Daemon Targaryen Visions Novels & Stories

I need a fight. And then I scent a male on the wind. Close. A little more than a yard away. Yes. He’s dead. My claws snick through my fingertips, and I relish the pain. It clears the garbage from my mind, the sourness in my gut. It mutes the pain flowing through the bond. “Come out and fight,” I roar at the shadows. “Can’t. Hands are full.” Darragh Ryan steps out of the tree line with an armload of venison steaks wrapped in butcher paper.

At the center of the room stood a pedestal, and atop it lay a small, blackened dagger. Hazel stepped closer, her eyes fixed on the weapon. The pendant grew unbearably hot, and a sudden rush of images flooded her mind. --- She saw the dagger raised high, its blade glinting with dark energy. A figure stood before a throne, their face obscured by shadow. Behind them, Damon lay on the ground, blood pooling beneath him. The voice from her visions echoed in her mind: “The queen must fall, or the darkness will consume all.” --- Hazel gasped, stumbling back as the vision ended. Her hands shook as she clutched the pendant, her breath coming in short, panicked bursts.

Davon placed a protective hand on the small of my back, subtly pushing me forward. "Perhaps, Kaelen," Davon replied, his voice grave. "This is my sister, the Holy Blood Heir. She has had a recurring series of visions—prophetic nightmares—that point to a terrible, imminent threat to her power and the stability of all packs. She needs your wisdom. She needs the truth this library conceals."

“But then, I rise, and the scope of the violence is revealed. Ruined land, charred blood, abandoned corpses—the wreckage an army leaves in its wake when it crawls across the whole world, stretching as far as the eye can see. I know, as I sometimes do in these dreams, that I’m witnessing some late point in the campaign of a tyrant to control every kingdom, with no concern for the damage he leaves behind.” “By the Goddess,” Eva murmurs. “That’s no proof.” Soren plunges his sword into the ground and crosses his arms, keeping my words further away from him. I stare up at him and pour as much certainty as I can into my voice. “Last night, for the first time, I saw the flag they ride under. That f

He started saying but all I could do was watch him talk. "You have quite the outstanding powers given to you by the divine beings and goddess of our forefathers... Yet, to be earnest Destiny, I haven't seen anything like yours before I mean I don't know Destiny but rather I have perused abilities like yours and your power is just so exceptional—Diffrent. And I believe you are the one to stop the Devil himself." He said, looking me deeply. "You are a goddess, Destiny, a water goddess" he added and I was shocked.

Luther who was also a black belter in karate gave out his most dangerous move wherein his elbow hit the face of his contender. Whereas his elbow simply made a solid impact in this fight. He rushed to Kristina as one of his men informed him that Alvin is now chasing Kristina. Meanwhile, Kristina is so tired and has stomach cramps already. She is crying so loud with the pain and fear of losing hope for herself and her unborn child. Lady Lee opened the door of the secret room ahead while having Chad's crying in her arms. When she turned around she saw Kristina has been caught by Alvin already through her hair.

I am making a public broadcast to every vampire there is, in every continent and parts of the worlds. "Now Sunshine", I get the signal. "Good day vampires of far and wide. I am here to make a public announcement to my people. On the 15th of September I lost my child and my womb. There is a threat on the loose. The threat attacked the future sourde de san, the heir to Dahmatra and one of the survivals of the Vahemir name. Yes, I have a twin sister who lives. Her name is Tasha Vahemir Darc", I end and signal Tasha to come into the frame and she sluggishly does.

Adian POV I twisted and turned on my bed unable to sleep. It's not like I didn't try... but whenever I would close my eyes her crying face appeard making me guilty every time. I know i should have controlled myself and didn't act so rashly. But what's done is done.. it can't be undone anymore. I signed again thinking about Jes words.... How can I call this love when it has been only few days since I met her... I don't know if she is my soulmate or not or this feelings can be given a name but I know for sure that I'll make her mine..... "Amara.... You're mine and only mine" I mumbled myself and dozed off to sleep.

When she opened the refrigerator again and grabbed the eggs, she asked, “So, what’s your deal? You read tea leaves or tarot cards? What?” “No. I just get visions sometimes.” Haldir rubbed his lips with his fingertips as he watched Mory work. As the pins and needles began in her fingers then rose through her arms, Mory looked up from the food and took a deep breath. “Really? Weird, that you didn’t catch what happened this morning then?” Haldir pushed himself back in his chair as he watched the sun beaming through the curtains, picking up the fiery reds and golds in her hair as its rays passed through the room. “I’m not in control of what I see, they just happen when they happen.”

Arizer asks as he holds my arm "Well I am having a little bit of trouble with my vision." "What do you mean trouble with your vision." "Well it started off as just blurry with black spots and now I can't see anything I am completely blind." "Did you use any magic in the cave?" "Not on purpose, but my wolf night vision was technically working, but I don't know how to turn that off, it just happends automatically." "Well that might be why your eyes are what are affected." Arizer said to me