Daenerys Novels & Stories

I said and let go of her. “Your whole family is downstairs,” she said and looked deep into my eyes. She watched me as I got dressed and raised her eyebrows when I slid two Jericho’s into the shoulder holsters and zipped my jacket up halfway. I took her hand and we headed down the stairs. I heard their voices, familiar voices, as we neared the last stair. We stepped into the open-plan room and every head turned to look at me. “It’s the eyes,” a woman said. Jessica Sinclair. Five foot four inches. One hundred and sixty-four pounds. Dark brown hair. Golden brown eyes. Belongs to Malachi. Witch.

Courtiers who meet her emerald gaze often walk away uncertain where their own desires end and hers begin. Serastra, Dragon Princess of Ashkar — Heat shimmers around Kaelith when her temper flares, ember-glow pulsing beneath bronze-gold skin. The daughter of a lesser fire-dragon lord, she came to Qombinia determined that “lesser” would never describe her future. She respects Drakonios’s power but yearns to match it, imagining a reign of two dragons soaring side by side—never one enthroned above the other.

She knelt, placed three daisies at the base of Roland’s marker. “Hi Grandpa,” she said clearly. “I’m Daenerys. Mommy says you’re up in the sky now. I brought flowers because they’re pretty and you probably like pretty things. I like drawing dragons. Do you like dragons? If you do, maybe you can watch me draw one later.” She stood, brushed dirt from her knees, then moved to my stepmother’s stone. She set two sunflowers down. “Hi Grandma. I’m Daenerys too. Mommy says you have the most beautiful voice she’s ever heard. I like singing. Maybe you can hear me if I sing loud enough.”

He turned away to leave, causing me to softly call for his attention but he ignored me. Who was he? How sure was their Alpha that I was willing to stay in his manor? I raced after the man, breathing hard as soon as I caught up with him. We walked down the hall as some of the men and women who worked there gaped at me and whispered amongst themselves. “She's the one,” “That's the homeless girl our Alpha rescued.” “What's she doing here? Isn't she supposed to be on her way?” “Look at that face, it looks like she's here to stay… who wouldn't? This is basically a mining den in her eyes,”

She realized that that KAEL DRAVEN is. Rain exploded across the battlefield while the forest echoed with growls and terrified screams Ariana was extremely terrified inside the carriage, her heart pounding violently against her chest as she watched Kael Draven step forward into the storm.The Night Crawlers circled him carefully now.There were six of them No,Eight.

His eyes begin to glow red as Darriel takes him in his arms, saying over and over. "You can do this brother; you are a good man; you are stronger than them." I look up, and my Princess is within touching distance, although the flaming god's surround the platform she lies on. I take Davin's hand, as I say. "Look Davin, your sisters here, and she needs you now." He looks up as he erupts into a ball of flames, funny though as there is no heat coming off him like there is of the other Gods I raise my eyebrows looking over to Darriel, he smiles as he says.

She warned me. I looked over for a place I could sit but to my luck there was none. Everyone had already been seated and I was the only one left. The teacher found my discomfort and spoke up..."Aiden can you please share your seat" the teacher said. I looked over to see who it was and as soon as my eyes landed on him I was knocked out of breath. He was absolutely perfect his Short coal black hair fell gracefully over his forehead, his sharp jaw and full lips complimenting more to his handsomeness. His orbs as blue as ocean as if i would drown any seconds watching them. His tanned body with perfectly sculptured abs and his shirt clinging to his body as a second skin. He was the defination of

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

Said Lilliana in a shock, while Anna was looking at her like she was watching horror movie. "Tell me Soph you will never gonna turn dark on us " said Anna. "Hey wait you guys are thinking I am going to turn dark for powers I have ? and then will go on killing innocents without any reasons? What is this game of thrones? Who I am? Daenerys Targaryen ? and who you guys are Sansa Stark, Arya Stark? This is the living nightmare than! "Said Sophia disappointed. "Whoa where you have learned that sarcasm?" asked Anna.

I badly wanted to complain about it and tell them about my thought but my mother kept going. “Of course, we know what you are experiencing Theon but we are also dreaming to be grandparents, to have that baby on our hand. And we want to see you getting married, having that someone with you for the rest of your live. Can you remember the last time you fainted, it was already three years ago, maybe that fainting-thing was over and somehow, you’re healed. We don’t know that.”