Cersei Lannister Novels & Stories

After a few seconds he slams it open again. "What the hell dude.." Reece exclaims. "Happy birthday Morgana.. and um welcome to the pack I guess..." Aaron says and escapes one more time through the door. I turn around and look at Reece who offers me a warm smile. "It's Charles.." I say to him and his facial expression goes from happy to sad in a matter of seconds. "Well, tell him to scram.." He says moving towards me. 'Who the hell is Charles and why is he interrupting us?' My wolf asks from inside me but I just ignore her.

“Alpha, your mate is still alive, although he’s going through a crisis at the moment-“ the seer replied, but wasn’t able to finish his explanation, as a worried Isabel interrupted him. “What kind of crisis?” “You need not to worry, alpha. It’s a personal crisis.” “What do you mean by that? Do you have the slightest idea who he is to me?” “Isabel contain yourself!” Rodrigo cautioned his daughter with an authoritative voice because he couldn’t risk anything happening to their pack seer. Isabel inhaled deeply and asked the seer to continue. “This mission is a difficult one, alpha, because, your opponent is of equal strength as you, and he may be more prepared…”

"And now, the Hollow Crown stirs." Elior stepped forward. "Who are you?" The rider tilted their head slightly, as if considering. Then: "I am Vame. The Last Sentinel." A chill crept down Rael’s spine. "The last of what?" Elior demanded. Varic regarded them in silence for a moment, then swung off the horse with effortless grace. As they moved closer, their form seemed to flicker at the edges, as if struggling to fully exist in this world. "The last to guard the cycle," Vame said. "The last to stand before the Hollow Crown."

I flung her hand aside and slapped her across the face. Quinn, clutching her cheek, tried to retaliate, but Serena intervened. “Enough! Lannister is gone, and you’re still bickering here!” “Someone open the furnace now!” Serena wailed, her voice filled with despair. The staff turned off the flames, but by then, the fire had already consumed Lannister. “Mom, Lannister is dead! She burned him alive!” Quinn cried as she clung to Serena, glaring at me with murderous hatred.

Samuel stood behind her, arms folded, silent. “You want into the Citadel,” the commander said, grinning. “You and every other rat in the Ruins.” Abigail didn’t flinch. “You’ve done it before. Smuggled people through. I want to know how.” The braided woman leaned against the wall, amused. “And why would we tell you?” Abigail placed a small case on the table. When the commander opened it, his eyes gleamed at the sight of the refined Adrium inside. “Because I can pay,” she said.

was being ignored. We then heard her shout angrily, “MISS YOU HAVE TO TURN BACK! IT’S A PRIVATE LUNCHEON, AND YOU CANNOT DISTURB OUR MADAM AT THIS TIME!” But by then, they were already in sight. Standing in front of us was a beautiful young woman, probably about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Beside her was Terry, who was profusely apologizing and said that she tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen. Arianna looked livid and was about to rise when Mrs Knight motioned her to remain seated and said that she would handle it. She rose up and we watched in awe as her powerful boss lady aura had automatically magnified as she walked towards the woman and with a stern, powerful voice she

She took a brief pause. "There was a girl name Cersei. She and her family belonged to the same coven as my family and I. Cersei and I were one of the strongest pure blooded witches in our coven, and there was an unspoken rivalry between us. Her family wanted her to become the next coven priestess, same as my family wanted for me."

The icy touch made him flinch as if burned. So he changed to gripping both my shoulders, refusing to let me go. He didn't know that my strength was already far beyond his. I simply didn't want to struggle with him. “Look at me,” he said seriously. “I know now, Elira. I know everything.” “You ran into the fire to save me.” “But I saved Cersei first. This is all my fault.” “Cersei was cursed by the flames. Half her body has already rotted.” “Her mother locked her in the basement, and every day she screams for her mother to kill her.”

"Raphael, we know you just happen to have the same name as the Don's heir. Stop pretending." Mom shook her head at me in disappointment. "Lilith, it's a worthless necklace. Why did you have to make such a huge scene over it? How did I ever give birth to a daughter like you?" Antonio was covered in a cold sweat. He spun around and glared at the three of them. "What are you talking about? He's the Don's heir! This is Mr. Di Lauro!" Cersei stared at Raphael in disbelief. The man she had mocked as a low-level employee who opened car doors was actually the Don's heir. She didn't want to believe it.

And as Morrigan walks near Frey the air in the room suddenly turned cold. Morrigan stood in front of Frey at a safe distance, pulled the ribbon that is tying her hair, and let the braids unravel themselves, letting her hair fall like water finally able to come back the stream to live. Frey shivered as a cold breeze touches her skin as she take a better look at the young lady standing tall in front of her. Her back is straight, her elbows folded in perfection as she plays with the ring on her thumb as her hands rest in the middle of her torso. Morrigan gave her a soft smile. "You are right. I am from Hymir, and that I am from a powerful family. My family's name could be heard everywhere in ou