Fate. Just a fancy word for a path chosen by others. Others who'll decide where you'll live, who you'll live with, and you're whole future. That's how it's always been. Especially for the heir to a throne as powerful as my fathers. As his daughter, I have to be wedded to a man who I barely know. To a man who's much older, wealthier, and uglier than I. I'm a trading object. To settle foreign affairs, I'll have to wed a prince from them, and will never see my family again. My fate has been decided for me. Until, "he" came along. After being captured by pirates, I'm afraid I'll never see my family again. Or my "husband" for that matter. Which isn't so bad. The pirate who captured me is better than the ones I've heard in stories. The ones about the angry, hideous men who pillage towns and rape women. He's better than that. Maybe this is my fate.

The Hound. While frightening to most you found a certain comfort in his presence. After the scarred man saved you. I don't own the script for game of thrones obviously. I have only tweaked it to add you in. **Work in Progress**

When you get back from a mission on Midgard, you're sure the All-father will reward you for your good work. However, he has something else in mind... This is just something I wrote when I was bored. I doubt anyone will read it, but if you do 1. thank you 2. I'm sorry for the quality of it and 3. you're amazing. Anyway, happy reading, my fellow members of Loki's army :) DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, MARVEL, OR DISNEY. I OWN ONLY THE PLOT.

Being immortal and an Avenger has it's perks. Although the bullets and stab wounds hurt as much as any normal being, (Y/N) (L/N) could handle anything. Until the God of Mischief showed up. After being held prisoner for long months, Loki finally agreed to try out the 'hero thing' and join The Avengers, but he doesn't expect to encounter his worst enemy along the way--feelings. Through the ups and downs, these two God-like beings decide to get to know each other better in the worst possible ways, only for it to end in an unforgettable defeat. {Mature Content}

A fan fic about a young girl named Nymaria Stark. When circumstances lead her to return to her home in the North she meets a very harsh and crude man known as the Hound. Their encounters are anything but sweet but as time goes on, and events bring them closer, Sandor Clegane learns to become more than just the Hound. (Obviously the credit goes to George R R Martin and HBO for the settings and characters in this fic. I just own Nymaria.)

"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

Read at your own risk, this tale of love, horror and death. It's no ordinary love story. This is far more sadistic. Get caught up in the tangled web of the true Slender Man.