𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌. 𝖠𝖾𝗀𝗈𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄- 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌. ©𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘴 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 !

Before the red wedding and without any "Jeyne Westerling in our story, Robb the young wolf, will met Daenerys Stormborn. What will happen between them?

Jon/Sansa | Post ottava stagione | link video nel prologo Sansa regna in solitudine sul nord quando riceve la visita di Jon Snow, venuto a renderle omaggio. Rivederlo la fa sentire ancora più sola, così decide di chiedergli di restare. Dai prossimi capitoli: "«Ti hanno picchiata?» La voce di Jon è dura come il granito della fortezza, fredda come il nord. «No.» A quella domanda, a quel tono, quella di Sansa si riscalda invece come le sorgenti sotterranee che danno calore all'intero castello. Insieme, sono la voce dell'inverno, un intreccio di ghiaccio e fuoco, di calore e gelo. Perché uno non può esistere senza l'altro." * «Non mi è permesso prendere moglie.» «Bene. Perché io non voglio più essere la moglie di nessuno.»

"Sometimes I sit back and think 'how did I manage to catch a woman like you?' and then I remember your father arranged our marriage." Princess Kendra Baratheon had a privileged life. She lived in large castle, had pretty dresses and enjoyed long, hot baths. She didn't worry about where her next meal was coming from because they were served to her on silver trays. She didn't worry about the tax collector because she had a royal allowance. She didn't worry about the handsome and gallant soldiers of her father's Kingsguard. She was soon to be bartered off in an allegiance marriage. She also had yet to have her first moon blood and most importantly, she heard the whispers comparing her dark hair to that of her golden siblings. So being a Baratheon wasn't always so easy. Of course not every child was an exact replica of their younger brothers and sisters, and sure Kendra had the bone structure and beauty of a Lannister but she didn't have the blonde hair. To her Mother gold was the only colour that mattered. [PRE GAME OF THRONES - SEASON 1] [ONGOING] [GOT FANFIC AWARDS 2017: VOTED BEST OBERYN MARTELL FANFIC] *ALL GIFS USED ARE NOT MINE*

Viserys sogna un regno, una regina al suo fianco e degli eredi, a Dany basta che il fratello sia felice e che il drago non si risvegli... (Scritta nel 2014)

283 AC, Battle of the Trident. Rhaegar Targaryen kills Robert Baratheon, crushing the hopes of the rebel forces. Years of bloodshed follow, because the king's taste for revenge knows no boundaries. Houses Baratheon, Stark, Arryn, Tully and Greyjoy are slaughtered, only a few lucky ones outlive the mad king's wrath. King Aerys dies the following year, and Rhaegar is crowned king. His wife, princess Elia of Dorne, dies in childbirth. Soon afterwards, Rhaegar marries Lyanna Stark, who is held hostage in Red Keep. He claims her son, Jon, as his own and legitimizes him. Rhaegar's mother, Rhaella, gives birth to twins eight months after her husband's death. She refuses to return to Red Keep, residing at Dragonstone for the rest of her life. After her death in 301 AC, twins Daenerys and Viserys are sent to King's Landing. Difficult times lie ahead. Creatures of ice awaken from their sleep, threatening the king's peace. The royal family is not as strong as it appears. Lords wronged during the Robert's Rebellion seek revenge. However, the Targaryens are not the ones to give up. They are going to fight, as they always have. With blood and fire. Let the game begin. NOTE: If you haven't read all 5 Song of Ice and Fire books, this fanfiction may contain spoilers! I don't own any of the characters that appear in the original books.

A P H R O D I T E In which a Targaryen falls in love with something else he cannot have. ..... https://www.tumblr.com/blog/aphroditestoryasethetic