Dark Jon Snow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jaxon stood before it, motionless, as the feed replayed his own orchestrated destruction. Raven stepped behind him. Her voice was low, deliberate. “You did it.” He didn’t look at her. “Not yet." The glow of fire reflected in his eyes, painting him in a light too red to be victory. She hesitated, searching for something human in his expression. There was control and power, but the warmth that had lived beneath it, the part that had whispered promises against her skin, seemed buried for now. As dawn began to rise over the Hudson, the war was far from over. The Don had returned, and Raven, standing in the shadow of his rebirth, wondered how much of the man she loved would survive it.

As waiting on the other side of the door for them to come out. They have just had their first illicit sex in Sincity. For a moment there Jason felt sorry for Snow, he had just taken his black boy's monster cock. He knew what his friend was packing and Goddammit if Snow didn't feel the power of that thing and judging by the sounds that never ceased to stop pouring from Snow's mouth, Jason knew he felt it. *********

Are you willing to be so blind to this that you won't notice what's right in front of. *You thought the mate bond with Gavin was the real thing! What makes you think...* *It's because I now know that Gavin's was fake that I can tell Lucas is our real mate!* *That's a lie! You'd say that because you just want a mate! You're...* *Don't forget I was there with you, Adrienne.* Snow's voice had turned cold, no longer the soothing one she had used before. *I'm feral now because of what happened. You're not the only one that suffered.*

Jhelani’s POV: Damon’s mouth devoured mine until I thought I’d melt into the wall. Each kiss bruised, tore, and stole every shred of control I thought I had left. He was brutal with his kisses. I wanted to shove him away, to tell him he had no right, but my body had other plans. It was betraying me, burning up under every rough sweep of his hands, trembling against him like I was made for this. “Stop fighting me, Snowfire,” he muttered against my lips, his voice breaking into something hoarse, ragged. His forehead pressed against mine, breath coming hard. “You don’t get it, do you? You drive me insane.” he confessed.

Chapter 595 Snow stumbled straight to her knees on the couch under the kick from Jocelyn. Snow turned around instantly. Her body trembled with rage. "Jocelyn, how dare you kick me? I'm going to kill you!" Jocelyn spat, "Snow, you should know I can fight. Watch out. I don't want to fight with you today. But if you piss me off, I won't take it easy on you!" Snow stared angrily at Jocelyn with red eyes. Her calf was still bleeding.

Once again, I jerk awake from dreams of being attacked. Only this time in my dream, Snow wasn’t anywhere around, it was just me facing off against the Mean Ones and some other new ones who have joined their group. The first thing I notice when I come awake is that Snow isn’t here. I start to get up, needing to make sure he's okay, but I find myself pinned down by an arm; a warm, large, masculine arm. My eyes widen and my heart rate speeds up. I turn and look behind me seeing a man, a very naked man, sleeping with his body curled up around mine. He has the same wintery scent that Snow has and as I watch, his eyes open, flashing like opals before settling on a bluish color.

He planted a longing kiss on my forehead and I smiled. "Oh yeah, I told him I'm not coming home so I think you shouldn't go too. Let's spend this night together." He said and I shrugged "Sound good to me. But not without sending a goodnight text to my son." I pointed out and he chuckled. Oh, I hope this goes as planned. ***THE GRIFFO'S MANSION*** *SNOW'S POV* What have I done? My eyelids parted and I stared up at the beautiful chandelier above as I drifted into thoughts. What have I done? I didn't just had sex with my target. I didn't just profess my true love to my target!

did everything you can to not let things escalate because you had conflicting feelings about being with me. You’re rational Jenny. You don’t let your emotions cloud your judgement. You didn’t want to go into something you’re not sure if you can handle or not like she did. Or talked yourself into it like she did. And I totally respect that about you. I can’t promise you that nothing will ever happen to me, that you won’t ever lose me. Fate has a way of choosing our destiny and there is nothing we can do about it, to stop it, change it, or undo it. I could live to be a hundred and nine or I can drop dead right now from….I don’t know a blood clot or an aneurism. There is nothing certain about

Otherwise, I will be bullied in the same way that Juno was. ~Juno's POV~ Snow falls beneath my feet as I go along the forest trail, oblivious to my own destiny. That was my goal. Even after all these years, the thought of dying still appeals to me. Despite the passage of time (4 years), I was still the mother of my son, my boy Darrian. Each time I looked at my wrist, uncontrollably, tears streamed down my cheeks, reminding me of my shortcomings. I’m irritated by the prospect of not dying after attempting practically everything. I sighed quietly. I’m slowing down. I’m at a loss for words at this point. I’m going to die of hypothermia. I went to my knees and began to tremble as the snow began

I shook my head when I remember Demogorgon form when I first saw him we are not friended back then because we both love the same girl but Snow choice him, I decided to let go of my feelings but I heard that Snow been possessed by black magic that her family heirlooms and she been a bad creature and I heard that a powerful witch lockup her into the book but her family couldn't tell everything because they would die instantly if they would tell a bit regarding that thing. Snow's mother tries to tell it to Demogorgon but before she finishes her sentence she dies in front of my poor friend. And that was all he knows, that Snow was locked up inside of the book because a witch did it, and even ho