Daemon Rhaenyra Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Prince Damon’s POV When Ronan stood up on that platform, puffed out his chest, and proudly declared Ravenna to be his fated mate, a white-hot flash of pure rage had nearly blinded me. But beneath the anger, the pain was so intense that I genuinely regretted stepping foot inside this kingdom. I felt like a big fool. I had traveled all this way, nursing a faint hope that she might change her mind, only to watch her smile up at the very man who had ruined her life.

She is feeling like she is drowning. "Alpha Kyra, you found your mate as soon as you rejected Dane? How wonderful. I suggest you accept him. It would be great for you and your wolf to recover from Dane's betrayal" Kyra froze when she heard Lady Sharon's voice.

Ryder snarls, making her look up at him as her eyes growing wide with anger. “I knew mutts were known to have bad manners, get your hands off me you brute! I’m Princess Freya of the Hale Kingdom, and I was sent here by Alpha Raven’s mate to protect her.” Our mate bares her fangs at Ryder, making me step closer realizing she’s a vampire.

Then she shifts, Leana standing and the glow starting in her hands again. “I am Leana Holstin, Guardian of the Realm, Alpha female, and mate to Prince Drake Cazien,” she says, her voice ringing out, her beautiful eyes back to green rimmed with gold. I want to cover her naked body, but the black blood of the vampire king is dripping from her mouth making my mate look deadly. “You have one chance to decide if you will serve my mate as your King. If not, you will die,” she says, her voice ringing out over the area that has gone silent.

And with her chance, it wouldn’t be the last. "Hell..." She turned her attention to the skeptical little demon. "Stephen, I need a favor." "Oh yeah? And what is that?" "Send Dimitri a message." ***** Garnarld's Lair Despite Rhye’s tragic eagerness to keep the howling demons at bay, the passing hours began to take their toll. Stepping into the cramped dungeon, he felt his strength being ruthlessly soaked even as the walls seemed to close in around him. Recollections of the endless years of torture from Francisco burned through his mind, clenching his muscles until he was curled into a shuddering ball in the corner. At last, not even the image of his beautiful Lily could hold back the hovering

"I have something to say as well." The priestess tilted her head in confusion, but I didn’t look at her. My gaze locked on Roderick. “I never wanted to be here in the first place…Since you don’t want me, you leave me no choice." My voice didn’t shake this time. It rang out loud and clear. "I, Kyra Redwood, reject you, Alpha Roderick Darkshield, as my mate." The crowd gasped collectively. His face twisted in shock as I placed my trembling hand over my chest, forcing a smile to mask the storm inside. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me in pain, so I just smiled.

Hearing the king's words, Drake halted in his steps with his eyes wide open in confusion. ‘Did the King just thank me?’ Drake asked himself before turning to meet the king's eyes. “Thank you, my king." Rayne observed the woman lying on the bed in the dimly lit room. He could see she was sweating. Rayne took a small towel beside the bed and used it to clean his forehead. After observing her for more hours, he left Selene in the care of the maid. Selene ran among the woods when she saw a replica of herself walking into the woods ahead of her. Her small feet continue to press through the dry leaves on the ground. The air was heavy, and she could hear the owl hooting.

“You never even told me her name!” “Why would I tell you her name?” Yohan sighed, recalling the memories he had with this ‘girl’ Selene was talking about. It had been a while since he remembered her but seeing Rojean, it was weird for him all over again. “We never had any mutual understanding to begin with, you already know about that.” “Oh yeah, it was one sided.” she nodded her head. “That sucks, that was the first woman you told me you liked. I hope you’ll meet again someday.”

Underestimated the loyalty she inspired. It was a mistake many made. "Is there anything else?" I asked. Orren hesitated. "Yes. One more thing." Something in his tone made my chest tighten. "What is it?" “The king has proposed marriage to Princess Ravena.” "What?" "The king sent Queen Lyanna to propose on his behalf," Orren explained. "He wishes to take Princess Ravena as his second queen." My mind went blank. Then filled with a roaring noise. "When?" I managed to ask.

In my past life, Draken Vorgath—clan leader of the dragons—had been cold and aloof, and he'd never laid a hand on Arya. Still, I would try talking to him and asking for an heir. As long as I conceived, it wouldn't matter if he loathed sharing my bed again. If he refused… I bit my lips as my fingers brushed the pills I'd readied, hidden in my sleeves. One way or another, I would carry his heir, even if I had to drug him. As the thought crossed my mind, the door opened, and Draken walked in. My breath caught. No one had warned me how striking he was!