Eliza Stark was taken from her home at age eight. She was given to the Boltons as a Ward. what will she do when her past haunts her? when she wants to change things? what will her lifelong friend do to her when she wants him to change?

It all begins with a noise in the distance, when the unexpected happens and you find yourself captured by Ramsay Snow. Is he really as bad as everyone says he is? Or is there more to the bastard than meets the eye? *This is my first long story, i apologize if it's not the greatest however i hope some of you will like it!* Enjoy xo :)

The Whitehill's are terrorizing your home. Ramsay Snow allowed soldiers there within your walls. Can you bring Ramsay to your side? Ramsay x Reader

An orphaned commoner, Eve was sold off at the age of ten to be the playmate of Ramsay Snow. Young Ramsay grows fond of his stubby ignorant little toy after saving her one day. As the pair mature, Eve blossoms into an enticing young woman. How could he resist? She was, after all, his. He owned her. And his innocent Eve was not scared-she preferred it in his bed. Can a psychopath love and care for someone? This is an extremely possessive Ramsay and it's amazing. You don't have to watch Game of Thrones to understand this story. THIS STORY BELONGS TO GoodyGumDrops ON FANFICTION. I'M JUST PUTTING IT OUT HERE FOR EVERYONE TO LOVE. ALL CREDITS TO HER!!

❝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

Maisie (Mazy) Stark is the middle daughter of Eddard Stark and Catelyn Stark. She's a beautiful girl with Tully red hair and Stark grey eyes. She often wears the bright red cloak that her mother had given to her. Her deep black direwolf, Storm Shadow, is no different. He has grace beyond compare, but deadlier than one can imagine. He blends in with the darkness. A true demon to fear. One day she comes to find that her father has arranged a marriage between her and the Bastard of House Bolton, Ramsay. Her older brothers are furious and try to change their father's mind. To no promise. Maisie Stark, a mere child, must marry the infamous Ramsay Snow. Can the Winter Rose of the North survive the Bolton Bastard? Can she tame him, or will she become the toy? This story is currently on hold for some revisions and inspiration. I don't like the way this story is going compared to all my drafts of its ending stored on my computer. Thank you for reading!

The daughter of Drogo and the daughter of the late Khaleesi. Zheanae, which means beautiful in Dothraki, is faced with a new mother, one who is her age. When Drogo dies and Daenerys becomes leader she is offered to Robb to unite the families.

|| тнeon greyjoy х reader || (1ѕт aѕoιaғ/ gaмe oғ тнroneѕ draввle ѕeт) Time is something he has plenty of now that he's what he is. Regret is something he has abundantly. He thinks of many things now, things he would not have thought twice about when he was Theon Greyjoy. Things he would not mind seeing again.

Cassana Flowers is a bastard of the Nobel house Tyrell in Highgarden. Her father was to ashamed of what he'd done he couldn't even stand the sight of her. He kicked her out of her home, she had no where to go. Until she overheard a few men talking about how men gain respect at the wall. Cassana hitched a ride with a few other boys at the wall. After much begging she was allowed to stay if she worked for free. Many weeks passed and the wall was a miserable place for her. Men often threatened her with rape and made cruel insults, saying the wall was no place for a "whore". She would of rather been left on the streets. That was until Jon Snow arrived at the wall. Then somehow the cold cruel wall seemed warmer.