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A Bastard's Prey #Wattys2017

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The Boltons have always been as cruel as they are cunning, but this one seems a beast in human skin...
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"Why not kill me, put an end to my annoyance if you think so low of me," she suggested, her voice soft, and a small smirk formed over his lips. "We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours, sweet Melina, and it just so happens my demons have chosen to play with you."All Rights Reserved

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𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀, sandor clegane by user84754384

Serena raises her hand, though trembling, to gently lift the lock of hair that conceals the Hound's horrible burns. He closes his eyes, bracing himself for the cold sting of judgment, but instead, he is surprised by the warmth of her fingers. Her touch, like a caress, traces the scars, exploring each mark with tenderness. It's a sensation entirely new to him, far from the brutality and violence he has always known. (sandor clegane x serena stark) game of thrones

Guarded ⚔ Sandor Clegane by redbrickwalls

"You take pleasure in killing?" Freya inquired. "And you do not?" Sandor countered. "I do not." Just as Freya turned to leave, she added, "You ought to be more honest with yourself, Clegane." This story follows Freya Blackthorne, a pragmatic woman who never lingers in one place for too long. She fights and kills only for coin, caring little for the tangled web of politics. One night, she crosses paths with a pair of men-one a small, keen-eyed fellow who is intrigued by her fighting prowess and seeks her protection. Freya sees this as an opportunity. Yet, upon her arrival in King's Landing, she finds herself drawn to another. Their encounters are filled with frustration and annoyance, sparking tension at every turn. The journey of their hearts will test the boundaries they've constructed, revealing whether two fiercely independent souls can find solace in each other-or whether their defenses will ultimately keep them apart. ------ This story is a slow burn and will also follow the Game of Thrones TV show, with some changes to the plot lines. I do not own any rights to Game of Thrones or its characters and scenes. I only own the characters I create.

Figure You Out / Jory Cassel / Rieka Stark (2.11) by rissarosewrites

Rieka Stark was a hard girl to figure out. But could she figure out how to survive the capital? 🐺 "I could love you with my eyes closed, kiss with a blindfold, figure your out. I might hold you with my hands tied. " ⚔️ Any explicit content is between fictional consenting adults Most characters belong to grrm

I Could Keep You Safe | Leanor Clegane | ASOIAF/GOT Fanfiction by WickedTheRedHorse

Sandor Clegane had a sister, two years younger, who was not murdered as a child by Gregor but survived and made it to Casterly Rock. Leanor is surprisingly kind, tactful and utterly dauntless - having spent her childhood in a house of horrors, what else could possibly scare her? Certainly not the spiteful daughter of Lord Tywin... * For as long as she could remember, Leanor knew to stay away from her brother Gregor. He was the shadow over her whole life; the village children ran away when they saw him, as he was known to be free with his fists, a cruel bully they could do nothing against no matter how many complaints their parents made to Ser Willem. Even the dogs wouldn't go anywhere near him, expecting a vicious, unwarranted kick. Whenever Leanor knew she had caught his attention, a dull sense of dread overcame her. Most of the time he would just swing at her, either laughing when she fell and cried out, or cursing if she dodged and quickly ran away (something she got increasingly good at doing). He could scarcely be bothered to ever chase her, she was simply something convenient to lash out at. But she was terrified of her brother, and she knew Sandor was too; he just showed it by being angry and lashing out himself. Not at her, though. Never at her. Where Sandor fought back, Leanor learned to melt into the shadows, to pass unnoticed without attracting any attention. Out of sight, out of mind. And when she couldn't avoid being noticed, she made herself as unobtrusive, polite and mild-mannered as possible, so as not to raise his ire. * A fun what-if that was never meant to be published but ran away with me. Word count - 12,575

The Natural Queen, j.Lannister by Wilson_1013

Layarah Targaryen. She lived in the North for her own safety after her father and mother died and the end of her family reign. Her time in the North wasn't pleasant. Terrible of thing have happened to the girl which she tried to forget but she couldn't. She wasn't able to pick her clothes, the way her hair is styled or what she ate. She was tired of being controlled and not having anything to say all because she was a woman. But then she was married off to a Lannister. A snarky, golden Lion. Jaime Lannister. Layarah hated to Lannister's after everything the family had done to hers. Yet once she met and had gotten to know Jaime not the Kingslayer but Jaime Lannister she had quickly fallen in love with the Lord. When the Days grew the more she realized she needed to make a change in the world. She was going to regain her throne back. And become the Natural Queen she was destined to be. So she needed to be careful with how she played the Game of Thrones knowing every steps can be the cause of her death. "I'm afraid." Jaime spoke. Layarah furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Jaime looked at her facial expression and sighed. He wanted her to understand that the Jaime who she was married to was gone, he wasn't that man anymore. The man who she fought for when he was gone, the man who she craved, the man who she loved. He was gone. "Afraid of what?" Layarah asked softly. She placed her palm on Jaime's cheek caressing it. Jaime looked down to the ground embarrassed. He wanted to please her and so much more but he just couldn't. "You'd realize you loved me more with my hand." Layarah stared blankly at her husband. She never could stop loving him even if she tried. He was the love of her life, even if she didn't realize it yet. Layarah let out a laugh. Jaime stared at her blankly, he didn't know what was so funny. EDITING Season 1-8

Little Runaway / Willas Tyrell (2. 10) by rissarosewrites

Rieka Stark was offered an out at High garden and she wanted to take it. But was she in too deep with the Lannisters to ever escape the capital? 🐺 "I know its been hard. You keep trying your best but you're falling apart." 🌹 #1 in #willastyrell on 10/1/24 🥰 #1 in #sandorclegane on 10/1/24 Most characters and rights belong to grrm

Bloodlines - A Game Of Thrones Fanfiction by hauntingem

Rhaenara Storm, the bastard daughter of Robert Baratheon, is thrust into leadership as the Lord of Storm's End, wielding her unparalleled blacksmithing skills and the ancient Valyrian sword Stormbringer. Meanwhile, Ryon Sand, the secret son of Oberyn Martell, navigates the deadly politics of King's Landing under the guise of a sellsword. As old alliances crumble and new threats arise, these two bastards must carve their own paths in a realm teetering on the edge of chaos. Unedited

THE BLOODS OF BOLTON | GAME OF THRONES by AMBrossart

❝SHE'S GOT A SICKNESS, THAT ONE. IT'S IN HER BLOOD. SCARY TO THINK WHAT SHE'LL BE LIKE WHEN SHE'S FULL GROWN. IF THE GODS ARE GOOD, SHE'LL DIE BEFORE THAT.❞ In the North, there are whispers of a cruel and sickly girl lurking in the Dreadfort. Her skin is as pale as snow and her eyes are colder than winter itself. Her name is Drucilla Bolton, and she's the youngest daughter of Roose Bolton, Lord of the Dreadfort. She keeps knives like a little girl keeps dolls and roams the castle in the dead of night, haunted by visions of a flayed man, tortured by guilt. And yet, as terrible and frightening as she is, there are whispers of another, one worse than her. A beast in human skin. A monster with a charming smile, capable of unimaginable violence. He hunts the Dreadwoods with his vicious pack of hounds and his pet Reek. He is Roose Bolton's bastard son, and he's determined to take his rightful place as the true heir of House Bolton. Fantasy Drama/Horror - Rated M - © AMBrossart

Until We Meet Again❄ (Sandor Clegane) Game Of Thrones (Wattys2019 Nominated) by WhisperingHaze

"killings the sweetest thing there is." Sandor Clegane The Crows were made to sweep floors, cook dinner, tend to Lords and Lady's until one day when a sword was swung and an arrow shot, changed the way they were treated in Winterfell forever. Now Lady and Ser, The Crows were the noblest Knights in Winterfell, caring for the Stark children and their folk but when sent to Kings Landing, everything collapsed and one Crow flies away with one of the most feared men in the whole of Westeros; The Hound. Throughout her journey she will experience death, jealousy, heartache, happiness, love and destruction all around her as she does what she can to protect the ones she loves the most. This story will look at most events that occur in the TV series with my own characters adapting within the environment. Warning: This fan-fiction is based off the TV show Game of Thrones (it will not follow the whole plot directly as there will be obvious character changes). All Rights are Reserved except for two of my own characters, Archie and Alianora Crow and their family and background. Violence, sexual content (smut) , strong language, and/or other mature themes are portrayed throughout so please read on with caution. Enjoy. x

Seven Dreams One Kingdom by mandzipop

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Guarded ⚔ Sandor Clegane cover

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𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀, sandor clegane

Serena raises her hand, though trembling, to gently lift the lock of hair that conceals the Hound's horrible burns. He closes his eyes, bracing himself for the cold sting of judgment, but instead, he is surprised by the warmth of her fingers. Her touch, like a caress, traces the scars, exploring each mark with tenderness. It's a sensation entirely new to him, far from the brutality and violence he has always known. (sandor clegane x serena stark) game of thrones