Best Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was dead serious. He was actually, seriously proposing that I—Myra Rossi, the girl who still had fucking stuffed animals (no offense to Mr. Dragon) on her bed—was going to marry Zyran Theon. The man whose gaze could freeze hell over. The man who had visited our house for years and had never once strung more than two words together in my direction. The man whose very silence felt like a physical dismissal, making me feel like a stranger in my own home, fucking non-existent.

She glances at the clock. "Actually, it's fifty-two." "Anyway, it was fast. Did you run from home?" "I did." I lean at the sofa, then look at the TV. "You're watching 'Game of thrones'? You said it was nasty, over sexual, bloody." "Not just that. There's so much cruelty," she drops a popcorn in her mouth. "But I kinda like it now. Ha ha." "Anyway, what's up with Charlie?" "He didn't tell you? He got dumped. Pretty amazing though," she laughs.

He raised his brows at me. "We have a lot of things in common.We prefer Vikings to Game of Thrones, we have complicated love issues and we understand each other.Imagine if we get to be each other's strengths when things don't go right with us? Imagine someone having our backs apart from our brothers? It's awesome right..." "Where do I sign?" "So you are in,Like in in..." "I thought you would never ask," He snaked his arm around my shoulder and pinched my nose,"Let's set the table.You don't want your Drake to cry of hunger..."

this made Naomi’s head snap up, anger now burning in her eyes. “What have I done that is so bad that this is warranted?” she demanded “What kind of sick game is Theon playing with me?!” seeing her brother just slowly shake his head Naomi couldn’t be in the room with him anymore, pushing him aside she ran to her room and shut the door. Lying down on her bed after an hour she eventually cried herself to sleep.

“Unless, of course, he is the mate of the alpha’s daughter.” The werewolf’s grin grew, even more, when Violet understood what she was saying. “Yeah, so if I were you, I’d be concerned. This isn’t a fairytale, but Game of Thrones, and you are not even my or Nolan’s level. You are going to be chewed up and spat out.”

Theon's unreasonably big shaft squeezed in and out of her treasure, their body colliding rhythmically whilst weird sounds and scent filled the passageway I realized that I have been watching longer than necessary but it was already too late as my dick have started to get hard from the scene. "Ahh... So tight, damn" Theon said, his voice filling the hallway but the dead Tine have already been buried by his dick and she didn't bother to respond only moaning away her body shivering slightly. Theon suddenly pulled out, and turn her around to face the wall, her two hands resting on them while her ass was pushed out for a better position for Theon. As he was about to enter that was when he saw me

He smelt like thyme and rosemary. The fire in the furnace was burning cheerfully. I rubbed my head against his fur and said, "I have a mate, Finn. He's Alpha Lucas of the White Walkers. I really miss him, but he hates me for being so weak and useless. I guess he just wants to kill me. That's why I run away with you. Finn, Alpha Lucas is a formidable man. Eventually, he will come and take me away from you. When you see him, please run away as fast as you can. I don't want him to hurt you. This is very important for me, Finn. I'd rather kill myself than see you getting hurt by him..."

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

“Theon and I aren't like that. I know it doesn't look to be true given that I was in his bed when you came in and am still in his shirt, but it really isn't what you're thinking.“ “What am I thinking?“ She folded her hands over her chest and raised a brow in my direction. I stopped in my tracks and frowned down at her. “You pretty much said what you were thinking when you compared my relationship with him to that of you and your husband.“ Her face lit up with a grin. “Touché.“ “I need to get ready and head on home, okay? Thank you for well… everything.“ She nodded and pressed her lips together just before I turned and started to walk away. The expression on her face haunted me so I spun back