Daenerys X Jon Novels & Stories

His elder son was absent, Daerason noticed. "And these are my trusted Lieutenants, Lianna Swallow," he introduced a young girl with orange hair, "Jewell Sparrow," Jewell was a man with blonde hair and a scar over his cheek, "Xavier Crane, and Amanda Winfield" "A please to meet you all" said the King, "Im sure you all know who we are" "Oh we do" said Lord Isiah drinking his wine, "So to what do i owe this visit?" "The Dornish need your aid" said Dorian

"And it may not be denied?" "With one dragon, Xaro Xhoan Daxos would rule this city, but one ship will further our cause but little." Dany nibbled at an onion and reflected ruefully on the faithlessness of men. "We passed through the bazaar on our way back from the Hall of a Thousand Thrones," she told Ser Jorah. "Quaithe was there." She told him of the firemage and the fiery ladder, and what the woman in the red mask had told her.

"There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think." "Yet how are men to see him, if he is at Storm's End?" Stannis drummed his fingers on the Painted Table. "It is a difficulty. One of many." He raised his eyes. "You have more to say about the letter. Well, get on with it. I did not make you a knight so you could learn to

Samson Wood said, “Boss, I will arrange someone now to find the woman named Vany. Once we locate Vany, Ryan will stop helping Conley. You can even recruit Ryan and kill two birds with one stone.” Thomas pondered for a moment. “It’s okay to arrange someone to find Vany, but don’t use her as leverage. If you do that, what is the difference between me and Conley?” Samson asked, “So boss, you plan to…” Thomas pursed his lips slightly and said, “Do you know of the fictional character, Daenerys Targaryen in her quest to recruit Tyrion Lannister in ‘A Song of Ice and Fire’?” Samson blushed awkwardly.

Xenia's facial expression was enough for Dany to realize. " Is everything alright between you and Ajax?" Dany asked but got no response. Dany asked the same question two times more but as expected Xenia remained silent. A few drops of tears left her eyes. Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Both of them looked at the main door. They wondered who came at this hour. " I will see. You sit," Dany said to Xenia and forwarded her legs to the main door. A few seconds later Dany entered the dining area with Ajax. The moment Xenia's eyes caught him she gritted her teeth with anger. Banging her hands on the table she stood up.

He doesn’t look at us while he talks, and all we can do is respect his wishes. Slowly, all the wolves come to the standing area, leaving only Devin beside Xander’s pyre. Arya still hasn’t gotten up. Declan waits patiently, eyes on Arya. After several minutes, she stands and moves to her mate’s pyre. She stands beside Devin. They put their arms around each other, both holding Xander’s hand. Arya leans her head on Devin’s shoulder and he kisses her head. I hear him whisper, “Do you want me to stay?”

SHARON’S POV The night smelled like cut grass and diesel. Streetlights flickered weak yellow pools across cracked pavement, turning everything into shadows with sharp edges. Daenerys sat between my knees on the curb, her small back pressed to my chest, dragon plush already damp from her tears. Daemon curled against her side, one fist knotted in her sleeve, the other thumb jammed deep in his mouth. His eyelids drooped, then snapped open again every few seconds. He knew. They both knew.

"Come on, let's not prejudge. Let's assess the situation and then decide. If we prejudge the worst, even though the situation isn't bad, in everyone's eyes, we'll be the ones who are the antagonists." Xander couldn't take it anymore. He pulled Jonas's legs up and grabbed his waist, holding him tightly in his lap. He kissed Jonas's face passionately. "I'm the luckiest man in the world," Xander whispered against Jonas's neck. "Hm? Why? Did you win the lottery?" Jonas whispered back. "This is bigger and bigger than any lottery," Xander said, nibbling behind Jonas's ear. "It's you and Jordan." "Ugh, babe, no," Jonas moaned, feeling desire to fill his body. "Our flight's tomorrow—"

Prince Kohl grinned broadly as she opened the door, expressing excitement and love. Why don't you watch the games? I just want to watch you." They chuckled. "You know, it's disrespectful to the queen of the iron throne that you are here and I can't be there," he added. He gave her a hug, and they had a passionate kiss. They shared another kiss, but this time the atmosphere was strong, with two lovers' sexual thoughts and desires filling the room. They desired more. When Naomi pulled him over, their bodies were overcome with goosebumps after a burst of light passed through their heads. The kisses they exchanged travelled from the east to the west, then to the south and back to the north.