Best Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The fool was blinded by his love for me that he could not see what was happening around him. He could not even listen to Annora. How did I know? How couldn't I know? I had seen the looks she gave him whenever they were in the public. Looks that expressed anger, and because she was my mate—a mate I had yet to reject and would not reject, it was easy to see through her thoughts and know the matter. “Alpha Aegon. The floor is now yours.” The fakest of all smiles remained on my face as Aegon jumped on his feet.

If we ever found ourselves on opposing sides of a conflict, he wouldn't think twice about crushing me. The four kings and their heirs occupy the rest of the chairs: Pakstan of the North with Pharaoah, Theo of the South with Thorn, River of the East, and me, and lastly, Nathan of the fuckin' West with his second son, Elliot. The latter gives me a scowl, and I return it without blinking. He is a little younger than father in age, but he is still tall, and his grey eyes are exceedingly penetrating. Without sure, he is the one who proposed Bella be wed to one of his kids, who are more repulsive than he is.

he asked but he was met with a deafening slap from his father, he held his ear in disbelief “What was that for?” he almost yelled “How dare you make Jaqen talk down on me? You are not man enough to either look for a bride that will increase your connection? Why are you going after his maid? Are you that lowly?” Beta Loras scowled at him “I didn’t know she was going to be his maid, she was the first person to show me affection and extended her hand to me. Everyone treated me like I was invisible because I didn’t disclose my identity but she didn’t mind all that, is it a crime to want someone like that?” he yelled back

Isabella's hands shook violently at the sight of the words on her phone screen, her pulse pounding in her ears. *********************************** Alexander Elysian drummed his fingers on the desk as his reflection distorted in its smooth surface. The rising sun painted the sky in hues of sky-blue and orange. He couldn't shake the image of her - the woman from the gallery,off his mind. Her defiant eyes, the way she'd slipped through his fingers. No one outsmarted Alexander Elysian. No one. His jaw clenched. How dare she speak to him like that? Didn't she know who he was?

The sensation is so visceral, so intense, that it entirely shatters my iron-clad control. 'Mate?' Damian questions, suddenly pacing frantically in the back of my mind, his ears perked and his tail rigid. Before I can even attempt to process the phantom sensation, footsteps echo off the tile. Belladonna Thorne turns the corner and walks into the hallway. She is my future Gamma Valerius's younger sister, and currently, my favorite outlet for blowing off the intense pressure of my position. Her eyes instantly go wide as she notices my cock straining against my gym shorts. Without a word, she drops to her knees right there in the middle of the hallway and opens her mouth in total submission, the

His thumb caressed her clit as he fucked her, and it was not long before she felt a blissful wave of climax come over her letting out a delightful scream of ecstasy. Daenerys moved around for his penis began slowly licking his glans. She continued by making her lips around it and licking it in her mouth with her tongue making circles around it. Daario could wait no longer; he must have her. He pushed her down onto the bed and thrust himself into her, wanting wet pussy. She wrapped her legs around him, drawing him in deeper and deeper until neither one of them could restrain themselves. She squirted on the bed like dragonfire as he came hard inside of her. Both were breathing hard as valyrian

Tharros answered, sitting up slightly. “Are you sure?” she pressed, watching as the shaking slowly stopped. “Believe me, love, he wouldn’t hurt her. He loves her too much. He even went as far as lying about some made-up tradition just to keep her close. That’s how deep he’s in.” Nyxoria smiled softly, her fingers playing with the edge of the blanket. “And you?” she asked quietly, glancing up at him with a small, teasing smile. “Do you love me like Vyrelen loves Dika?”

Chapter: 23. ******* Steven in a hundred years would never believe a day would come when he will look behind him and find the most wonderful man alive beside him. Steven even though not married to David, or might never be married to David, knew that he held a place in the man's heart. A place even Raya could never reach. He was a cheat and a sinner, but surprisingly enough, he couldn't have had it any other way. He loved the man. That fact is well known, and now he has given both his body and all that makes him Steven, to David. And there is no turning back.

Nora picked up the folded paper. She didn't open it. She held it. "You want the throne," she said. "Yes." "And you want me to trust you." "Yes." "Those two things are going to conflict at some point." "Probably," he said. "When they do, I'll tell you." He held her gaze without wavering. "I want the throne through legitimate succession. If Caspian fulfills the anchor requirement and succeeds, the succession is his by right and I'll accept that." He paused. "What I won't accept is the succession being built on an arrangement that's being managed dishonestly. But then. if the anchor is being kept in the dark about the terms of her own arrangement

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