Asoiaf Stories

A modern soul awakens in the North, reborn not as a man, but as a Growlithe. Found with the direwolves, he must navigate the Game of Thrones using a minimalist System to evolve. But take heed: this is no typical Pokémon journey.

After her mother's death, Elaena Hightower is drawn into a political marriage with the heir to the Iron Throne. Duty is demanded, and love uncertain. Or perhaps, inevitable?

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.

(𝑎 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑐) When Robert Baratheon dies three days after the Trident, the realm does not mourn long. It cannot afford to. There is still a kingdom to run, a throne to fill, and a Lannister bride already promised. Roald Baratheon never wanted to be king. He wanted his brother alive. He wanted the Dornish match that had been arranged for him, the life that had been planned. Instead he gets a crown that doesn't fit, a council full of agendas, and a wife who looks at him like she is already calculating the distance to the exit. Cersei Lannister never wanted this husband. She wanted Jaime. She wanted the story she had written for herself since childhood. Instead she gets a man who is not Robert - not cruel, not drunk, not wandering - a man who comes to her door every night without fail and stays until morning, who builds glass houses in winter and calls it governance, who looks at her like she is the only interesting thing in a room full of interesting things. She finds this infuriating. She finds this, slowly and against every intention, something else entirely. This is the story of a marriage that neither of them chose, built year by year from argument and jealousy and five children and the quiet, stubborn faithfulness of a man who decided at the altar what he wanted and never once looked elsewhere - no matter how many ladies of the court arranged themselves in his path. The court whispers that the king never strays. Cersei already knows. She has the evidence every morning.

After living in poverty for most of her life, Rosalind McDaniels accomplished her dreams of success when she became a doctor, she then continued to live her life until it was tragically cut short. When she awoke, she discover that she was reborn in A Song of Ice and Fire, years before the Dance of Dragons and was know as the never-before-existing daughter of King Viserys I Taragaryen and Queen Alicent Hightower, Princess Lilyanna Targaryen. Or The story of how a modern woman must work her hardest to save the House of the Dragon from itself and all others that mean to do it harm. ⚠️G!P⚠️ *Disclaimer* I DO NOT OWN ANY THING ASSOCIATED WITH A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO GEORGE R.R. MARTIN

A feral Dragonlady kidnaps a depressed Targaryen Prince :Also posted in Ao3 HTTYD x HOTD

This will be a collection of one shots for characters!!! Feel free to request characters!!! #20 oneshotcollection 🏅 #2 aknightofthesevenkingdoms🏅 #10 asoiaf 🏅 #3 daeron 🏅

'𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑾𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? [ 𝒂 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 ] [ 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒅𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ]

❝How the most dangerous thing is to love.❝ [ LYONEL BARATHEON x OC ] [ A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS ] [209 AC - 240 AC]

"But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose." ― Anne Brontë All men must die. All roses must wilt. There is a streak of wildness behind steel eyes. Two distinctly Stark features, yet they belong to Anya Whent. A Southern lady born in the shadow of Harrenhal with the blood of the North running through her veins. Behind a fair face are a kind heart, a gentle soul, and a beast. A beast that takes a Hound to tame it. A bat disguised as a wolf. A man disguised as a Hound. ♞completed: January 2020♞ ♞editing: June 2022♞ Now an official Wattpad fanfic and featured in @WattpadGoT's "New Houses, New Names, New Story" reading list. [Highest Rankings] #1 in Sandor Clegane #1 in The Hound #1 in Game of Thrones #1 in A Song of Ice and Fire #1 in ASOIAF

Maegor Targaryen is the son of Daemon Targaryen and Lyanna Stark, born after his parents where only wed for a year Daemon was happy to have his wife be with child, he didn't wish to wed her. She was beautiful, yes. She came from a Great House and had a place of power if her father was to die without a son his titels would one day pass down upon his son. Daemon could not love his wife, who in turn was as cold as ice to the prince...... the only thing that could have maybe have been able to bind them truly together one day was their child, and so in the year 95 A.C they welcomed a child into the world, Daemon was more than happy when he heard Lyanna gave birth to a son but when he walked into the room all she was met with was blames, words of anger and the words of her husband who said she was nothing more than a whore who gave birth to a bastard. He would not claim the boy as his, he looked nothing like him..... the features he and his family shared? The features he held so high where not in their son, and so it was no son of his.

༻| 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈 |༺ ❝𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲.❞- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦-𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯. When fate intervenes and entwines the bastard spare daughter of Rhaenys Targaryen with the Rogue Prince. 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐲𝐬 (𝐎𝐂) | 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏| ── •✧• ── ⋆⋅༻✦༺⋅⋆ ── •✧• ── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 [𝟖 𝐀𝐮𝐠 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ~ ] ©ixfixite_ | 2024

𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 ! ⋮ ❪ 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘥 ❫ ↳ ❝ ──we have always been meant to burn together. ❞ -── ❪ fire & blood ❫ ── 𝘥𝘢𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘰𝘤 ❪ house of the dragon series x asoiaf ❫ ──────────── 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 | ©𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘆

House of the dragon X Winrina, aespa What if Rhaenyra Targaryen had a daughter, forced to be wed to the heir of house Stark? The story takes place after Aegon got the Iron Throne, it begins when Rhaenyra starts to search for allies (spoiler: Lucerys is already dead) ‼️‼️: the original events from House of the dragon will be altered to fit the story. It won't be centered on the real series, it will be centered on the main characters, so a lot of things that happened in the series/book won't happen here. The majority of the characters from Hotd will be mentioned, but there will also be some other idols

IN WHICH DAEMON TARGARYEN'S DAUGHTER CHOOSES THE GREENS. ( 14.05.26 ) ( oc x oc )

What a sweet delight it is to see the sun in your eyes. A breeze of joy that froze the moment, connecting our hearts. cover by @surfdoll

A Game of Thrones Fanfiction The dragons never died. House Targaryen still rules Westeros with fire and blood, and the Iron Throne remains beneath the shadow of dragons large enough to burn kingdoms in a single night. King Rhaegar Targaryen sits upon the throne, haunted by prophecy and dreams of a darkness rising beyond the Wall. Years ago, he shattered the realm by annulling his marriage to Elia Martell and marrying Lyanna Stark instead, uniting ice and fire in the birth of Prince Aemon Targaryen. But prophecy is a dangerous thing. Prince Aegon, son of Elia Martell and the lawful firstborn, gathers the support of Dorne, the Reach, the Lannisters, and the Faith of the Seven. Prince Aemon, reluctant and burdened by destiny, finds support in the North, the Vale, and the Riverlands. Caught between them are dragons, ambition, prophecy, and blood. And the realm begins to burn. As rival dragonlords tear Westeros apart in the long-feared Second Dance of the Dragons, ancient horrors awaken in the frozen North. While kingdoms fight over crowns, something far older than kings is rising beyond the Wall. In the end, the greatest threat may not come from dragonfire... but from the dead. "When dragons choose sides, kingdoms burn."

In another life, perhaps Lady Elya Wylde would have become the wife of Lyonel Baratheon. Instead, she became Lady Stokeworth. Years after their secret courtship ended, Elya arrives at the Ashford tourney trapped in a bitter marriage to a cruel husband, with only her sworn sword for company and far too much anger left in her heart. Lyonel Baratheon arrives unmarried, half-legend already, and still carrying the memory of a woman who never truly stopped belonging to him. Old wounds reopen quickly. So do old habits. And some loves, unfortunately, survive everything.

°°° This story tells the tale of Daevollae Waters and his journey burdening the weight of being a bastard, trying to become a knight, and the terrors he calls dreams. °°°

Princess Viserra Targaryen had grown in the shadow of the Faith of the Seven, raised to be pious by her mother, she spent more time in the Royal Sept than any other part of the Red Keep. Breathing its teachings down her throat more than the air in King's Landing, until she suffocated. But she did it with no complaints, never any fight in her. A perfect daughter, a perfect princess, the opposite of her namesake, her mother would make sure of that. But the blood of the dragon still runs in her veins like the rest of her family, tempered down it may be, it was there. And dragons were creatures of greed, according to common folks tales, greedy, hoarding, beasts who would rather burn nations down than let a single treasure that catches their fancy slip by. So when her interest locks onto her uncle, Prince Baelor, the Hand of the King, the Heir to the Iron Throne. Everything she was never supposed to want. She is torn between her devotion to her mothers faith, its teachings, everything she's ever known. And her desire to have him all to herself. ⤷ ゛Baelor Targaryen x OC ˎˊ˗ [AKOTSK]