Aerys Ii Novels & Stories

"And true. Yet you have no proof. Of this incest. No more than you did a year ago." "There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think."

“Stop acting cool. You are one of the enemies I have, and you know that.” Before I could say more than one word, I felt a surge of energy in me. I shut my eyes as I was unable to get over it. It was stronger than that of a beta like him. “I felt this surge of energy when I woke up in the hospital. It's an Alpha energy and not a Beta." I thought and opened my eyes. “I believed it was Prince Kelvin—and Tyrion is a Beta and not an Alpha.” I blinked as he took away his palm from my body….his perspirations dropping on the floor.

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

He jumps up “Hell yeah! Can’t wait to see this little spitfire that has you all bent out of shape” He laughs “Wait, what's her name did you find out?” I look up at my over excited Beta knowing he will love this, us both growing up with the Gods. “Enyo” Trent clapped his hands and started laughing. “Our Luna is named after the Goddess of war, hell should I call you Aires?” I throw my cushion at him, us both laughing proper belly laughing.

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

he replies to me just as concerned as i am. My name is Aryan James Morningstar, Future Alpha of the Nightstar Pack. My Twin brother is Ares Jayden Morningstar. It looks like we are about to start the search for our mate. I just hope we can find her before whatever is chasing her finds her first.

In a private mansion of the Ransom clan, a leader, king, of the Lycan dynasty was enjoying his leisure time. The man had sharp blue eyes, jet black hair, with a height of one hundred and eighty seven centimeters. He is King Darius Ransom, a king who has been alone for three hundred years because his partner had to die in the war between the wolf clan and the vampire clan.

They'd live to see peace again. The letter was dropped as Cesar hugged Drinks of Waterfall and Three Horses, so I took the opportunity and read it. Sarki Raye-Raye Da Wolves, Sarki Raye-Raye Da Wolves, I come to you with this treaty to be able to negotiate terms. I am Prince Titus Auerelis of Pateros. My mother is Queen Amelie Ophelia, and my wife, Princess Sera of the iron kingdom, Bellechester. Since this Vengeance War has

People in the north barely talk about him too, but they are aware of him. "I was fascinated to hear about you and was more grateful that the north has you now that we are facing a crisis over the increasing number of insurgents. I was really anticipating having a conversation with you, Raenerys the Conqueror." The voice he has is a mixture of Nevil and Acheron. Even his face resembles the faces of the Lancaster siblings. No wonder; it runs in the blood.

~Edgar~ Lucien vale was like a cancer eating deep into my bones. He had to be removed. If entertained for longer, things won’t end well for me. For a long time now, I have managed to keep Arya grounded. She was weak and gullible, easy to manipulate. It was hard to admit, but I noticed she had her moments too. Sometimes, she’d put her foot down about certain things and act like a femme fatale, dismissing even me, but that was all lucien.