Historias de Witcher

Aylena of Cintra, The princess who holds unspeakable power. Her youngest sister, Cirilla of Cintra. Within the trees of Blackwood Forest, is where Aylena's love and destiny lies. The Witcher. Aylena go for the hunt, to find him. Taking bumps and people on the way. Aylena will always protect her sister until the day her powers give out and she passes.

I hated him. He used my most valuable secret and turned it into my weakness. I loathed him. There was no forgiving him after what he is, I might have been dragging it a bit. But it still hurt to know that he would actually do that to me. His own daughter. My own dad. Geralt of Rivia.

art is done by yakichou on deviantart Geralt of Riva/ jaskier dandelion. bxb just some one shots of our favorite Witcher and his bard. hope you enjoy.

At the House of Wolves, although Ned was last Surviving Stark during Robert's Rebellion... What if, another one had survives one that is far exceeded than Ned Stark himself

𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 ━━ ✧˖*. | ❝I'll sing your ears off.❞ | ✧˖*. Beryl is a mermaid, a dangerous creature known to feast on human flesh. She was safe with her people, but now she is suddenly left alone with no home because of war until she saves Geralt of Rivia from a selkiemore. ✎↷ Started: 03/22/2020 Finished: 04/06/2020 Edited: 04/13/2020 ❪ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿: 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲 ❫ Cover by salemdiablo

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While others crave adventure, Sandy Freign was happy to fit into society's stereotyped 'normal person'. Tragedy does that. It meant she could have a plan, a life, and nothing would interfere. However, her life, amongst the other twenty so students are turned upside down when the bus they were in, skids and plummets off a bridge into the frigid river. Sandy's life was supposed to end along with the others on-board, but instead, her life takes a 180 degree turn from normal to plain freaky. Their bus gets teleported to a strange fantasy world called Amorgania. Even stranger, they were expected. Not just by anyone, a werewolf, a hunter, a prince, a warlock and a witcher, all united on a quest to protect one human being immune to a dark form of magic. Tossed in a tumult of danger, romance, humour and fantasy, all Sandy wants to do is escape and go home. But with an evil foe or foes plotting to kill either one of the students on the bus, including possibly her..the task is easier said than done. This is indeed, one very strange tale. Take note: several character crossovers over multiverse take place here, no copyright infringement intended, and characters aren't bound in their series storylines. This is created for entertainment purposes only.

Velen is a harsh, nearly uninhabitable swamp full of hardships and nightmare-ish monsters of all shapes and sizes and this is the story of Ambra, a town deep in those swamps of Velen that becomes stricken in misfortune, a formidable beast whose very presence is a danger to the village without ever needing to step foot in it. They're in need of a monster slayer, a Witcher and after gathering up the coin the villagers look toward a young girl, a girl named Vesless, to travel to the neighboring town a long ways away to find one. She's as shy as she is reserved but with a frail mother to think of she slowly finds bits of strength to go on a journey to save her village, her mother and herself. But will she find enough strength to make it?

"i will show you the way to the town and tell you who we are." in which nynaeve provides all of you some plots that she is unable to write. cover by @stvrmhond

(100 years before Geralt's story. So it's the year 1112.) After being falsely accused of a string of murders, Heskar must solve who the muderer is before they strike again, all while being with child and guarding someone. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of The Witcher, this is purely a fanfiction. Started: May 17th, 2024 Ended: January 1st, 2025

"I'm a Witcher. I can't be here or there, but must coexist in the shadows to which I find my solace." Two Witchers. One Inquisitor. A lot of possible failures. A lot of possible successes. Welcome to Thedas.

Imagine dating Dandelion, Geralt, Vesemir, Eskel and many other

When a blizzard traps Geralt and Jaskier in a ruined mountain keep, survival quickly turns into something far more complicated-and far more domestic. With only a stubborn fire, two dwindling loaves of bread, and one mischievous goat for company, they navigate cabin fever, culinary disasters, and the slow, inevitable softening that comes from shared laughter. Between Jaskier's relentless cheer and Geralt's reluctant fondness, the storm outside begins to mirror the thaw within. As days blur into quiet nights, they talk of what life might hold beyond monster contracts and endless roads-of songs, stillness, and a cottage by the sea. And when spring finally comes, they carry with them the one thing that kept them alive through the cold. Endurance.

When a cursed djinn's poison brings Geralt to the edge of death, Jaskier makes an impossible trade - his voice for the witcher's life. In the heavy silence that follows, they set out together to undo the bargain, traveling across the Continent in search of the creature that stole Jaskier's song. What begins as a desperate quest turns into something deeper: a quiet love story told through glances, scribbled notes, and gestures in place of words. From accidental mimed obscenities to battles fought in perfect unspoken rhythm, they learn new ways to understand each other - until they finally face the djinn that bound their fates. But love, like music, always finds a way to be heard. And when Jaskier's first word returns to him at last - a single, trembling "Geralt" - it becomes the truest song he's ever sung.

When Geralt agrees to a "simple" contract near Oxenfurt, he expects a haunting, not a housekeeping job. Instead, he and Jaskier find themselves looking after an absent-minded sorceress's cottage-complete with enchanted cookware, flirtatious brooms, and a cat that may or may not outrank them both. Between spellbooks that sneeze, utensils with opinions, and one very intrusive blessing, domestic life turns out to be the strangest adventure of all. A lighthearted Witcher slice-of-life featuring soft chaos, accidental marriage magic, and one long-overdue kiss over breakfast.

Lilianna Freya Elaine Riannan, the daughter of Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannan and next Child of the Elder blood. Also has the same magic as Merlin. One day Lilianna goes to Gaius to live with him after her Kingdom fell and her mother died. (Takes place after Season 2) This is a Merlin x OC book. A Merlin/Witcher crossover. OC is the daughter of Ciri and has her powers.

Geralt percebe que há algo errado na floresta. Após uma batalha, reconhece um rosto amigo e, juntos, irão descobrir que sentem algo mais um pelo outro. Baseado nos personagens dos livros d'A Saga do Bruxo Geralt de Rívia, de Andrzej Sapkowski. Não possuo os direitos de nenhum personagem, todos os direitos reservados ao autor Andrzej Sapkowski. Créditos da imagem da capa: instagram.com/whitewolftales

A book of my OCs. I do not own any of the photos, or shows just my character and there story. Mentions of mental health in some of the ocs descriptions.

It began as a simple ballad - Jaskier's latest "masterpiece," meant to immortalize his favorite Witcher. But when The White Wolf's Lament sweeps across the Continent, turning Geralt of Rivia into the most accidentally famous man alive, things quickly spiral out of control. Now everyone from Oxenfurt taverns to Nilfgaardian courts is humming about Geralt's "silken sighs," and he can't walk ten paces without hearing his own legend badly sung back to him. Jaskier insists it's art. Geralt calls it torture. Between bards claiming to be ex-lovers, fan-made perfumes, and one goat named "White Wolf," Geralt hides in Kaer Morhen - until Jaskier shows up with new verses and old feelings. What begins as an argument over privacy becomes something deeper: a duet of love, laughter, and ink-stained hands - and maybe, just maybe, a kiss between verses.

Years after the wars and the wanderings, Geralt and Jaskier still walk the roads - not to hunt, not to flee, but simply because neither of them knows how to stop. There are no monsters left to fight, no contracts to chase. Just meadows, laughter, burned stew, and a long stretch of peace they never expected to earn. As they drift from festivals to campfires and finally back to Kaer Morhen, they learn what it means to stay - to share quiet songs, gentle teasing, and a love that no longer needs to hide behind duty or danger. The monsters are gone. The story goes on. And for the first time, the road leads home.