You're Ned Stark's bastard, a wild wolf. When the king and his company come to winterfell, it is the scarred man who draws your attention. "Everybody is no pet, give the girl a dog instead and it will be better" ***** Warning: there will later be forced marriages and attempts at rape and violence. There will be warnings through the chapters that you can choose to read.

Sandor Clegane and Arya Stark find themselves at the Castillon Temple in Dorne, a castle full of highborn women and their king. When he meets the youngest of the Queen's seven girls, the lives of everyone take a turn.

Melody June Baratheon had everything she ever wanted growing up. Three loving and protective brothers, the best education Westeros had to offer, friends, and lovers. Now, Melody wishes she was someone else. Anyone else. Now that her eldest brother Robert was dead, Melody's other brother Stannis is running for governor against Robb Stark. In order to keep the Baratheon family's perfect image, Stannis insists on marrying his sister off, to a Lannister, despite the arguments from his advisor, Davos. Needless to say, Melody doesn't like the idea, but has no idea what else to do. So she agrees. When she meets Jaime Lannister face to face, Melody hates him more than she can admit out loud. Jaime, however, seems at least a little pleased and protective of Melody. He brings his own security team with him and assigns one of the bodyguards to protect Melody. Melody and the guard hit it off and soon Melody begins to doubt if she'll be able to go through with the wedding. Unfortunately, there is no room for love in the game of politics. This story is an AU. Cersei and Robert were never married only engaged, Jaime and Cersei are not in their...special relationship. XD I do not own any Game of Thrones characters. They belong to George R.R.Martin! I do, however, own Melody AND my cover so please don't steal them! This story will contain swears, fluff, angst, mentions of cheating, some steam and implied sex. Nothing to warrant a mature rating.

Aurora Dawson was just like any other 23 year-old college student, but when she innocently decides to pay a visit to a new book shop, she's thrust into a world of war, violence and a game she wants no part of. With the help of a new "friend" Aurora travels this vast new world all while teaching him a few things about our world. Their long journey brings them closer than either one of them ever thought possible. Will Aurora be able to handle the dangerous world of Westeros or will she meet the same fate as so many others before her? The bigger question: will she ever find her way back home? Will she even want to? I do not own any Game of Thrones characters/ story lines. They are the property of George R.R. Martin. I do own Aurora and Cassandra, so please don't steal them. I also own my cover and it took me a while to do it so please leave it be. :) This story will contain some swears, violence, angst, some steamy scenes and, as with all my stories, fluff. (Nothing that would warrant a mature rating though.) I will try to update at least once a week, but I can't make any promises since I'm still writing one-shots as well :)

A collection of Sandor Clegane / the Hound x reader one shots/imagines/drabbles.

A bunch of Sandor Clegane x reader imagines/one shots. If anyone has requests, I'd love to write some, so fire away! ~Cat

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**

Zyta Baratheon is the only child of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister. She is sweet and kind but fierce. She fell in love with a man that had no love in his heart. The same man fell in love with the princess of the Seven Kingdoms. Sandor Clegane never liked the Lannister's or the Baratheon's but he sure liked Zyta Baratheon. OCxSandor STARTED: September 30, 2017 ENDED: May 28, 2019

Pequeños One Shorts de la squadra y Buccellati y compañía🖤

هي قصة شابٍ سار في الاتجاه المعاكس للعالم ، ليجد نفسه في مكان كان من المفترض أن لا يكون له وجود ملحمة تاريخية خيالية عن بلدين شكلا ضوء و ظلام ذلك العالم ، حيث السلام و الحرب في قالب واحد . . يا قمر الصباح .. عيناك كشمس الغروب