The Winter Beauty - A Game Of Thrones Fanfic
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  • Reads 1,906
  • Votes 66
  • Parts 9
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Jan 27, 2019
Mature
"тнє тнιηgѕ ι ∂σ ƒσя ℓσνє"

In the North, the howling winds of change echo through the halls of Winterfell and the Winter Beauty has come of age. Rayna of House Stark, eldest daughter of Lord Eddard Stark, has become a woman. With the spectre of marriage looming over her head, her life as she knows it, is threatened. But the King rides for Winterfell, with only one intention; for her father and family to ride South. 

The Southern air is laden with lies and deception, all climbing the ladder of power. It quickly becomes clear to Rayna  that the danger facing her family is not a marriage, but the game of thrones. And in the game of thrones, you win or you die.

There is no middle ground.
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4 parts Complete Mature

Lyanna Stark lives and is married to Jaime Lannister after the rebellion. The rare pairing no one knew they needed. * The solemn, quiet girl he met the day before their wedding did not match up with the stories he'd heard of the she-wolf of Winterfell. His little wife's wild looks seemed somewhat strange when paired with her subdued personality. She spoke clearly but quietly, and though she repeated her courtesies, if a little coldly, she did not smile, nor did those words sound natural from her mouth. She was her brother Ned in every respect, solemn, serious and reserved. And it didn't suit her one bit. "Just count yourself lucky I won't put up the same fight for you that I did for him," She tossed her hair slightly, dark curls dancing in the warm candlelight, an old, proud defiance that was clearly familiar to her returning. It suited her better than the dead shell she had been up until this point. Jaime said nothing. He didn't doubt for a moment that this woman had put up a hell of a fight. * Word count: 59,266 (only four chapter but they're long!)