❝𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽❞ "This is the story of how I died Don't worry, this is actually a very beautiful story And the truth is, it isn't even mine This is the story of a girl named Nymeria And it starts with a summer snow" - Jon Snow Game of Thrones [TV] Season 1 ✔ Season 2 ✔ Season 3 ✔ Season 4 ✔ Season 5 ✔ Season 6 ✔ Season 7 ✔ Season 8 ✔ Highest Rankings: #1 in #gotfanfic [4/19/24] #1 in #jonsnow [5/1/24] #1 in #georgerrmartin and #grrm [1/12/25] #1 in #mormont [1/12/25] #3 in #oc [4/29/24] #2 in #gameofthrones [4/25/24] #2 in #stark [12/17/2024] --- Disclaimers: I do not own Game of Thrones, any of the characters or the plot. All rights go to the appropriate parties. I own my OC and her plotline.

B L O O D L I N E S ❝THE DEAD ARE GONE; THE LIVING ARE HUNGRY❞ [ JON SNOW x OC ] [ GAME OF THRONES ] [ SEASON 5 - 8 ] COMPLETED - 18th June 2019

It was the natives who named Dragonstone, the Valyrians agreed out of convenience. There's a tale, all the children know of it, the tale of the lady of dragonstone. The widows call her a witch, the boys say she is a whore who sleeps with beasts, the girls say she's one of the children but everyone knows she's the lady of dragonstone. Her body is deep within the island, fused with the magic of the realm, the kind that keeps the wildings out. She wants the rubies back, she wants her crown back.

Winter is coming and the whole of House Stark knows it, but none know it as the eldest Stark daughter does. Lyon Stark belongs in the north as much as the snow itself does, yet she herself is not as northern as her family may think. Only Catelyn and Eddard Stark know the truth about their golden haired daughter and of the blood she does not share with the Warden of the North. When Lyon's father, Lord Eddard Stark, is named the new Hand of the King, Lyon and her sisters must follow their father into the claws of the lion's domain. Lyon must play the game of thrones, and she must learn to win if she wishes for her family to live.

"her fight and fury is fiery, oh, but she loves like sleep to the freezing, sweet and right and merciful, I'm all but washed in the tide of her breathing." - hozier ________________________________ Athera Baratheon, the daughter of King Robert Baratheon and Queen Cersei Lannister, is caught between the weight of her lineage and the desires of her heart. In a kingdom where alliances are fragile and loyalty is tested, she finds herself drawn to a love that could either save or destroy her. With the future of the realm at stake, can she follow her heart without losing everything? For when you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. ------------ asoiaf fanfic asoiaf contains mature themes, reader discretion advised all rights to George R.R. Martin, original characters are mine

❝ it seems that i have underestimated you, princess. ❞ ❝ that was your first mistake. coming here unarmed will be your last. ❞ ┃princess, prisoner, mercenary, advisor, soldier, commander, commoner ┃ GAME OF THRONES SEASONS 1-8 The Stag and the Snow (1) **ENDING REWRITE IN PROGRESS** tws: violence; sexual violence; description of gore; description of family loss and grief; sexual situations; graphic description of child loss; mentions of suicide; violent language. **** UNDER CONSTRUCTION ****