Daemon X Rhaenyra Novels & Stories

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and

Carly yelled kicking nothing in air while the men carried her away. Luca's eyes met with Mia's. He was in pain. He hated himself for coming here just to disgrace himself in front of her. Who knows? Raven would poison her mind against him. "Just so you know Carly Tartal, I'm waiting for that day. Your father gas hidden enough, makes me wonder if he's dead. Have you guys being calling a skeleton your father, he doesn't leave the damn house" Raven said then she looked at Mia and Nanny before following his men out.

“This ends now. She’s not just yours, Ronon. She’s ours. If you want to reject her, fine. But touch her again and you’ll answer to me.” Ronon let go of me with a final shove. My sleeve tore at the seam. I said nothing, clutching the ripped fabric to my arm, my breathing steady even as my skin throbbed with pain. “You’re being a coward,” Dax said harshly. “You want vengeance? Go after Malrevok. But unless you’ve got proof Lyra did anything, you’re just lashing out like a spoiled brute.” Ronon turned to him, eyes blazing. “She acted like his second-in-command! She gave orders! She stood beside him while he murdered children! My sister’s babies!”

A knock at the door broke her from her thoughts. Frowning, she stood and approached cautiously. Her heart raced, though she didn’t know why. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and visitors were rare. As she opened the door, her eyes met the familiar face of **Kieran Dax**, leaning casually against the doorframe, dressed in his usual sleek black attire. His smile was disarming, smooth, and entirely predatory. “Kieran,” she said, her voice flat, trying to mask her unease. “Lyra,” he greeted in that suave tone of his. “You’re a difficult woman to find these days.”

Khaleesi's pov; "Please! Khaleesi please! You can't do this to me. We've known each other for years and have shared the same thing! Please don't kill me. Spare me!" Dan's cowardly cry and plea to be spared was like the sound of a bug in my ears, pestering me and asking to be let go. One sniff and all I could smell was blood. The blood of his fallen warriors and not even one of my mine or neither Aodhàn's around us.

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.”

That wasn’t gonna change, and my conversation with him just now has made me more determined. “Ariana, come here.” Dax called out and I stiffened before glancing over at him. He was standing by the man he was just torturing, and I wondered if the man was already dead because he had slumped over himself in his chair. I hesitantly walked over to him, the cheetah print pants I had on hugging my hips perfectly. Once I stopped in front of Dax, he nodded at the man. “What would you like me to do with him? He’s still alive, just asleep.”

For years, every kingdom suffered under the regime of tyrant King Elijah. He whipped women, took the men as nothing but drum fetchers. The entire eight kingdoms were under him and he did no good. He was a bad king to his own Kingdom, and a worser one to others. Until six years ago, when he was finally brought down and killed by Lord Alejandro, a child he had undermined so badly. As punishment for him not having a male heir, the Lords took his one and only daughter, Meandra, and declared that she suffers the sins of her father. She’s to serve each kingdom for a year, as a slave nonetheless, tortured and broken just like her father did them.

Anita sighed ‘I’m sorry you have to be in this situation but don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t die, and if you do die, I’ll keep your soul in a jar then make another body for you’. ‘Is that possible?’ ivy asked wiping her tears. ‘of course it is, phase 9 healers can make bodies with no soul but they don’t do those type of favors unless you are their loved one’. Ivan sighed as eyes alternated between Chloe and ivory. They were both in critical conditions, ivory had a high chance of becoming a lunatic and Chloe was in vegetable state due to severe blood loss and a slight damage in the brain. ‘It’s my fault’ duke hemming said as held his daughter’s hand sadly. The duke had consulted a phase