered my question. Not honestly at least. Who are you?" All rights to the fabulous J.K. Rowling. (This was written when I was about ten years old. It's riddled with mistakes. In all honesty, I don't have the motivation to edit this; I'd probably want to change the entire thing. That being said, this story has received a shocking amount of attention, so thank you so much for taking the time to read this.)

This starts during Harry's 5th year and I will go up to the war. Not matte what Voldemort is completely oblivious to Severus's relationship (don't ask me how just roll with it.) I'm not going to completely follow the book or movie.