He had such dangerous hands, that rarely even touched a weapon. When the death of a good lord shatters the realm's fragile peace, the King's scattered bastards remain - living, breathing secrets. Two bastards of a stag crown find their fates entwined with a realm's ambitions by the very blood that has always marked them as outsider. He could not deny nor downplay it. her ambitions were alarming. a bastard child who can be nothing could also be everything. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ game of thrones oc centered fanfiction. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ sandor clegane and petyr baelish as love interests.

"the best way to hide a wolf is to make people believe they are nothing more than a well-trained dog." Arrelle Stark was a wolf wrapped in fine silk and those who threatened her family would risk her claws on their necks. jacaerys velaryon x oc HOTD pre S1-??

"You're no longer a young lad. You're now the Lord of Harrenhal, boy." Harwin Strong and Rhaenyra Targaryen were never meant to be. And not only because his Father had been murdered, but because she was the heir to the Iron Throne. But perhaps a different fate awaits for Darik Strong and Helaena Targaryen. ( hotd ) ( helaena targaryen )

Cregan Stark/OC - NOT self insert SMUT teehee-characters are aged up and any smut that happens is with them of age Jacaera Velaryon, twin to Jacaerys Velaryon. Second in line to the Throne, born the spitting image of her great-grandmother Alyssa. She's always by her brother's side. But one word plagues them as they grow: bastard. It is ignored. They try to ignore it. But there are uncles to remind them of the word. Uncles that they train with, that they're supposed to be close with and love. Jacaera is not so lucky. She is cursed. Because one of her uncles takes an unwelcome interest in his child niece. Terrorizes her until there is nothing but fear. It is this that prompts a move. A relocation with their newest baby brother. Peace after an eventful funeral. But then feelings resurface. Fights at dinner. And Rhaenyra is usurped by the very same uncle that terrorized Jacaera. She will do anything to garner support for the rightful Queen. Treat with any Lords she must. There is one, however, that she might take more of a special interest in. One that could win the war. One beautiful northerner. Lord Cregan Stark. She needs his support. Among other things. Jacaera will have his support. And she will win the war for her mother or die trying.

"watching the world from the sidelines had nothing to prove until you came into my life." - House of The Dragon S2- Jacaerys Velaryon x FemOC!

if there's one thing the gods love, it's tragedy. with wings that burn and boys who fall. JACAERYS VELARYON X FEM!OC ( carlgrinds twenty-twenty-three )

The most interesting women are always the most whispered about.

"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

With dark wings came dark words. Lady Jaslin of House Frost knew this better than most. Jaslin had grown up at Castle Frost, just North East of Winterfell on the coast before Bear Island. The only daughter of Lord Erock and Lady Tarla Frost, and younger sister to Lord Borick Frost. When Jaslin was only 2 years of age, her father and brother joined Lord Eddard Stark and Robert Baratheon in their rebellion against the Mad King. The Lords and knights of Frost Castle never returned, leaving Jaslin alone with her mother. At the age of five, Lady Tarla could no longer live with the grief for her lost husband and son, and jumped from the tower of their castle home. From that day on Lady Jaslin of House Frost went to live with the wolves of House Stark. //Rank #1 for GameOfThrones stories 01.05.2019 //Rank #1 for hound stories 13.02.2020

Those poor children. No idea how much their love was doomed to die. House of the Dragon Aemond Targaryen x OC