Game Of Throne Ygritte Death Novels & Stories

“I’ll never forgive myself for letting you carry this alone.” For a long time, there was silence. Then—barely audible—her lips moved. “Don’t… speak of love… like you understand it.” My heart stopped. I lifted my head slowly and there she was. Eyes open, gaze glassy with exhaustion and fury. “Ingrid,” I breathed. “You let it happen,” she rasped. “You chose her. Again.” I reached for her, but she recoiled. “You killed me, Aegon,” she said, every word stabbing through my chest. “And you didn’t even notice.”

Her leg collided with Vee's abdomen, and he landed on the ground with a loud thud, followed by the blood that split out of his mouth. "Two down, four to go." I heard Ryan's mocking voice beside me. At that moment, I wished I could just grab his neck and squeeze the life out of him. He seemed to notice me, and he let out a small chuckle. "Don't worry," he said, the deadly smirk still plastered on his face. "She won't kill them, at least not now. Moreover, you might want to give me the nectar in exchange for their life. "

Aisha growled no to me and explained that I couldn't raise the dead. "Zayn was dead, Emma. I'm sorry but that is the truth," she said firmly. I wiped away the single tear that fell and handed the full vial to Griffin. His eyes were wide as he examined the contents. "Bottoms up," he chirped and tipped the vial back, swallowing the contents. I watched my blood light the way down his throat and down into his chest. "Oh shit, this is amazing, Emma," he mumbled happily. I watched him turn his injured foot.

He staggered back a few steps, and finally collapsed on the ground, spurting blood everywhere. "You…you…traitor…murdering your elder…" The pain struck. Cranos glared at Yarl and howled weakly. He could clearly feel his heart was shattered. Without the luxury of finishing his sentence, he swallowed his last breath and passed away with his eyes widened to show his grudge.

“Our father is dead.” The council become disoriented and a few elders rose from their seats. “When did he die?” Alpha Jashin, one of those who rose to his feet, demanded. “He died two nights ago,” Elliott answered calmly, and this sends the court into an uproar. “And you’re only telling us now?” alpha Tyrion yelled at the bearer of bad news, slamming his hand on the table before him. “How did he die?” alpha Koz asked, still calm. He knew this was just the beginning.

I… I’m dying…’ Thought the aggrieved Yreth to herself. If only she had known that all this would happen, she wouldn’t have beaten around the bush… But it was far too late for regrets now, and soon enough, Yreth drew her final breath. Upon seeing that, the rest of the Gunters were instantly overwhelmed with fright, and all of them instantly began kneeling as they pleaded, “P-please spare our lives, Mr. Crawford…! We were only following her orders! I-if you let us live, we can tell you something important…!”

"What happened to you? War Legate Draco is here, so you’re all right now. Tell us what happened." "W-War Legate Draco, t-there's a monster inside. Mr. Oliver and the others… They ran inside to hide…" Gendry pointed to the distance. Adrian held Gendry's shoulder and asked, "Was it the monster who injured you?" "Yes…” "What kind of monster was it?" Gendry started drawing an image of the monster on the ground with his blood. However, he died before he could finish. "Gendry! Gendry!!!" Lane yelled, but Gendry was already dead.

I repeated the process over and over, the scene of Rohan's death flashing through my memory. “You shouldn't have dared me, Bryce!” He ran out of breath and was as good as a dead man. Wiping the blood off my face with the back of my palm, I stood up from the ground and turned around, staggering towards Beta Dayton when a sharp slice echoed from behind me. I turned around to find Bryce's head on the ground and Elora's hands stained with his blood. “Here's for killing my father.” She stated, her words hurting me deeply. I was going to walk towards her but right then, she fell to the ground and blacked out.

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.

He pulled away from the hug and held my hand before he howled, and it echoed across the battlefield getting everyone’s attention. “Thanos is dead” With three words, the Grydens stopped attacking. Vincent had the blood of a royal Gryden, so they were going to obey him, after all, he was supposed to be their ruler but knowing Vincent he only cared little about being their king, which only left Dartron as their king. And that was how the war that started many centuries ago ended in one night.