A Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Yes, liefhe (love). It is from the Song of Ice and Fire book series, which is what the show is based on. My father was obsessed with the books. When he found out that I would be a girl, he convinced my mother to name me after the high-born girl turned deadly warrior. He said that an alpha’s daughter needed a fierce name.” Both Devin and I startle and Arya covers her mouth with her hand. She looks more surprised than anything. “Alpha’s daughter?” Devin asks, his voice full of questions.

"The reason I know about the Blood Shadow Pack is that... my friend was one of the women tortured and killed by Alpha Kestrel. Unfortunately, I have no way to prove it." Adding an imaginary "friend" whom Kestrel killed was probably the most idiotic idea I could come up with, but my nervousness and uncontrolled tears somehow made my story seem authentic. Tyrion sighed and stepped back. "I didn't want to upset you or frighten you… Just stick with me the whole time we'll be there. We will cut this visit short unless we find something we can use against this fucker."

"Shame. Lync loved that pepper Arya sipped at her tankard cautiously, between spoonfuls of pie still warm from the oven. Her father sometimes let them have a cup of beer, she remembered. Sansa used to make a face at the taste and say that wine was ever so much finer, but Arya had liked it well enough. it made her sad to think of Sansa and her fathe

"Alicia, stop talking like a little girl, the last thing I want right now is an argument with you. And I will tell you this again, don't get your hopes up though. I don't love Lyanna, it's revenge I am taking on her, do you understand." "Well, yes, and that is even a relief. At least I have hope I can win over your heart and it will be mine forever." "If I were you, I wouldn't torture myself with such an impossible goal." My heart is already for the same girl I hate, that innocent girl whose family destroyed and took away my happiness. I think. "Are you bathing, husband?" I hear her and my heart skips a beat as if I am doing something evil. She calls again but I don't respond.

His f‌in⁠gers‍ brushed along my j⁠a‍w, bef⁠ore gripping i‍t h‌ard enough to make my bo‌nes ache. “You t⁠hink you’re a pri‍z​e? A possession?” His eyes‌ b‌urned into m‌ine,. “Y‌ou’re w‍orse⁠ than that.‌ Y‍ou’re mine, Arya. An‍d the sooner you understand that, t‌he less it will hurt w⁠h⁠en​ I break you into exactly what​ I want.” The air in the c⁠ar f‌elt suffocating, my lungs r‍efus​ing to work

Prince Kohl grinned broadly as she opened the door, expressing excitement and love. Why don't you watch the games? I just want to watch you." They chuckled. "You know, it's disrespectful to the queen of the iron throne that you are here and I can't be there," he added. He gave her a hug, and they had a passionate kiss. They shared another kiss, but this time the atmosphere was strong, with two lovers' sexual thoughts and desires filling the room. They desired more. When Naomi pulled him over, their bodies were overcome with goosebumps after a burst of light passed through their heads. The kisses they exchanged travelled from the east to the west, then to the south and back to the north.

She pushed me, " We are about to have a child together. You have put his life in danger so many times. I wish you were dead. He is mine. Mine. " Fortunately, Alpha Kristian came to get her back to her chamber and I was able to go on my way. I didn't let her cruel words work on me because I knew that I would not cause any havoc in Alpha Tyrion's life. After this competition ends and the dangers flying his head are gone, I would leave him. The building almost black in color from the years of rain and no care, stared back at me. The garden which was now a ruin of something beautiful gave a haunted feeling. The air was colder here than the rest of the kingdom. Darkness and silence welcomed in th

She stopped in front of him close, the way the retreat suite had been close, the way every careful distance between them had gradually stopped being a distance at all. "Caspian." Her voice was steady. "I have a mother who calls twice a week and she knows I'm somewhere that makes her daughter sound different on the phone. More certain of something. She hasn't asked what yet because she's waiting for me to tell her." She held his gaze. "I have a thesis that has a third chapter built on a translation you did in two evenings because you saw I needed it. I have a best friend who is three doors from this room and is currently deciding what she feels about a man who left a book on her desk without

A tear slides down my cheek. “I used to think feelings were a weakness. That needing someone was dangerous. That love was a trap. And maybe it is, but I want to walk into it. You make me want things I never thought I deserve, mornings beside you, fights I don’t walk away from, family time with you and Vera. Marry me, Arya, not for the title, not for the ring but because I don’t know how to breathe without you anymore and I don’t want to try.” He opens the box, revealing the sparkling ring. Tears are already sliding down my face.

He begins again, “So you don’t get the wrong idea. So you don’t think this is some mistake on my part. Because i’ve thought this through, and i realized shes the one i’ve always wanted, Althea. Not you. It was never you.” Three years… and it was never me? “It’s over between us.” He says, “And for extra effect… i’ll tell you this. I Aaron Blackwood, reject you Althea Gray daughter of Stark Gray.