Daenerys Jon Novels & Stories

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.”

They allowed her to move around the house without guards, but a lot of people were still watching her, as they still couldn't bring themselves to trust her. "If it isn't my favorite hostage ever." "Layla," Ariel hadn't seen her since their last episode and she wasn't pleased to see her now either, "what do you want from me?" "Oh, I just wanted to show you, your beloved mate," she said with a knowing smirk on her face, as she summoned a power orb in her hands, that showed Damien in his study as he was working. "Damien," she whispered in her head, but she knew what Layla was trying to achieve, so she decided to play her at her own game. Layla was surprised at the emotional look in Ariel's eyes

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.

Lyra asked. She refused to believe a woman with so little life experience could remain so calm during an abduction. Any normal person would be screaming and fighting to escape. Unless Darcy was backed by someone strong, and rescue was on its way. Yet she was just a chairwoman of a small company. The only thing worth noting was that she was related to the Viper’s Den Westeros Branch. She might not look like she was related, but after some investigation, her connection to the Viper’s Den was revealed.

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.

Dillon said. Drake smirked and put his hands in his pocket. “The kingdom is big enough to welcome the enemy,” he said hesitantly. “No sweats, no preparation at all,” he confidently mumbled. Beta Dillon shrugged his shoulders. ‘Well, the alpha’s tactics were one hundred steps away.’ Dillon thought. “—how about your heir? Your stray?” Then, Dillon asked out of the blue. Drake glance at him. “Eyes up on her; she’s suffering,” he answered and looked away. “I’d like to punish her until she collapsed.” He smiled mischievously.

"Alpha King… This is what my daughter wanted... I promise that I will pledge you loyalty for eternity, but I just want you to go on one date with my daughter. I promise that you will change your mind once you meet her." "One date?" Tyrion smirked. Alpha Marcus nodded excitedly. "Yes! She is waiting outside! I will call her in!" He ran to the door before Tyrion could react. As the door opened, a slender, tall woman walked in. She had curves in all the right places, long platinum-blond hair, and mesmerizing crystal-blue eyes. As if she wasn't stunning enough, she was wearing a fitted wine-red dress with a deep neckline, perfectly emphasizing her breasts. She was pure sex with a touch of elegan

I informed him. "You're not an Omega, you're my Luna, my Queen," He says, It's something I've never thought much of, am I worthy of leading by his side? A knock sounds on the door and Dan pokes his head in, "Guys, I'm starving can we go down now?" He asks, The door swings fully open and Arya walks in. She looks beautiful in a dress, it shows off her slender figure. She smiles mischievously at us and I blush in embarrassment.

Arya replied as she stretched her fingers out. “Alston Curran, alpha of the Curran pack and my mate, I, Arya jenkins, daughter of the chief priestess and Luna of the Curran pack, would be your wife.” She replied with a large smile on her face. Mrs jenkins was the first to scream out, her mouth covered by her husband immediately, “Don’t you know you have a child?” He said to her with all seriousness as she glared hatefully at him. “I hate you.” She said, eyeing him before turning back to face Arya and Alston, a wide smile on both of their faces.