Aquiles llora la muerte de Patroclo y recuerda lo que su amado significo para el.

One werewolf changes the course of the Trojan War. I've been meaning to write this story ever since reading 'The Iliad for A-level Classical Civilisation, and Chaucer's 'Troilus And Criseyde' for A-level English.

Achilles walked into the throne room, eyes taking in the dead bodies of the Trojans scattered about. He focused on one body at the foot of the throne. Hector, Troy's greatest warrior, and king, bleeding out on the floor.

Te amo- Murmure en su hermoso cabello negro- Dioses, te amare hasta el último aliento de mi vida, incluso después Después de vivir ocho años luchando en el ejército Heleno, Aquiles se topa con un nuevo reto que puede costarle todo por lo que ha hecho, incluso su esperada inmortalidad. ¿Será capaz de dejar todo a un lado solo por amor?

Helen leaves Menelaus for Paris. The story shows Helen's journey from being a Spartan Princess to a Spartan Queen to a Trojan Princess. Be warned this includes *that* Theseus story. Helen centric, Helen/Paris & Lots of Hermione/Helen/Menelaus family time. Also the thing Paris is good at? It rhymes with ducking. The recent BBC Troy: Fall of a city influenced the story a bit.

Yet another retelling of the Trojan War cycle. Tired of those yet? But we all know there can never be too many. Let's try to approach it from the beginning. And... not disrespect the source material too much, if possible.

Penthésilée rend une étrange visite à Achille avant le combat...

Achilles and Patroclus share an unbreakable bond in The Iliad. But where did it come from? This story explores the bond the two share, from children until their deaths. In progress.

"Tomé su rostro entre mis manos para apartar aquel oscuro e incontrolado pensamiento que atormentaba con derrumbarme; su piel tostada por el sol hacía contraste con la mía, que era más oscura. Él era hermoso, adictivo y memorable". One Shot l Fanfic basado en La canción de Aquiles por Madeline Miller.

Not as depressing as the title will have you believe. Basically, Patroclus gets jealous; humor, angst and fluff ensues. Patrochilles.

¿Que pasaría si la historia de amor de Cassandra y Apollo hubiera sido un poco diferente? y si ese es el caso ¿que habría pasado? Esta no es la típica tragedia griega

I need no words from him to tell me I have no hope against him. No words to tell me how would rip me limb from limb to appease his fury. I need no words to tell me I am to die. The untold story of the prince of Troy and his unforgivable mistake.

Though honour and glory, as found on the battlefield of death, was worshipped, Achilles succumbs to the pride he holds deep within his heart, allowing it to consume his every action and drive forward into battle in rage and fury. (Rated T to be safe)

I'm not entirely sure what this is, but it was described as "a really bad acid trip" by my english teacher soooooo... Yeah, I'll just leave this here...

A snippet of Chapter Four in the (Song of Achilles) told from Achilles' POV.

Luego de la muerte de Patroclo, Aquiles encontrará también su camino hacia el Hades donde podrá volver a verlo.

USING CHARACTERS FROM MADELEINE MILLER'S "THE SONG OF ACHILLES": Achilles doesn't often take the time to reflect on what he has in Patroclus, but when he does, it both thrills and unnerves him.

Patroclus' death from Achille's point of view. (The Song of Achilles, I don't think it has a category on this site so I'll post this here, I guess?)

Patrochilles one shot

Cassandra knew what was going to happen. She always knew. As she watches the unavoidable happen, she realizes that maybe she can change her own fate. TW for suicide, canon-typical violence and descriptions of massacres.

As the city burns, Cassandra has one last thing to say to Apollo

A short writing from the point view of Achilles looking back at the development of Patroclus and him.

Enroute to their wedding in Troy, Andromache and her future husband begin to get to know each other.

Immortality has always been a c u r s e .

It was never about the war. —achilles