the only thing that could tear down the house of the dragon was itself. ( 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 ) ━━a song of ice and fire fanfiction previously titled 'duty unto death' & 'dreams of glory' © maidenpool 2024 [ under reconstruction ]

only dawn may bring the light. artwork featured in cover by BONDARTS

and so the young wolf fell in love with the wild rose. THE FLOWERS OF WINTERFELL BOOK ONE OF THREE [ synopsis inside! ] multi-povs & canon divergent STATUS: on hold © evenfalls

❝SHE'S GOT A SICKNESS, THAT ONE. IT'S IN HER BLOOD. SCARY TO THINK WHAT SHE'LL BE LIKE WHEN SHE'S FULL GROWN. IF THE GODS ARE GOOD, SHE'LL DIE BEFORE THAT.❞ In the North, there are whispers of a cruel and sickly girl lurking in the Dreadfort. Her skin is as pale as snow and her eyes are colder than winter itself. Her name is Drucilla Bolton, and she's the youngest daughter of Roose Bolton, Lord of the Dreadfort. She keeps knives like a little girl keeps dolls and roams the castle in the dead of night, haunted by visions of a flayed man, tortured by guilt. And yet, as terrible and frightening as she is, there are whispers of another, one worse than her. A beast in human skin. A monster with a charming smile, capable of unimaginable violence. He hunts the Dreadwoods with his vicious pack of hounds and his pet Reek. He is Roose Bolton's bastard son, and he's determined to take his rightful place as the true heir of House Bolton. Fantasy Drama/Horror - Rated M - © AMBrossart

ON HOLD

"I am many things, a widow, a daughter, a princess, a queen. But that isn't who I am. I am a storm that you should not want to meet. I am the queen of storms."

HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN. ❝And spend your life in sad life in misery in the house of the rising run.❞ ( cover by @goodhYOUman )

scars devise scars.

They never should have let her live. jaime lannister / oc post robert's rebellion au stellangios © CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN.