Gameofthronesfanfiction Stories

Janna had found him that day hacking mercilessly at a tree's trunk, tears pouring from his Tully blue eyes like the rain from storm clouds. His face was twisted into a picture she wished she'd never have to see again, she feared that if she saw it again she might die of a broken heart. Robb Stark/OC

they say that when a targaryen is born, a coin is flipped and all the world stops. for in that single, fleeting, moment the fate of the world lies in that childs' hands. who lives, who dies - everything - can be made or broken by their shrill screams. cities conquered, and dynasties toppled at their minuscule fingertips. it was a folly, ridiculous, that the lives of so many were bound to blind luck, but the name targaryen bred power, and it was to targaryen whims, wants and luck that westeros bowed. forever destined to serve fire. however, the odds of this arrangement were stacked, for something far more sinister than fire ran through their blood - a curse of hereditary insanity pulsated through their veins, biding its' time as it waited, poised to strike any child that dared enter a targaryen womb. and, when valeria, aerys and rhaella targaryens' fourth and final child was born, ending her mother's life upon the very second that she strayed from her womb - fate, never one to divert from this o' so twisted tradition, flipped a coin. but as robert baratheon's rebellion spread like wildfire to each and every corner of the cruel continent that was westeros - a destitute, desperate, and newly homeless pack of three young targaryen fugitives were forced to flee across the narrow sea, as far away from the fateful blade of robert baratheon's infamous battleaxe as possible - and the fate of coin, was forgotten... arya stark x targaryen fem oc game of thrones s7-8 au part of the WILD AT HEART series

You are the daughter of Khal Drogo and Daenerys Targaryen and set sail to Westeros to reclaim what's rightfully yours. Everything goes according to plan until you meet Jon Snow. You never anticipated that you'll fall in love with him and in doing so, you loose many things that you never thought you ever will.

Ramsay Bolton is very good at flaying. When he attacks a village, he knows he will find more victems to flay within it. But he didn't think he'd find, locked in a tower, a little girl becoming a monster. As a victory over her mother, and her father, who'd called himself king, Ramsay Bolton carries the girl out of the tower, lifts her onto his horse, and looks at her scarred, rough face. "You may be the only one who will ever thank me for flaying them," he told her. The girl knew heartache and loneliness, and all bad things in the world. She knew inprisonment, abadonment, and now grief. "I might," the little girl said. Shireen Baratheon was not afraid. (Game Of Thrones and all it's characters, settings, and places belong to George R.R. Martin/HBO. I own nothing besides that which i make with my own imagination)

Y/N Baratheon, the most gentle and good person alive. Sansa Stark, the most innocent and pretty girl in the Seven Kingdoms. Daenerys Targaryen, the most fearless and beautiful woman in the world. Your heart loves the dragon and the wolf. I do not own any of the characters. Game of Thrones season 1-8.

Arya is a Spy, that Gendry needs help from. (Currently a One Shot with no future plans to expand) I do not own the characters, this is simply a piece of fanfiction.

So, this is going to be all over the place. It's going to be a dump of my ideas related to Game of Thrones, whether it's one shots, preferences, modern AU's. The whole lot. (heads up: probably a lot of Theon x Robb)

Winter is coming and the whole of House Stark knows it, but none know it as the eldest Stark daughter does. Lyon Stark belongs in the north as much as the snow itself does, yet she herself is not as northern as her family may think. Only Catelyn and Eddard Stark know the truth about their golden haired daughter and of the blood she does not share with the Warden of the North. When Lyon's father, Lord Eddard Stark, is named the new Hand of the King, Lyon and her sisters must follow their father into the claws of the lion's domain. Lyon must play the game of thrones, and she must learn to win if she wishes for her family to live.

Rhaenyra Baratheon is Joffrey's older sister. When King Robert brings his family to Winterfell, she learns that she is betrothed to Robb Stark, destined to be Lady of Winterfell. But it all changes when Eddard is accused of treason. This is Rhaenyra's journey to find her true destiny and her true self. If any of you want to send me anything, here's my mail: esther.xxi.author@gmail.com Disclaimer: Rhaenyra is my original character, almost all other characters belong to George RR Martin and HBO. THe plot of this story not necessarily follows the book or the show. All rights reserved, all ideas written on this story are original and have never been used before.

What if events in Game of Thrones never happened? What if some of our favorite heroes turned into our most hated vilians? The Days of the Dragons is one different path our favorite characters could have taken. All characters belong to George RR. Martin, I'm just writing something different for my favorite characters:)

Summary: You are around Brans age, your home was destroyed and you are the last of your name. You end up growing fond of Bran after spending some time in Winterfell after the battle of the bastards, and you share with Bran that you've been having nightmares. Warnings: none just fluff :) miscellaneous: This is my first story i wrote on here!! Suggestions are open i do Game of thrones, and pretty much anything, queen, motley crue, led zepp, any rock band :)

A Game of Thrones fan fiction that isnt based around the events in the show but in the past.

Brienne has fulfilled her promise; she has returned Jaime Lannister safely to King's Landing. Once their endeavours on the road together are over, what will become of their friendship, and anything else blossoming between them? With Cersei watching like a predator stalking its prey, Brienne doesn't feel safe. Out of her depth, she has yet to experience the games that are played in the Capital, ones that swords and strength cannot defeat. Yet some thread continues to pull her towards the Kingslayer regardless of danger, one that she cannot sever or break away from. Cover photo credits: https://briennexjaimex.tumblr.com/

What happens when you die? What path in the forest do you choose? (One shots taking place after a Characters death on the Show) 4/90

Part 2 of "Fire Melts Ice", which is my idea of how Season 8 will pan out. Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen, having just confirmed their feelings for each other, arrive back at Jon's childhood home of Winterfell. Now they have to face the coldness of the Lords and Ladies while planning the Great War that will decide the fate of everyone they love. Who will survive? And who will win the battle that the entire series has been leading up to, the Night King or the Daenerys and Jon's army?

This is a collection of Game of Thrones drabbles, imagines, one shots and headcanons that I wrote on Tumblr

Rhaego didn't die. Curses and prophecies aside, our dragon babies were still hatched in Drogo's funeral pyre.... Basically, everything in this story is the same as how it happened in the show, except for the fact that Daenerys had her son along with her for the ride. Mostly anyway. I mean, it's not like he tagged along when she flew off on Drogon and was captured by the Dothraki. Other characters dead in the show may also show up eventually too... I'm not entirely sure of how quick/slow time passes in the show, so I made Rhaego be five (almost) at the beginning of this story, even though it starts at the beginning of season 7. This is my first GoT story. Ever since that horrid final season, I couldn't just let my ideas sit in a folder on my laptop. I've had sooo many ideas since season 7. This is only one of them. I'm simultaneously writing like five different stories at once. For now though, this will be the only one I will publish, since it's the first idea I had and the one I've written the most for. The others will come eventually. I just want to add more to them all first. I hope you all like this. It's much more positive and lighthearted than what we've gotten from the show. It's sort of been my therapy. There will (hopefully) be weekly updates every Monday. If not, the latest will be every 2 weeks, but I'll make sure to let y'all know if there will be a delay longer than that. Dialogue in italics and underlined is the character speaking in either Valyrian or Dothraki! The first line of dialogue will tell you which one it is.

Amora Baratheon and Elaerya Targaryen have gone to hell and back. One fights for the throne and the other fights to put her sister on the throne. Who will succeed? Who will die trying? Who will survive the Game of Thrones?

Cersei and Jaime have made it to the boat, but the path to a new life together will not be easy. Can they forgive each other and move forward for the sake of their unborn child? Excerpt from ch 6: Cersei's voice cut through his thoughts. "You would have left even if I hadn't threatened to kill you." He detected the sadness in her voice that she was trying to mask. Still, he didn't deny it. "I made a vow." "A vow to our enemy. Just as you did all those years ago." "If you mean the Stark girls that was years ago and I didn't expect them to be found alive." "The Stark girls. The fight against the dead. Do you think I did not notice the common factor in both?" "The common factor? You mean that I wish to be a knight actually worthy of the name?" "No. Her." "Her?" "Yes her. If she or rather it, can be called that." His stomach dropped. He was glad Cersei was still facing away from him. for he feared what reaction he was showing right now. In as steady a voice as possible, he asked "She?" as though he did not already know of whom his twin was referring to. "That ugly cow. Brienne. Reviews keep me going!

In Westeros there is a game. A game where you win or you die- there's no middle ground. The games rules are simple. They have guidelines. Loyalty means nothing. Honesty means death. Mercy means weakness. Love means betrayal. And trust means the end. Erika Baratheon is about to learn the game- how's it really played. The Lioness has devised a plan to kill the stag. The Wolf has questioned the Lioness' cubs legitimacy. The realm belongs to Erika. The Queen knows that. Her son won't able to be King if so. The Queen will use anyone and anything against Erika. She needs to protect her twin sister: Cassana. Cassana is her. They are one. They are bound by blood. The Queen hates her firstborns. She loves her Golden children. Her raven haired beauties she despises. They are the embodiments of Lyanna Stark. Disclaimer: All characters except for Cassana II Baratheon and Erika Baratheon belong to George R.R. Martin. Author's note: The story correlates with season one.