Login with Patreon

    0 Results in the "Stories" category


    • Chapter

      39.Tickling the Dragon39.Tickling the Dragon

      39.Tickling the Dragon Cover
      by Gladiusx 18th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The Light of the West, Casterly Rock "Lady Regent," came the reedy voice of a boy barely old enough to hold a sword, let alone summon her to anything of import. "The Small Council has convened. The Lord Hand asks if you mean to attend." Cersei turned her gaze upon him slowly, not hiding her distaste. It was a Lannister—or so they said. One of the lesser sorts. Tyland? Or was it Tylon? It hardly mattered. Another distant cousin from an endless line of distant…
    • Chapter

      39.Tears of Woe39.Tears of Woe

      39.Tears of Woe Cover
      by Gladiusx 4th Day of the 9th MoonEddard Stark Doing half an hour of meditation just before daybreak for nearly a moon had started showing surprising results. Ned felt his mind become clearer every following day as if a thin fog he had never noticed existed was gone. Even his patience and focus had improved, and he felt calmer despite the turbulent situation in King's Landing. Mastering his ability to warg proved far harder, however. There was this vague thing in the back of his mind, an odd feeling at the…
    • Chapter

      39.A Feast of Blood39.A Feast of Blood

      39.A Feast of Blood Cover
      by Gladiusx The night of 30th of October to 31st October, 1992Friday to Saturday The starry sky above Yorkshire was choked by clouds with the occasional flash of light followed by a groaning rumble so terrible as if the heavens themselves tried to swallow the earth. The raging storm quickly spread northward. The maternal unit of Saint James' Hospital was having a hectic evening, doubly so because the sole obstetrician in the facility was young and inexperienced, and a third of the staff was either ill or on…
    • Chapter

      38.Shadows on the Wall38.Shadows on the Wall

      38.Shadows on the Wall Cover
      by Gladiusx 25th Day of the 8th MoonThe Lord of Storm's End "This is an outrage!" For the first time Renly had seen, Pycelle was mad. The old, thoughtful man who looked ready to sleep at any moment was replaced with an energetic, frothing councillor so furious that spit flew with his every word. "Millennia of steadfast tradition will go down the drain if this is done!" "Let us not forget the cost, my lords," Bealish added, always the copper counter. "Training, recruitment, and transportation are not free;…
    • Chapter

      38.Alone in the Darkness38.Alone in the Darkness

      38.Alone in the Darkness Cover
      by Gladiusx 28th of October, WednesdayHarry Monster hunting is a dangerous endeavour, but if there's one advantage wizard folk have over magical beasts, it's preparation. Potions that make you quicker, or your mind-sharper, protective clothing, enchantments to neutralise or even reduce the danger, portkeys to get you out of sticky situations where you can't gather enough focus or magic to apparate–each advantage can save your life, especially in cases when you're venturing into the hunting business alone.At the…
    • Chapter

      37.The Follies of Youth37.The Follies of Youth

      37.The Follies of Youth Cover
      by Gladiusx 24th Day of the 8th MoonArya Stark, Winterfell Ser Roderick was incredibly strict, and so was Lyra. Neither even entertained the notion of allowing her training with a sword - even a small, arming one. Thus, Arya was stuck to her original plan - she had to master the bow and dagger to begin even pushing the idea. The dagger was not flashy or exciting enough, but the bow… The idea of taking down many foes from afar was just oddly appealing. A true master marksman had to be able to wield a bow…
    • Chapter

      37.Salt and Steel37.Salt and Steel

      37.Salt and Steel Cover
      by Gladiusx Disclaimer: I don't own HP, GOT, or ASOIAF. Would have finished the last two properly if I had.Edited by Bub3loka 14th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The Kraken's Daughter, Nagga's Hill Asha shifted her weight, and pain flared like fire up her right ankle. Her left leg had gone numb from standing too long, but the other was worse, smashed during the storm that sank most of her fleet and broke her pride in half. She clenched her jaw to tide her through the pain and leaned on her cane, breathing…
    • Chapter

      37.Riddles in the Dark37.Riddles in the Dark

      37.Riddles in the Dark Cover
      by Gladiusx 20th of October, TuesdayHarry It became increasingly difficult to swallow his frustration; not even his monotone training and studies provided any relief. Even the anticipation of becoming an animagus dwindled as no thunderstorm arrived, and he still had to religiously do the sunset and sundown chants until one appeared. The tedium had its way of sucking out the joy of things. Regardless, he was no closer to finding Riddle's diary than he was after the Malfoy summer gala. There were no clues besides…
    • Chapter

      36.White Winds36.White Winds

      36.White Winds Cover
      by Gladiusx 13th Day of the 11th Moon, 303 AC The King in the North, somewhere around the Neck. Even when pooling his mind and magic with Winter, Jon could feel the connection with Ghost and Bloodfyre fray as he flew southward. The bond still held, but it was like an old cobweb, stretched so thin that his mind struggled to pass through. In another hundred miles, he would no longer even feel their presence. Riding a dragon for days was a different affair from doing a short jaunt around Winterfell's hills.…
    • Chapter

      36.Rage against the Dying Light36.Rage against the Dying Light

      36.Rage against the Dying Light Cover
      by Gladiusx 18th Day of the 8th MoonJon Snow He awoke, fully rested. As usual, Val's bare form pleasantly clung to him under the thick furs. Being married… felt no different than before, but as time passed, Jon felt a sense of pressure on his shoulders, though that might have been because he had to lead over ten thousand men and women. Things were easy now, but Jon was all too well aware of how relentless and cruel the rising tide of darkness could be. At least his sleep had been good of late - or, as soon as…
    Note
    error: