Daenerys Jon Novels & Stories

" His eyes sparkled. “Trust me, you'll like it. Nav studied Kat's face closely. Would she agree? he had stayed disappointed that she had fled at night, but would certainly persist. That's why I chose the name Dhiraj for today's role. It meant "patience". When he saw that blond guy with his hand on her shoulder, he wished he'd picked a name. more vigorous. He wanted to tear the character apart and say that Kat was his. what she doesn't it was. Yet. Now, he was impatient to be alone with her, continue his flirtation and get her over it. your hesitation. “Just come and have a look. — Would you like to play a board game in one of those little compartments?

There was simply nothing like it, not even the utmost pleasures of mortal men could compare to the absolute thrill of power that coursed deep within her, and almost found herself purring in ecstasy as she looked down on the battered and bruised Fate, one of the primordial forces of time itself at her very feet, dealt with by a creation of her own machinations The girl growled in anger her eyes coursing with power she didn't know how ti channel and a smile lit up Nike's face "Best you learn some manners girl" she said letting her energy crush the girl into the floor "You do not look upon the face of your mistress, not unless you have a death wish" Pinning her down, she surveyed the damage, th

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

Then he slid down the wall on the other side of the door and sat too, close enough for company, far enough for peace, and pulled out his phone, and started, in the low competent murmur of the only person on earth I fully trusted, the work of finding out where Isaiah Crowe had run. "For what it's worth," Darius said, some time later, into the dark, "the kid asked about her again. Little J. Doped up to his eyeballs, arm in a sling, and the first coherent thing out of him was did she make it out, is Miss Zariah okay. Before he asked about himself. Before he asked about you." A pause. "She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You

He demanded. The King taken aback simply and firmly said "I suggest you watch your tone Alpha." Letting his aura slip out just enough to show the Alpha who he was speaking to then continued. "As I was saying she is not a rogue. She is my daughter. You can unmask yourself now, Arya." "I’m sorry My King." Alpha josh said and collected himself a little more before he continued. "What are you talking about? Unmask herself?"

When the silence settled, Bianca stepped forward, her voice carrying through every connection, across continents. “This is Bianca Romano. The Blood Queen of the New Order. You’ve heard the rumors of the dead walk again. Rowena has returned. She seeks to unmake the world we built from ruin. I will not let her. And if I must burn through heaven and hell to stop her, then you’ll march beside me or burn with her.” The screens flickered. One by one, answers came in. “Yes, my Queen.” “For Rome.” “For the Blood.” “For survival.”

The Alphas bowed their heads in shame and muttered some words that Damien wasn't concerned about. “You, come over here and kneel beside me,” Alpha Damien said. Ariel ran towards the King like a scared cat and knelt down beside him, as he earlier commanded. While Ariel was beside Alpha Damien, he looked at her with pure disgust and noticed her appearance – she was looking really pale like a ghost, her nails were dirty, her hair looking so unkempt, she had dirt on her cloth, her eyes were looking so weak like they could shut close at any time, and not to forget how she was looking starved and unhealthy.

Madchen fidgeted nervously in her new dress. Drago had certainly thought of everything,she thought to herself. Standing in front of the full length mirror,she watched as the attendants he hired fussed with her satiny coral cocktail dress. Her Fiery hair cascaded down her shoulders in spiraling curls,and her fingernails and toes were painted a matching coral as well.

The representatives of different entities were surprised to see the woman leading the new group. Gunter’s men worked fast, quickly encircling the unwelcome guests. The female leader looked at Gunter fearlessly and said, “I am Hannah Delmore, the chief of the serious crime unit of the Viper’s Den’s branch in Westeros. I need a word with you.” The woman was Hannah, who was defeated by Kaze. “Oh, she represents the Arcadian government. Let them through,” with his hands behind his back, Gunter said indifferently.

She clenched her fists tightly, squashing his heart in her hand. Dabria's skin turned pale white, her eyes turned black and her pupils turned red. Her nails and fangs grew bigger. She kicked Austin off of her. "No one messes up with my people and my family. I, the sole heiress of the Cerberus throne, has now proven to be worthy of the Cerberus name. As I have the same blood running through my veins as Master Adrian Cerberus." Austin heard Dabria howling loudly as demons dragged his dark soul to hell.