Aerys Targaryen Novels & Stories

Even for us, it isn't easy to understand how all this happened. —You know that I come from the White Magic Coven, one of the most powerful among witches, the Zanaerys. When the first heir to the throne was born, he had unmatched strength and powers. The witches' council performed a unique spell in which his soul would be reborn within a descendant of my family for decades. Hence, it was, and we always had, a worthy, just, and powerful King.

From this point, Aerys couldn't see the battle between Valor and Rhaenyx, but he could hear and feel the heat from the fire that crackled through the air. He kept his focus, Aerys knew this was the only way he could help. This was his mission. Whatever this would do, whatever this would change, even if it changed nothing, he wanted what belonged to the people to return to the people. This tree was their blessing and what kept the Kingdom running. He wouldn't let the selfishness and tyranny of leaders take it away. This is what he would defend, until his last breath. So he directed the draekon towards the hill and slowly lowered the tree into the hole where it once sat. Once the tree was plac

" 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.

I yell, and his eyes widen, anger and betrayal flashing through his eyes. "Blaze leave!" I turn back to face the man who has my heart, "No." he refuses Every bone in my body shakes with anger, and my fists tighten as I glare at the man trying to get in between Aerilyn and I. Aerilyn turns to him, her gaze soft as she approaches him and she gently touches his arm, "You need to go home,", "I am not leaving you here with this violent man," he grits out. He clearly doesn't know that I'm only violent because he's here, "I would never hurt her," I deadpan, and he dramatically rolls his eyes, snorting.

, all eyes, nose and ears were on her while she spoke, " but if you can be witty enough to cut off at least one of its legs, you will make killing it much easier for yourself " She was speaking English, but that definitely sounded like Greek, and I was sure that no other person in the room understood what she was saying. Nevertheless, she went on without interruption, " their Maester has a council, and in that council he has a hand by name Donaerys, a true born vampire sharing the same ancestors with him and the mastermind behind every successful operation he carries out, through him their pride has gained connections with the humans and their modern technologies, always making them one step

'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.

Daemon began to recount the long story, and I listened intently to every word, "You know that the Alpha of the Silver Moonlight Pack has a daughter, 'Daenerys,' and her mate was supposed to be her cousin, Kaos. But what happened?" I asked in astonishment, "What happened?" He continued, "Overnight, the daughter of the leader and Alpha of the Silver Moonlight Pack ran away with the leader of the Black Mountain Pack, known as 'Kazius.' Her father managed to bring her back, but discovered today that she had given birth to Kazius's child. Today, Daenerys gave birth to her first daughter from Kazius of the Black Mountain Pack after their escape and pursuit."

she says as she leaves, and a few minutes later, the leader of the spies enters my office, bowing. "I want your spies to scatter throughout the empire. I want to know where Soren is and where he'll go next," I say "Yes, Your Majesty," she says before leaving. I don't know where Soren is or where he'll attack next. All I know for sure is that he'll stay away from Bloodfall province because most of the citizens in Bloodfall province are descendants of Ares, even their average citizen is stronger than a regular soldier, and Bloodfall is a military province, so every citizen there is trained in combat.

At the far end of the courtyard stood an older man with a scarred face and sharp eyes, Lord Dain. He stepped forward. “You claim to be the heir?” Rael stood tall. “I am.” Dain studied him, then scoffed. “We heard rumors of a lost prince. But rumors mean nothing in war.” Rael’s gaze remained steady. “Then let me prove it.” He reached into his cloak and pulled out a pendant, the sigil of the Cavareth line, an artifact only the royal bloodline could possess. Dain’s expression shifted. He reached for the pendant, fingers brushing its surface. Then, slowly, he nodded.

“Oh no, you didn’t know, I am just surprised that Penelope has another family and she is linked to you, exactly how?” “I just got to find out a few months ago when she visited her sister and it turns out her mother was my mother’s sister but she died and Cassandra is her step-sister, they are however very close you would think they share the same blood. “They do, you know sometimes love come from the people you least expect,” Arya added and she couldn’t agree less. “Yeah, you are right. My mom is a witch, I know it is weird that I am a human, a witch to be precise and I don’t deserve to be his mate but the moon goddess chose me and I have to deal with that.”