Arya X Gendry Novels & Stories

Rowan’s pants fell, his arousal pressing against her hip as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking them both in tandem. “Now,” she demanded, her voice husky with longing and the fierce energy of their bond. Kael swept her into his arms, her legs locked around his waist as he carried her to the bedroll by the fire. He laid her down, spreading her thighs, exposing her to his hungry gaze. Rowan knelt beside them, his mouth finding her breast while Kael’s tongue teased her entrance, circling her clit with expert precision. Nyxara arched up, her hands tangled in Kael’s hair as his fingers slid inside her, curling deep. Rowan’s hand joined his, stretching her, filling her with a delicious fulln

She thrashes, trying to shake us loose, and our blades drive deeper with each movement. Suddenly, Arya’s grip slips. She falls hard. “ARYA!” I yell, heart in my throat. But Xander is already moving, catching her, pulling her out of range. I hold on, barely. My hand tangles in her matted hair—disgusting, but it gives me leverage. And then I see it: the base of her wings. A pulsing, raw knot of flesh where they anchor into her back. That’s the spot. That’s where I strike.

I asked, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging within me. Aria looked up at me, her wide eyes filled with a mixture of hope and vulnerability, and then, a genuine smile spread across her face, lighting up the room. She stuck her hand out, her fingers outstretched towards mine. "Hi," she said, her voice soft and playful. "I'm Aria."

Chapter four Xander I walked into the classroom with my usual face which basically said "I don't give a fuck", not bothering to look at anyone as I made my way to the back. The air in here was stale— the same as it always was in these classrooms filled with kids pretending to care about schoolwork. But then, of course, my eyes landed on the one person I never thought I'd see again. Arilyn Thorne. I didn't expect to see her here. Not after all this time. Not after the way I left—just disappeared, no explanation, no goodbye. I had my reasons, but seeing her again, after all these years, was like a punch to the gut.

she replied to everyone while cheerfully waving her hands and looking around. “Woah! What is this?” she asked a seller as she picked up a weird looking item from his table. The seller wasted no time as this is an actual potential buyer: “Good day, Young Lady! Four months ago, I traded with a group of merchants who called themselves Miracle. They said this could make fire and even showed me how, but it never worked for me. It should suit a curious girl such as yourself, young lady!” Aryan inhaled deeply and saved the lectures for later. He dismounted from his horse and went towards Amaryah.

My teeth had already started clattering as an effect of the cold, I tried to stand up but Kian made me stay in place. "We aren't done, Arya. Tell me who the father of the child is?” I looked at him shaking because of the cold, my skin was pale and flushed but he didn't care. I began to wonder if what Eva said about him was true. Was he truly a devil and a cold hearted being? "Have you suddenly become Mute Arya? Tell me who the father is." He dragged me again and went downstairs but when we were about 5 stairs away. He pushed me and sent me rolling on the floor.

Leo doesn't let go of my hand as all of us go behind his house, where Axe and the Deads that didn’t leave are camping. “Beast.” Axe is the first to acknowledge me, completely ignoring a group of Alphas behind me. “Delta said you brought the stuff.” I say, stepping closer. “I have almost everything. But…” He trails off, unsure. “But what?” Leo implores. “I couldn’t get your guns. They were already gone when I got there.” Axe admits, bowing his head. “It’s fine as long as I have my swords.” I assure him. I’ve always liked my blades better. Guns were never my thing. I almost smile at Axe’s heavy sigh of relief.

I was overwhelmed by the kind hearted gesture they showed to a human. Gaya had come to find help for her ailing son. He was still born, he couldn't breathe. I watched the fox king give up one of his tails for the boy. He air to his lungs and breath to his nostrils. He gave him life. The boy could breathe again

She has stolen everything that I thought belonged to me: my control, my power, my body, my mind, my fucking everything! The drive back home is too torturous and long. When we make it to the boundaries of the Blue Blood pack and Blacktooth Guardians, my phone vibrates. Reluctant to check it, I ignore it. It might be Jordan checking up on me. A few minutes later, I am unsettled about the text, so I pick up my phone. It's Arya. I will be at the Misty river waiting for you. Sweet heavens! "Stop the car!" I growl, startling both my driver and guard. I don't have to repeat my order. Stopping the car, I open the door hastily.

Christie retorted quickly turning around and started limping away before Ronald exposes them. "Good night mom, give daddy a hug for me," Arya said and followed her friends out.