Aegon/rhaenyra Ao3 Novels & Stories

It was so bad that we started avoiding our own home at a point. If I believed in diviners, I would have sent her to one. Ameera would tear the pillows, slash the pictures with a knife and generally destroy anything that came her way. This has happened since the day Arya died. Two months after Arya's death, it became obvious that Ameera wasn't going to stop anytime soon. We started locking her in the attic every Tuesday before she woke up. We would put her breakfast, lunch and even dinner in there and only bring her out on Wednesday morning. Sometimes it felt like there was a spell cast on her whenever she woke up on a Tuesday morning.

Darius said seriously. "Oh," she Mumbled thinking deeply. "Lord Agamanan showed us a scroll where it is said that an Apocalypse will come and three kings and queens with a warrior angel will help the world against it. Those kings they mentioned look somewhat like me, Lucifer, and Lucian. But what others failed to notice is that the picture of the queens reveal figures similar to you, Amber, and Ophelia" Darius explained. Thea gasped with surprise. "So that is the other reason you paired them up. You know they are meant for each other" Thea concluded.

“Rhaell, the white-stone chain!” Rhaell fastens a thin chain of three pale stones around Nyra’s wrist. The stones look dead, dull — but when they touch her skin, they slowly begin to warm. The chain isn’t magic, only a gauge; the color shows the body’s energy level. “Cold purple,” Rhaell reports. “She’s very low.” “Salt and honey, lukewarm,” Mae tells a servant. “And bring the old vial of Moon-tea. Just a little.”

Until exhaustion finally dragged me under. And I drifted off. Then I dreamt. It wasn’t my usual chaotic Reddit-fueled nonsense. This one felt different, sharp, vivid, like I was watching someone else’s memory through a foggy window. I saw the original Elena. Not me. Her. Wine-red hair whipping in the wind, violet eyes fierce and unafraid. Standing in a ruined hall, frost blooming from her fingertips. Across from her was Kael. No. Leka. Eyes completely black, shadows curling off him like rotting smoke, the air thick with decay.

LYRA. "When Henry told me he had a guess he didn't mention she was this much beautiful" the elderly woman complimented with a warm smile plastered on her lips. I forced a tight-lipped smile as she drew me for a quick hug. I hear Henry growling, "Take it easy on her mother, don't scare her off," he says. My eyes widen in shock hearing him refer to her as mother. So she is his mother. "It's nice to meet you Raya," A girl around my age said standing beside the queen.

Tiana's POV "Alex Gray? How the hell did you meet Alex Gray?!" Aya exclaimed, startling the shit out of me. I ignored her question because there's no way I'm telling Aya that I had sex with a man I met for the first time. "I know I already sound like a broken record but this is why you should stray away from your root for too long, or at all, as a matter of fact. You are from Willow Heights, born and fucking bred and you don't even know who Alex Gray is. This might sound harsh, but you're a failure, Tiana." Aya added.

" I just thought of someone," " Was he your first?" " Yes," " Tell me about him," she insisted. " I have never seen a sexier man than him. He was perfectly tall with ripped muscles, a clean-shaven face, and those ocean blue glaring eyes." I told Kiyana everything about Rhaegar, from how we met to how we ended up here, but I was careful not to mention werewolves. " You love him," she whispered. I thought long and hard. I did love him. I still do.

I said smiling at her and handed her the cup with my blood. She took it and looked me in the eyes, "I Arya Knox, princess of Zanaerys, daughter of Alpha Maximo Knox and Luna Hannia Knox accept you my King Alpha Lanox North as my mate and life partner and I accept my bond with the North Clan as their Luna Queen, I promise to be fair and protect them." said Arya and I could not help but raise my head with pride, as she took from the cup, drinking my blood, sealing our union with her words.

Drystan said. Kaelen looked at me slowly. “Raeyan.” “What?” I asked, already knowing what. “Your little princess is running away.” I stared at him. “Why does your tone sound jealous?” Drystan growled. “Just go get her!” I groaned loudly. “Fine! Calm down, both of you.” And then I ran. It didn’t take long to catch her. She was fast for a princess... faster than I remembered... but she still wasn’t outrunning an Alpha. Especially not me.

Raven black hair tumbled over tan shoulders, stopping only when it reached his torso. He had eyes of truest amber and they were so cold, Aerona shivered. Her eyes trailed along the elegant lines of his face and she found that she couldn’t draw her gaze away from him.