Novel & Cerita Aegon/rhaenyra Ao3

Sia and Cersei asked Angelus curiously as soon as she came into the living room while looking at her Inqusitively. "No onel! Angelus replied Sia and Cersei while taking a bottle of Spirytus Stawaski that was on the center table and drinking it in one gulp. “Slow down girl!! Cersei said to Angelus while chuckling, She could tell that the person who knocked on the door was no other person than Rheagal because she felt It's only Rheagal that can make

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

“Discipline your bride, Rhaedros!” I bristled. “Bride? Just so you know, my name is Kaela and how dare you say that I need to be disciplined? I wasn’t the one calling other people names, you rude, surly grandma! Besides, do I look like a misbehaving puppy to you?” Xerathia snorted derisively as she exclaimed at me, “You are insufferable, you ~” However, before she could bite me with her reply, Rhaedros did something that made everyone stop breathing. He ignored Xerathia entirely and took my hand, pulling me away.

“Stay away from my mate,” King Rykerr growled, his deep voice, vibrating in the small clinic room like a storm. His grey eyes burned with anger as he glared at Prince Raban. Ayla, who had been gently checking Raban’s pulse, froze. Her soft fingers stayed on the Prince’s wrist for a heartbeat longer before she quickly pulled her hand away. Her eyes widened in shock at the King’s sudden anger.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

As much as I don’t like Anderson I agreed with what he just said. Brianna is getting away from herself now, we don’t have that much of a relationship aside from sex, I only thought of making her my Luna because of her father. “I will be the Queen of the Lycan of the world soon,” she responded but he smirked at this. “Don’t get your hope too high,” he snickered I smelt a new scent and my wolf almost lost it, she washed mine off and it began to piss off Sal, (I will deal with her later) Sal grumbled while I just smirked.

TYRION. “I'm not going home with you. The driver can take you home since your parents aren't even asking for you." I retorted at Ava, who stood still staring at me. I was drunk. I did it to myself intentionally. How dare that Alpha Prince show up to claim to be Eden's lover? Were they truly dating? Ava tried to hold me, but I resisted. “Don't lay your hands on me. I have to be alone.” “We can still go back home, and you will be alone. You engaged me today and wouldn't want to spend time with me, huh?" She scratched her head and came forward again.

In such a way that she could hardly hear the growls and words coming out of her mouth because of the noise, that the king-sized bed is making. Ara's throat became very dry because of the successive moans and sighs that kept coming out of her mouth. She tried to resist but she really couldn't. Every thrust of Daniel's steel-like weapon meeting up to the core of her femininity has given her continuous and seemed to be endless happiness. Her eyes were closed as the man she loved claimed her. But there were times when she was still able to open them and she always sees him staring at her.

Every time one of them touched her—every time they lifted her arm or brushed her hair back—my wolf snarled inside me. *“Don’t let them touch her.”* “They’re helping her. That’s not how this works.” *“Then make it work.”* I gripped the edge of the doorframe so hard that the wood cracked under my hand. Cain appeared beside me, his voice low. “You’re acting strange, Rhaegar.” I didn’t look at him. “Focus on your duties, Beta.” He raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “As you say, Your Majesty.”

The ripple of fear and curiosity moved like a wave through the crowd. "My bad," Rhaenan said lazily, though the reluctance in his voice was obvious. He wove his fingers through the air, and his wings shimmered before disappearing, cloaked by his magic. Without them, he appeared human—except for his pointed ears, which still gave him away. Caelora, however, continued to draw more attention. Her ethereal beauty stood out against the drab surroundings, her skin almost light blue, like porcelain in the sunlight. She looked like she had stepped out of a dream or some ancient painting.