Game Of Thrones Aerys Novels & Stories

“Like that.” Sirens screamed closer, red and blue slashing through the broken windows, lighting the walls in streaks. Sienna’s gut clenched—cops could mean help or a bigger mess. She dug the vial out, holding it up, the red inside catching the glow. Yours, Sienna. Always was. Her blood, his blood—Dorian’s twisted game, and she was neck-deep.

In his own walls. And the thought of that betrayal — of an unseen hand inside his ranks — gnawed at him more deeply than any wound. He found Arya in their chambers, sitting beside the hearth. The fire cast warm light across her skin, painting her in gold and shadow. Her dark hair fell loose down her back, her eyes the color of twilight—steady, patient, and far too knowing. She didn’t look up immediately when he entered. “You didn’t come back when you said you would,” she murmured, her tone calm but laced with quiet reproach.

I had no answer. She let me go. Her gaze shifted to the urn in my arms. "You won't take this when it's offered? Then I am taking it from you. "You will not see your father's ashes again." She reached. The blood in my arms went cold. The control I had been holding cracked. "Please… please don't. It wasn't me. I'll do anything, anything you want. Just don't." I was about to fall to my knees again. I would have. The pride and dignity I'd had walking in here had been gone for hours.

The sun begins to lower through the sky, leaving orange glints reflecting off all the metals in the satellite dishes and vents that lead up here. I walk briskly closer until I'm completely behind him, watching his ink-covered back muscles tense with every blow. -Azael- I say this time, trying to normalize my breathing. Amon hits the bag looser before turning around. His torso is naked and a few beads of sweat fall down his black-colored body. His mouth is ajar to breathe easier and his chest goes up and down frantically. -What are you doing here? -question. His voice makes me shiver.

We landed with my back facing the ground full of marbles, shattered bottles, and garbage while she landed in a kneeling position with her blazing eyes still staring at me and her hand on my neck. “Never forget that I AM MIKHA’EL,” She said in a thundering voice that made the whole place shake, and she stood up and spread her wings and flew away in her phoenix form. Like nothing happened. Yes, I am nothing compared to her. HE IS MICHAEL who disguises himself as a teenage girl. WTF?

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Adrian was standing in front of the witch clan that became the reason behind Eve's misery. The woman who looked in her mid thirties was staring at Adrian's pale face with wide eyes. "Cersei Shadowclaw! I am not surprised at all to see your beautiful face. You look very much like your great grandmother, Azure. Especially your black eyes that remind me of her." Adrian spoke in a low tone. Cersie was staring at Adrian's face with this horrifying look in her eyes. Whole Louisiana was aware of the horrifying story of poor Azure. How her life ended as Adrian came to know that it was Azure who had predicted Eve's future. Adrian had killed Eve on behalf of the single prediction.

After a few seconds he slams it open again. "What the hell dude.." Reece exclaims. "Happy birthday Morgana.. and um welcome to the pack I guess..." Aaron says and escapes one more time through the door. I turn around and look at Reece who offers me a warm smile. "It's Charles.." I say to him and his facial expression goes from happy to sad in a matter of seconds. "Well, tell him to scram.." He says moving towards me. 'Who the hell is Charles and why is he interrupting us?' My wolf asks from inside me but I just ignore her.

“The name ‘Arya’ is from that Game of Thrones show, isn’t it?” She giggles and tilts her head back slightly to look at me. The sight of her smile has my heart clenching in my chest. “Yes, liefhe (love). It is from the Song of Ice and Fire book series, which is what the show is based on. My father was obsessed with the books. When he found out that I would be a girl, he convinced my mother to name me after the high-born girl turned deadly warrior. He said that an alpha’s daughter needed a fierce name.”

Teased by the others, Aerys stayed unaffected and said, "Whatever you say. My brother's already waiting for me, so I have to go now. See you tomorrow!" Aerys exited with a gleeful expression painted on her face. Aerys was genuinely happy as the one who would take over her was walking towards the reception booth. She tapped the lady's shoulder and said goodbye. "Hey, don't you think she was way too enthusiastic for her to meet up with her brother?" "Maybe, she already had a boyfriend?" "Possibly." "Then perhaps we should stop teasing her and pairing her to Loren." "Good call. Let us do that then."