Ramsaysnow cerita

You're a bastard Stark, but when Robb went off to war, you went with him; however, certain events lead to you meeting a certain bastard.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ᴊᴏɴ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇᴅᴅᴀʀᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ʀᴏʙʙ ʜᴀᴅ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇɴʟʏ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ʟᴀᴅʏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴋ ᴍᴀʀᴄʜᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴜᴛʜ 20 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ, ʜᴇ ᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏᴠᴇʀ 300 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏʀᴀɴɴɪᴄᴀʟ ʟɪᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜰᴀᴄɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴏɴꜱ?

[editing] "I don't want to be alone. I don't want to marry him." as she was sent off to marry just like everyone else. It didn't work in end

'SWEET ADARA.' So tell me what I need to do to get myself away from you, to keep myself from going down all the way, down with you. ( RAMSAY X OC ) ( ONESHOT for ANIMAL IMPULSES by luciangemini )

"You deserve a Lord, not a bastard." Jon's voice was raspy and made his sleep deprivation and exhaustion apparent. "Do I not get some say in what I deserve?" Rayne grimaced at the pain in her abdomen. The bed sank a bit as Jon sat down next to Rayne and gently brushed hair from her face. "You deserve gold and riches. Whatever your heart desires." He said barely a whisper. "I think I know what my heart wants." *I DO NOT OWN GAME OF THRONES OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OTHER THAN RAYNE*

(NSFW, TRIGGER WARNING: --MATURE CONTENT AHEAD-- Disclaimer: some readers may find this content disturbing or lewd. I ask that you keep in mind it is based off of the Game of Thrones series and may contain graphic content the some traders may find OFFENSIVE. I ask that if you are under the age of 16 that you refrain from reading this content. That being said, I hope that you will enjoy the story - keep in mind that this is an early draft, changes and edits will be made AND NEW PARTS WILL BE ADDED SOON) You find yourself running through the forest, being hunted by Ramsay and his men. Deciding not to kill you, he brings you back for winterfell. He has quite a fascination for you, but he can no longer resist the urge to take you for himself, regardless of wether you like it or not.

This is a fanfiction of mine about Ramsay Bolton and his biological mother. The story will be short and a little surreal, but we are in a fantasy so anything is possible. My idea is to develop the story after Ramsay has lost the battle of the bastards and has been imprisoned in Winterfell castle, he has resigned himself to the fact that he cannot free himself, but at a certain point a slightly distorted figure that looks like a fastama goes to him his mother? probable, and who knows how Ramsay will react to this discovery I don't know about their relationship in the past but I made up that Ramsay lived with his mother for the first 5\6 years of his life and then his mother took him to his father leaving him with Roose to give him a better life instead of that one. of a miller like her

As the Re-born God of Light strives to take the Seven Kingdoms, His bastard Daughter must face challenges that ladies of her age must face, But in most deadly circumstances indeed. She will be taken to a bastard of the North, With little sanity to show, He will use her until he falls for her, Then the game will begin. She will have supporters, Just like any candidate for the Iron Throne, But how many people will fall for her?

It all begins with a noise in the distance, when the unexpected happens and you find yourself captured by Ramsay Snow. Is he really as bad as everyone says he is? Or is there more to the bastard than meets the eye? *This is my first long story, i apologize if it's not the greatest however i hope some of you will like it!* Enjoy xo :)

Eleyna Twyne was raised in the Dreadfort with her twin brother after the deaths of their parents. Warped into a bloodthirsty assassin by the wicked minds of the Bolton's, Eleyna must redeem herself in order to gain the trust of those around her, including a particular squire, to survive the oncoming long night.

Gracelynn Tryell is sent forth as a prize for Ramsay Snow. Sent away from her family she is lost, but it wasn't just her.

hijo del norte, te has ido ¿por qué intentas volver? one-shot

"Mirror,tell me something,Tell me can a heart be turned to stone?"

For seven years, she has kept her feelings hidden. For seven years, his feelings have built up inside of him. She'll do anything to get back to him, but a Lady's place is where her Lord father tells her. He'd do anything to see her again, but he doesn't know where she is or who she really is. What they both don't realize is Westeros is full of dangerous things and dangerous people and anything can happen at any time.

If you think that this story has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention. Railey Snow is Eddard Stark's second born bastard. She has the same dark brown eyes as the other bastard in Winterfell, Jon Snow. Eddard's wife, Catelyn Stark, is not happy about this. When she is given the opportunity to send Railey away once and for all, she does not hesitate. Railey is send to the Dreadfort, to Lord Bolton. There she will meet the sadistic, violent and cruel Ramsay Snow, as most people say. Or will she find out otherwise... This is a Ramsay Snow / Ramsay Bolton fanfic I do not own Ramsay, but I do own Railey. All credit considering other characters goes to George R. R. Martin.

Everybody wants to rule the world.

"Winter is coming." "Our Blades are sharp." • start {7/6/19} end {n/a} ramsay bolton x oc all rights reserved

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)