A Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I am playing a very dangerous game here, Alessio. I’m doing whatever it takes to get close to him." Alessio looked away, his jaw clenching as a dark, biting sarcasm coated his words. "Gaining Draco’s trust? By acting as his sex slave? Open your mouth and legs for him." The words hit me like a physical blow, burning my skin hotter than any fire. I glared at him, stepping into his personal space, my eyes flashing with unadulterated fury.

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

“Someone has to.” Elior exhaled slowly. “And you think that someone is you.” She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she stepped closer, the air around her shimmering with raw energy. “I was the only one willing to see it for what it was. We keep fighting, breaking, bleeding, all for a throne that should never have existed in the first place. But now, we can shape something better.” Bram scoffed. “And I suppose you already have a plan?”

“Calling them from my phone? Do you really think they are so naïve that they wouldn’t recognize that it isn’t my voice?” “Who said I’ll be the one to call them?” I let out a chuckle. “You will bring them here. For me.” He shakes his head. “No way.” I shrug. “Well, I have my own ways.” I take a few steps back and turn around. “Take him to our car, we are riding him to the torture chamber. Many people have experienced slow deaths there.” As I reach the door and hold the knob, I hear Kylo scream. “No, wait!”

POV: DALIAH "Let me go!" I scream, my voice filled with desperation and anger, directed at whoever has a tight grip on my shoulder. As I turn to face my captor, shock courses through my veins, for it is none other than Dylan, the son of the Alpha — my secret crush and the one I was destined to be with. "You will be punished for what you've done. Do you even comprehend who Eunice is?" His fingers constrict around my neck, cutting off my air supply, and my vision blurs. "She is My Luna."

**Alpha Cannon's POV*** Seeing Roxanne so quiet only spiked up my anger. This marriage should never have taken place from the very beginning. But it did despite my disapproval. And now she dares to cheat on me? I had a mate but had to take a drastic decision all because of Roxanne and her family. I looked down at the guy Roxanne had been cheating on me with, who looked so familiar. “Aren't you, Tyrion the beta of Nightshade pack?”

Entering the living area a little while later, they found Jaime, Ace, Kass, Marcus,Royd Grace, Lydia, and Sansa. The smell of Onyx and Tasha’s combined scents seemed to hit everyone at once, because they were all smiling—even Sansa, despite that it was fake.

Ruben snarled, “a woman dares talk back to me. I should have known you were the one who poisoned my daughter, feeding her lies and making her a stubborn wife instead of a submissive one. Now, because of you, my plans have been ruined. The pup I groomed…” Myra’s blood boiled as Jorah whispered, “He is trying to get to you, Myra; don’t let him,” her mind raging with anger even as The healer speaks, his eyes fixed on the alpha with a deathly stare filled with hate. “You insolent healer, you’re nothing but a mere omega, yet you dare look at me? I’ll have your head for the disrespect you’ve shown,” he snarled, and Myra couldn’t hold it any longer, charging forward just as the Red Dawn guards circ

“She’ll be your number one fan.” Arya eyed him as she pushed him away from her, “If she’s my number one fan, what are you?” She asked, her face scrunched up in disgust. “I’m your forever fan.” Alston replied before Arya smiled again. Taking a deep sigh before holding hands again, Arya wished she could stay in the moment forever. Just him and her, in the middle of the road and saying sweet things to each other, assuring each other of their greatest fears and planning the whole world together.

I started, taping on his wrists that hung above his head with the scalpel, stepping closer to him, locking my eyes on his darkening hues, wanting him to see the truth in my eyes. "I will flay the skin from your bones, from the bloodied stumps up to your neck!" Satisfaction washed over my face seeing the fear settle behind his eyes. "Let's see what colour this piggy bleeds shall we!" "You have seen Game of Thrones, I assume?" Alec added from behind our little piggy. "You will answer my brother!" I stated, tracing the chubby curve of his lips with my blade catching the skin on his cupid's bow purposely, letting the blood trickle down his lips into his mouth.