Daenerys X Jon Novels & Stories

Alex had exclaimed when we met face to face, "Who are you supposed to be?" "I'm Jon Snow,” said my husband straightening up to the maximum, "What are you supposed to be and why are you carrying those boxes on your legs?" "Because I'm Tyrion Lannister,” Alex snapped, pointing to a mark on his face, "The best character in Games of Thrones." Then I had witnessed one of the funniest and most absurd discussions. The truth is that now Milena didn’t want to take off her costume and wanted to dance and have everyone dance for her.

And you, Theon, are a dead man walking. Theon smiled, a cold, chilling smile that did not quite reach his eyes. "We will see, Darius. We will see. The war is far from over. It has only just begun." He turned and walked away, his Alpha aura a crushing presence of power and command. Rhea was alone with Darius, the silence in the cell heavy with all that was left unsaid. His hand was at her throat, a threatening, possessive touch. She sensed his strength, his Alpha presence, his fierce, untamed need. He was her captor, her enemy, her only hope.

she said and Xander smiled, he didn’t know why but he loved this young girl already. “Oh. That’s right, what are you playing as?” He asked and she beamed. “Daenerys Targaryen,” she said and Xander smiled, he remembered the name now. “Oh, a dragon queen, that’s nice. What’s your name sweetie” he asked and she grinned. “Mia, what’s yours, sir?” She asked and Xander smiled. “It’s Xander, nice to meet you, Mia,” he said and she waved as she walked away.

Together, we broke Luke’s dominance. * “Jonea,” I whispered as I carried her. She tugged at my shirt, stopping me. “Jonea?” “Put me down.” “But, Jonea...” “There’s something I need to do!” Barefoot and clad only in my coat, she returned to the battlefield. Daran was stunned to see her back. She gave him a brief glance before chasing after Luke Draken, who was fleeing with the help of his dragons. * MILLER

The scent of dried blood lingered in the air, iron-heavy and bitter. It clung to the stones of the dungeon like a warning, sharp and unrelenting. Torches flickered along the corridor walls, casting long, uneven shadows that danced across the damp stone floor. Veyra descended into the depths of the keep, heart pounding, drawn by a chill that had nothing to do with the temperature. Jon was already there, crouched outside the open cell door. His face was pale, his jaw clenched, hands slick with blood that wasn't his. He looked up at her as she approached, and the pain in his eyes told her everything before she even stepped into the room.

"S-so why they aren't together?" Felix scratched his head and chuckled nervously. "Because Alpha Tyrion's mate is dead."

“You have made me proud today.” “I am happy to hear that, my lord,” said Jon meekly. “You may leave now. Go and be with your family.” “Thank you, my lord,” said Jon with relief. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes before he left. He hadn’t spoken a word to me but I saw his apology in his eyes. “So, we meet again, Jade,” Dominic said to me with a sinister grin. “What now?” I asked him fearlessly. “Oh, you’ll see,” he said gleefully. “When we are done with you, you will beg for death but you will not get it. That promise you.”

He leaned in to lick Dabria's cheek. A hard kick collided with his face and he went flying away from Dabria. "A bastard like you would never gave a piece of my heiress in a million years. I will not allow it." Adrian growled at King Xanus as he helped Dabria back up on her feet. Adrian leaned into Zeus' ear and whispered something not even Dabria was able to hear for some reason. Zeus smirked and nodded his head. Adrian stepped away from the couple. Growling angrily, Zaric launched himself at King Xanus. Dabria went to back Zaric up. Dabria was sparring with king Xanus to keep him busy. Taking to opportunity, Zaric bit king Xanus' neck.

“Hasn’t he tried to scare you with his mind games already?” “Scare me?” “Yes of course,” Jon sighed. “Draymond’s the spooky one. The lover of everything dark and evil. Unlike me. I’m love and light and everything bright.” Xavier nodded. “I see.” “Yes,” Jon smiled. “So which side do you choose to be on? Love and light or hatred and darkness?” “I’m not sure which yet,” Xavier said. “But I need to see the option C first.” “The option C?” Jon stared at him. “What’s the option C?”

He couldn't grasp what Xander made me face. “Agonizing,” he murmured, not daring to look at me. “Would you like me to give you a glimpse of what happened to me when you sent me back?” I challenged him. They had to know how cruel they were. “Ayla… we’re sorry. What would you like us to do to show you that we’re sorry? You haven't even been in contact with Rowena and Dinah. Why did you stop talking to them? I thought they were your best friends,” Jorah spoke.