Romans & histoires Aerys Targaryen Game Of Thrones

Someone had forced it open recently. He crouched down, pried it open — and froze at what lay inside. A sigil pendant — identical to the one on the stone, but smaller, set in obsidian and gold. And beneath it, wrapped in faded cloth, a torn letter. He unfolded it slowly, his heart thundering. "My dearest Arya, When the time comes, you must remember that the moon chooses you not by blood, but by debt. What your mother and I did was never forgiven — only postponed.

My cheeks burn, once I realize what I've done. However, I don't move it. "I'm glad I have you on this trip with me," Thorran breathes, eyes hot and blazing as they focus on me fully. "It seems like you're the only person who cares about me past the whole Alpha business. I like you a lot, Aerys." Warmth consumes me as I pray he can't see my blush. "You changed my life."

Hearing it spoken in the open air above the Atlantic gave it a different quality. Permanent was the word she kept arriving at. Not ending. Permanent. The crown of the Vael bloodline was a physical object smaller than she'd expected, old metal worn smooth by time, carrying nothing theatrical. Seren placed it on Caspian's head with the precise care of someone who had done this for three hundred years and understood that the object was less significant than the moment. He became, in that moment, what he had been becoming for a very long time. She watched it happen.

" She's at my house?" he asked. He sounded unsure. I nodded. Alpha Aerys went past me in a hurry, but my words stopped him, " I know your ways with women. If you hurt her, I'll kill you," I warned him. Aerys Chasia was an excellent and strong alpha, but he was a player. He turned back, his eyes glistening dangerously. His fists clenched. " Are you threatening me, Harry," he growled.

Personality description: cautious, Charming, reliable, discreet, observant, precise, rational, encouraging. Family: Leon Evans (father), Julia Stuart (Mother), Chase Evans (twin brother), Emily Evans (adoptive older sister), Dhario Evans (grandfather), Olivia Evans (step-grandmother), James Evans (uncle) Friends: Reggie Stevens (Beta, best friend), Danica Green (Girlfriend), Edgar Brown (friend), Isabella Frome (friend). Arya Silver Age: 17 Race: Werewolf Rank: Rogue Physical description: 5’7ft tall, hourglass athletic body, long straight black hair, round brown eyes, heart-shaped face, pointy nose with heart-shaped full lips.

His f‌in⁠gers‍ brushed along my j⁠a‍w, bef⁠ore gripping i‍t h‌ard enough to make my bo‌nes ache. “You t⁠hink you’re a pri‍z​e? A possession?” His eyes‌ b‌urned into m‌ine,. “Y‌ou’re w‍orse⁠ than that.‌ Y‍ou’re mine, Arya. An‍d the sooner you understand that, t‌he less it will hurt w⁠h⁠en​ I break you into exactly what​ I want.” The air in the c⁠ar f‌elt suffocating, my lungs r‍efus​ing to work

and my mouth gasped at his words, “Asher, stop this,” Aster pleaded, but he didn’t even pay her any attention, “It’s because we’re twins Arya, you’re not my cousin you’re my twin, my sister,” He said as tears filled his eyes. But I gasped as I yanked my arm back holding it against my chest, “What- how?” smirking he rolled his eyes, “The people you thought were your parents weren’t, there’s your real parents Arya,” He said pointing toward Alpha Blake and Aster,

Jes spoke out totally changing the topic. Amara, Rose and Troy were returning from the cafeteria after having lunch when suddenly Troy's phone rang. Both of the girls looked at him as he talked with the other person After a while he hanged up said byee in a hurry and left. When Amara and Rose tried to ask what happened he replied "Something urgent came up I have to go sorry guys" And he left. Amara and Rose were shocked but began to walk towards their locker. As Amara opened the locker a Yellow rose dropped on the floor with a small note.

Shit! "Damn it!" Aristotle panicked after seeing Grunt's impression. Grunt would cry at any moment. "You're done, Aristotle! You're making ROBIN's son cry." mockery of Sin. "I'm s-sorry for curses," His eyes glow while saying that. They really emphasize the name ROBIN. I stared at them.

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair