Game of Thrones Fanfic This is a mixture of season 4 and season 5 Rhaegar Targaryen was always fond of his eldest girl, Rosaerys; born from the passion of a drunken night, yet accepted by her father she was nothing but the sparkle in his indigo eyes. After the brutality that was Robert's Rebellion, and the horrendous deaths that her half-siblings faced, Rosaerys sits in the wings of exile with her aunt waiting for their moment of return. With an offer she can't refuse, and better ties to politics than what should be available, she's ready to set sail across the Narrow Sea, three dragons in one hand and promise of marriage in another. Will the Second Prince of Dorne rise to meet the challenge, or will Rosaerys be stuck biding her time? The timeline will differ in this one, and some event may not happen, along with some characters may or may not choose to die

One true daughter. One true heir. One girl who doesn't know how dangerous her existence is. This girl is Princess Isabelle of Houses Baratheon and Lannister, she is the one child to Robert and Cersei. Isabelle is a dark haired beauty, tolerated by her father and loathed by her mother and uncle Jaime. She has a quick wit, sharp intelligence and kind heart. Isabelle would be a perfect ruler unlike her younger brother Joffrey. Her journey will hard and full of horrors with Kings fighting for her and against her. After her uncle's death how will she affect the life of those around her and the game of thrones?

This story is about Lyanna Baratheon the one true heir to the iron throne. The only true born child of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister. About the ones she loves and the part that she plays in the great game. The Game of Thrones.

I've seen the gods play their amusing games on everyone's lives, including mines. Everyone else has dared to play their games back at them - everyone except me. And now, it's my turn to play. To act as the pawn yet think like a Queen. I must always play the pawn to others, for it's the only way I'll survive in a world of traitors who overthrow their Kings and Queens. Such was my damned destiny to fulfill as Sansa Stark, the only rightful living heir of the North. It is time to take back what was stolen from me. This a Ramsay Bolton x Sansa Stark fan fiction. Disclaimer: Credit goes to George R.R. Martin for the characters

**FINISHED** "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩, 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘬." This story is completely out of context and NOT following the story of the programme/books. Forced to run away, Raina Glover finds herself far from home and in a rather curious predicament, in which she is believed to be a boy by the king in the north and his men. Only the issue is, she's rather taken with this king; even when she is not suppose to, she can't help but love him.

"If you don't send me a bride! Your kingdom will be introduced to fire!" After Lord Tywin receives a very heated letter from Viserys Targaryen. He has no choice but to send Sansa Stark. How will Sansa like being married to the dragon? Will love blossom? Will he love her, or will Viserys end up like the mad king? All that Sansa knows is she's ready to play the game of thrones, and will win even if she has to go through fire and blood. While in Westeros, a wedding of red doesn't happen, and the king of the North lives. What will happen when Robb and Caitlyn Stark find out about Sansa? What will be of Arya? To be separated, and led by the Hound after her escape from Harrenhall. She reunites with her mother and brother. Thoughts of a faceless man drive through her mind. The Game is set. How will things play out?