Nothing Burns Like The Cold (Game of Thrones fanfiction)

Nothing Burns Like The Cold (Game of Thrones fanfiction)

  • WpView
    Reads 25,887
  • WpVote
    Votes 516
  • WpPart
    Parts 12
WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Feb 18, 20183h 0m
Jon finally spoke, breathless words wrapped in his deep Northern growl... "Will you have me, love?" "Yes..." ~~~ The angsty, slow-burn story of Jon and Daenerys. Plenty of inner dialogue & lusty angst building between Fire and Ice in this slow, deep burn of their off-screen/off-book journey. The story takes place in between scenes and episodes of Season 7, creating more substance and intertextuality to these characters' motives & interactions in their off-screen/off-book moments while staying faithful to ASOIAF/GOT canon. *I do not own any part of these characters*
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • silver serpent
  • Lost Souls
  • Chains on Fire // Daenerys x Reader
  • An alliance of ice and fire ( Daenerys Targaryen X Robb Stark)
  • In Fire and Snow|| ROBB STARK X OC
  • The Cloak (GoT JONERYS story)
  • The Son of Star and Snow
  • The Dragons Of Ice & Fire
  • THE MAD AND THE SANE | GOT
  • Game Of Thrones:Lady Blackthorne

A Targaryen Bastard's Rise to Power and Passion In the ashes of Daenerys Targaryen's fall, the world believes the Dragon Queen is gone forever. But in the heart of Volantis, whispers stir of a silver-haired warrior, born of blood and fire. Rhaelos, a bastard with nothing but his wits, scars, and the sharp edge of his blade, has fought his entire life to survive the pits. When fate leads him to the resurrected Daenerys, their paths intertwine in a storm of loyalty, betrayal, and forbidden desire. Daenerys sees in Rhaelos the raw power of survival, but the scars of slavery run deep, and Rhaelos refuses to bend the knee to anyone-even a queen. As old enemies rise, and the flames of war burn brighter, Rhaelos must choose between his desire for freedom and the pull of destiny that binds him to the woman who was born to rule. In a game of dragons, fire, and shadows, only one truth remains-serpents do not bow, not even to dragons.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines