Best Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"There's no way we're going to be mates, Tyrion. That show in there was just my father exerting his authority for everyone to see. I know my dad, he hates liars and he most especially hates cheaters. And I'll have you know that he hates them more than he hates me. That has to count for something. So I'm standing here telling you that we would never get betrothed and we would never become mates. I was stupid enough to fall in love with you. You were my friend, Tyrion. Thank you for teaching me never to trust anyone." Atticus touched her shoulder, urging her to calm down. She continued to glare at Tyrion. Her mind was set. She would never mate with him. "You know, Raine, if you had a wolf, you

"But does that mean she greatly favour a strong and powerful man?" "I cannot say, but that is not what I am getting into." "What is it then?" getting at the peak of her nosiness, Anne cannot help but ask for more. She even moved closer to improve her absorption of information from the innocent elf. "I'm talking about her fiancé." "Oh, that foul-mouthed Felix guy? He does look kind of fierce." Initiating her feedback with a sigh, she seem to be preparing herself for a substantial yet trivial details to impart. "You see, he is literally the dragon I was talking about."

Said Lilliana in a shock, while Anna was looking at her like she was watching horror movie. "Tell me Soph you will never gonna turn dark on us " said Anna. "Hey wait you guys are thinking I am going to turn dark for powers I have ? and then will go on killing innocents without any reasons? What is this game of thrones? Who I am? Daenerys Targaryen ? and who you guys are Sansa Stark, Arya Stark? This is the living nightmare than! "Said Sophia disappointed. "Whoa where you have learned that sarcasm?" asked Anna.

The slight tug of her fingers caused me to tighten my hold on them, firmly refusing to let go despite the way she was now glaring at me. Once again, I was only turned on by the look she had but knowing the one mission I had in mind again - to break her, my reaction wouldn't be so bad after all. *** Aodhàn's pov; Aside from playing the mind game with Khaleesi, another thing I was taking pleasure in was seeing her face go all red and hot, like she was seconds away from exploding. My wolf preened at her reaction to my presence, taking so much pleasure in seeing how affected she was.

As Navori hugs him, the word feels like his tongue burns, and his body stiffens. “Yes, yes, yes,” she screams with glee. “Yes, I will be your Luna!” She mutters while Jorah stares, perplexed, at the shocking proposal. As Jorah whispered under his breath, 'What the hell are you doing, Draven?'

I started, taping on his wrists that hung above his head with the scalpel, stepping closer to him, locking my eyes on his darkening hues, wanting him to see the truth in my eyes. "I will flay the skin from your bones, from the bloodied stumps up to your neck!" Satisfaction washed over my face seeing the fear settle behind his eyes. "Let's see what colour this piggy bleeds shall we!" "You have seen Game of Thrones, I assume?" Alec added from behind our little piggy. "You will answer my brother!" I stated, tracing the chubby curve of his lips with my blade catching the skin on his cupid's bow purposely, letting the blood trickle down his lips into his mouth.

ALPHA LEO It had been one well ever since the duel, and to say the least, I was recuperating, and of course, Penelope had to come through to help. I was just lucky enough that Bastard didn’t stab me through my heart. Arya was always by my side the whole time, and our bond was growing stronger; I was liking her and actually falling in love with her every single day.

"Where is he going today?" ​"To the office. The real one," Ava said, watching my reaction closely. "He mentioned taking you there later. I’d advise you to put on some actual clothes and wipe the 'I just fell in love with my step-villain' look off your face before he gets back." ​"I am not in love with him!" I shouted, the effort making my head throb again. ​"Keep telling yourself that," Ava said, walking toward the door. She paused, looking back over her shoulder. "By the way, Arya Stark survives. But she doesn't do it by crying into a man's neck. She does it by becoming someone else."

“I gave her the poison recipe. I opened the passage under the east tower. I thought… if the bond broke, you would see reason. Choose strength over sentiment.” Kael advanced, slow, predatory. “You thought wrong.” Jorah didn’t flinch. “Darius showed me the prophecy scrolls. The full ones, not the fragments the elders keep. A hybrid bride rises, born of forbidden blood. She either unites the packs under one unbreakable rule… or she tears them apart in civil war. The Ironfangs believe the second. I believed it too.” Elara’s claws extended instinctively. “And now?” Jorah met her eyes, gray storm meeting silver fire. “Now I’m not sure. You fought at the stones. You took arrows for him. You didn’t

"Or wait, did I see wrong too?" "Maybe." He tries to take my hands but I am not having any of that, I am convinced more than ever he is keeping a secret from me and it hurts to know that. My chest tightens, I exhale and glare at him. "Too much sex can have you thinking you saw or heard things." Raising my chin to call him out for that stupid statement, I scoff and say, "I love you so very much, Brandon Stark but don't play with me like that. I am not dumb."