Novel & Cerita Daemon Rhaenyra Fanfic

Rhaegar grabbed his arms and looked down at his hands. " These hands touched what they shouldn't have. Let's teach them a lesson, shall we?" Crack. Crack. An agonizing scream resonated through the halls, and I gasped. Rhaegar broke his hands. He punched him several times, and I hid my face in Kiyana's neck. I felt limp in her embrace, and darkness overtook me.

Aleanas pov Peace what is that? As long as I've been alive I've never known peace. I've always been expected of great things and to keep my head held high and be strong, but between you and me I don't believe any of that. My name is Aleana Rae daughter of Beta Alexander Rae of the Sahara blood moon pack, my mother Christina Rae died when I was 6 years old and ever since then home hasn't felt like home. It's my 18th birthday and I'm dreading it, only because I know in 20 minutes I will be on my way to the hell on earth they call high school. Don't get me wrong I love school just not this one, Wolfsmanner high school was the bane of my existence, no not because of the teachers or the work but

"Secure the focal crystals. Prepare the false intelligence for the supply raid. And double the perimeter guard with wolves who have been trained in mental shielding." "Understood, my Lord," Rho said, bowing sharply before departing with swift, silent purpose. Sena inclined her head, carrying Lyanna toward our living quarters to begin preparations with Vera. Kaelen lingered for a moment, looking between Draven and me with a quiet, solemn nod, before slipping out into the dusk. When the pavilion was finally empty, Draven turned me in his arms, his dark eyes burning with fierce, unbridled devotion. "An empire in the dirt," he murmured, his hands framing my face with devastating gentleness. "And

I exhaled and rolled my eyes, "Whatever. Not that it matters anyway. Gentlemen, please I would like to speak with Tyrion privately for a minute." "Alright, you can go ahead, my lady." They left and I went down quickly and adjusted close to Tyrion. "What was that about? Why are you telling everyone that I'm a Lycan princess?" "Because that's who you are, and you are already acting towards it. You think I don't know that you have been providing refuge for lone wolves and rogue wolves outside this community?" "I was just trying to help." "That's what leaders do," Tyrion replied. He stretched his arms and held my hand lightly. "Look, Ryanna, the very day I saw you after you were attacked I knew

“Roan—” “I, Ryan Richard, sentence you, Kyra Dew, to death.” My hands found their way to my mouth as I gasped in shock, What?! “I… I didn't…” “For all the betrayals and the lies. I, Ryan Richard, also reject you as my mate. You are not fit for me nor the crown. You do not even have a Red sky blood in you. You are a disgrace! Take her away. Make sure she is beheaded behind the large rock and bury her body there.”

He knows now that I am- "YOU!!!!" Suddenly I hear a headstrong, fierce, stormy roar vibrating the walls of the room. I look up and see an infuriating version of hotty which is not at all hot. His long finger is pointed at me, his pale furious face makes him look like an angry Voldemort with a nose. And hair. Ryan’s jaw is clenched in rage, his eyebrows are drawn together giving him a villain look, his eyes are throwing flame rockets at me. Overall he looks flaming mad.

Threads of black fire curled through the air, twisting like veins under the skin of the heavens. And Nythera. was there. Not fully in flesh, but close enough. Too close. Her shadow unfurled across the moon, so vast it swallowed the stars. Her voice rolled through my skull like thunder: “Daughter of Light. You burned my servants. Now you’ll burn with them.” I staggered, clutching my head as the world tilted. Every streetlight flickered. Every flame turned blue. Every whisper in the wind carried her laughter. Damon’s arm came around me, steady, grounding. “Rayna. Stay with me.”

Her evil aura filled the room, and she said into his ear, “No one is going to die, Kailin. Except you desire death. I can give it to you. ” He turned and gripped her neck. His reddened eyes focused on how his fingers mercilessly squeezed, and he made sure to summon all his strength into what he was doing. “Die, Raven.” “Actually, my name is Raha. Not Raven.” His hands jerked, and he increased his attempt. “Die.” “When you get tired,” she glanced at her nails, “let me know. I think I want to fuck you before I lock you up. This is turning me on.”

It was not Acheron. "Was it Nevil then? He managed to calm me?" She was far too perplexed. Particularly considering that it wasn't a full moon, she didn't anticipate it would happen yet again. It's been a few months since she didn't experience almost losing control of her strength. She finished her bath and changed her clothes. She headed next to the dining hall, where Sera was waiting silently, even though she wasn't sure if she would go with her. Raenerys silently sat down on a chair in front of her sister, and she peacefully ate her share of breakfast. After that, she left the lair and went out of town. Raenerys knew that she already knew what she was going to do later, so maybe that's wh

He reaches out for my hand and it took me a while to process everything but I took his hand. I took Arthur's hand. We walk towards the cliff with my expressionless face. I didn't know why I was walking or why I came with him. I felt like an empty shell. As we reach the end, Arthur looked at with almost with an apologetic face as he reaches out to touch my face, he says in a sad tone, "I'm sorry you had to live your second life like this again Raya. This girl, Lyanna is a mere shell. A puppet whose human soul died at birth. Her father loved her so much that he brought her to the witches just so she may live again."