Game Of Thrones Aerys の小説・ストーリー

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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.

Acheron won't easily trust someone even if it's Evis. It didn't take long before the door opened revealing a topless Acheron with a towel hanging on his shoulder. His brow furrowed, his hair a mess and his jaw moved violently the moment his eyes met Raenerys. The moment he recognized Raenerys his body immediately tensed up. He made sure his guards were on, and his wall remained steady, because he couldn't make sure it wouldn't crumble now that the woman he ever loved was standing in his house's door on flesh.

I smirked. He swung the blade and slashed my arm. I slashed his face in return. He kicked and swung. You could tell he was becoming irritated. I twirled and kicked the knife right out of his hand. He headbutted me, grabbing my right arm with the blade and lifting it. His right hand went around my throat gripping it tightly. Have you ever seen that scene in Games of Thrones, where Arya kills the Night King? That’s exactly what I did. I dropped my blade catching it with my left hand and plunged it right into his abdomen, making sure I twisted it with his intestines curling with it.

I didn’t glance back, just led the way. Walking into the room, I set my ax aside and slumped into a seat with a sigh. Melite pouted at me and put a plate of meat in front of me, kissing my cheek. “Eat, Asterion. You need to regain your strength.” she smiled, turning her attention to the doorway where Andromache and Eurymedusa walked in.

In the afternoon, Eon aaranged everything for their return in Cirk Country. "Please Eon, I don't want to go back to that place. Let me go!" Arya pleaded desperately.. "You already had so much fun. It's time for you to fulfill yiur duties as a wife" Eon answered nonchalantly. Arya is powerless. She thought she's already strong enough along the years dhe ran away from him. She's not surprise at all to shr had already expected this. Not to mention her linger fear and love for Eon is holding her back.

My cheeks burn, once I realize what I've done. However, I don't move it. "I'm glad I have you on this trip with me," Thorran breathes, eyes hot and blazing as they focus on me fully. "It seems like you're the only person who cares about me past the whole Alpha business. I like you a lot, Aerys." Warmth consumes me as I pray he can't see my blush. "You changed my life."

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Werewolves from far and wide, drawn by the legend of Eryndors strength and mercy, came to pledge their allegiance. Among them was a mysterious figure, a lone wolf with piercing yellow eyes and a coat as white as snow. She approached Eryndor with quiet confidence, her tail held high. "I am Aria," she said, her voice like music. "I have come to join your troops Eryndor. Together, we can build a new era of peace and prosperity and survive." Eryndor, sensing the weight of Aria's words, welcomed her with a nod. As she joined the troops, a collective howl rose to the moon, a chorus of hope and renewal. The whole horizon witnessed the blow and bursts of thunder recorded the sight of the Valient.

“I’ve read about him before. But only in fragments. The records are always vague, like they were deliberately altered or erased. All I could piece together was that Erythos wasn’t just powerful, he was something the First King himself feared.” Bram gave a dry chuckle. “Fantastic. So we might’ve just pissed off some ancient nightmare.” “We don’t know if he’s even real,” Rael pointed out. Elior clenched his jaw. “He is.” They all turned to him. He hesitated for only a second before speaking. “I saw him. Or something connected to him. Just before we escaped the archives.” Myrra’s expression darkened. “What did you see?” Elior exhaled. “A throne, blackened and broken. A mountain of bones beneath