Arryns: As High as Honor Altair: OUR ONLY DISHONOUR IS IN FAILURE. Once in a century event on earth leads to the soul of a formidable Doctor (in making) reincarnating into the heart of Westeros. A land steeped in honor, tradition, and treachery. But this time, destiny takes an unexpected turn. The soul that awakens belongs not to a noble knight or a chivalrous lord, but to a man forged in the crucible of ice and fire. In “Giant Falcon” the game of thrones takes a chilling turn. The most honorable house becomes the harbinger of change, and the echoes of Altair’s bloody footsteps reverberate through the annals of Westeros FYI MC not a good person, period. Huge R18 Warning R*pe In*est G*re Tor*ure and Lemons.....honestly don't read if you have a soft stomach. slight time adjustment A/N: I don’t own the rights of this novel or the characters of the Series. This is my first fanfiction. English is my second language and I'm still learning it, so don't expect the most impeccable writing from me. I had this idea for a while and I wanted to bring it to life, so I started writing. I appreciate any helpful feedback. Also, again I don't own anything except my own MC and I don't want to offend any party. This is just for entertainment. enjoy~
THIS IS NOT MY STORY! Story was written by "Katie Macpherson" on fanfiction.net. If you have complaints comment and I'll take the story down! The reason for the 'transfer' is that I find it easier to read on Webnovel than ff, so I wanna read it here. Havent read it yet, dont know if its good. Synopsis: Lily Potter's life was tragically cut short by Voldemort's wand. But what if it didn't end there? What if she was given a chance to continue fighting in a different land, a land which is vastly different and also very similar to ours. From a lion to a trout...Westeros is not ready for the coming of Lily Evans
[ASOIAF] [Posting here to spare Kagetane0ko and any other thieves the effort of stealing the rest] He sometimes had the occasional, very vivid dream wherein he traveled to strange worlds and had bizarre adventures. This could well be one of them, if only for the irony. Given the possibility that every lucid dream was actually long-range astral projection or parallel incarnation, he had no qualms about treating this world as real. Of course, he could also be wrong. Wouldn't that be something? If nothing else, though, his new family won't take quite the same amount of work to salvage as his previous one. [Brandon Stark Self Insert]
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This will be basic fanfic. meaning I won't stray too far from canon. Far enough but not too far. How far? Go and find out. Anyway my creative juices are at an all time low and decided to create a new fanfic in my alt email. I will be picking those up soon, but not at the moment. This will be fast pased but not too fast that I end up typing 'they fought like legends and then the MC won' no... uhk gross. The only thing legendary about that is how fast it was. There will be no magic on this one. I'll leave those shenanigans to the red priest and wood witches. This will be an OP MC, slapping bitches left and right. he won't be too good or too evil nor will he be a disgusting pig who wants to fuck every pussy he sees. Swords! Spears! Shields and Mailed Fist! Let your steel do the talking! Heavily inspired by 'A knight's tale'. As painful as reading that fanfic is due to the grammar, I still liked it.4.9
A man finds himself inexplicably transported to Essos, armed with powers he cannot comprehend. He plans to explore this familiar yet dangerous realm with a new friend he meets along the way, all while trying to stay alive as best as he can. However, he soon becomes entangled in the chaos of Dothraki raids, slave revolts, the formation of a new nation, and even the unintended emergence of a religion centered around him. If you wish to support me check out my patreon.com/IllusiveoneWhen a modern Englishman dies in a car crash and finds himself in asoiaf, he gets the shock of his life. Forced into an impossible situation, he's armed with only his wits and knowledge of things to come. Will he fall into despair or forge his own destiny? A self-insert fanfiction. Chaps every day and a Bonus Every 100 Stones This story was made by LuciusOctivus you can find him at https://www.fanfiction.net/u/9306830/LuciusOctivus I'm just reposting with his permission
Not expecting a tragedy, Alex's happy life comes crashing down. Offered a new chance at life, he takes it with one goal in mind. To live the life that was taken too soon. His wish granted, under the promisse of his service to the gods. First world: GAME OF THRONES Second world: ****** *** **** ********* disclaimer: I own nothing :p
Viserra successfully seduces Baelon and has a son. However, she gets what she wants if all turns out to be a poisoned chalice for her. This is the story of her son Maekar Targaryen (SI) who dances through the Game of Thrones. ---------------------------------------------------------- This story is written by 'Leonelfallen'. I've seen someone posting one chapter a week . So I'm posting all the chapters . If the original author sees it and wants me to remove it , please contact me and I'll do so gladly.
Jinx awoke, his mind buzzing with memories of a life left behind. Reincarnated as the youngest bastard brother of Viserys and Daemon, he felt an inexplicable urge to break free from the shackles of his royal lineage. Ignoring the expectations that came with his birth, he embarked on a journey into the unknown, beyond the familiar maps of Westeros. Through treacherous seas and uncharted lands, he sought to carve his own path, to make his mark on history in a way that was uniquely his own. With each step, he felt the weight of destiny lifting from his shoulders, replaced by a sense of liberation and purpose. Jinx embraced the challenges that lay ahead, eager to discover what awaited him beyond the boundaries of the known world.
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Merlin manages to win the holy grail war and makes his wish, but when if comes to magical objects and wishes, there is always a trick behind their meaning, and Merlin will find out one way or another. (Merlin is based mostly on his FATE version, but also takes from TV Show and the Arthurian Legends) (rating mature because this is Westeros)ALL CHARACTER AND SETTING RIGHTS BELONG TO HBO. THIS IS A FANFICTION just for those who would love to save Queen Rhaenyra from the brutal fate that awaits her. Join Rhea on her journey as she attempts to alter the course of events. Rhea Cole's eyes were glued to the screen as she watched the latest episode of House of the Dragon. She had always been a die-hard fan of the Game of Thrones franchise, and this prequel series was no exception. But as she watched the events unfold, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. She knew what was coming - the tragic fall of Rhaenyra Targaryen, her favorite character. As she drew closer to the TV to get a better look at the glitchy screen, a strange sensation washed over her. The room began to blur and fade away, replaced by a vivid landscape of rolling hills and towering mountains. Rhea stumbled backward, disoriented, and found herself standing in the middle of a bustling market square. People in medieval clothing hurried past her, speaking in a language she didn't understand. But as she looked down at her hands, she saw that they were no longer her own. They were smaller, paler, and adorned with intricate dragon-scale jewelry. A figure approached her - a woman with long, curly brown hair and a warm smile. "Rhaenerys, dear, what are you doing here?" she asked, eyeing Rhea's confusion. Rhea's mind reeled. And soon she realized that she had somehow become Rhaenerys Targaryen, daughter of Saera Targaryen. She was now a part of the world she had only ever known through screens and pages.
Magic and Death came to me and asked a favor. Bring back balance to a world. Bring back magic and fee the dead who are being forced to rise again. I've never been one to abandon my friends in need. Now, I've got to feed some big dragons, dodge war from around every corner, and enemies willing to slaughter thousands. It's an ugly chair, too, what is wrong with this place?