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.

God, I can't believe I'm thinking of his arms while he's about to kill a man. He opens his mouth in search of oxygen. His neck and face veins are swollen, which I would say is purple or even blue. It seems that their feet have already lost their lives, as they hang inert and without moving. He is a middle-aged man. It can be seen in the wrinkles on his hands or in the gray hair that begins to appear that it is closer to the third. -Azael- I utter serenely- Let it go. Azael looks at me with narrowed eyes before obeying me. And I am hardly surprised by how easy it is to control their actions. He drops it without any delicacy and drops it to the ground, causing a dry sound. The man is one secon

“I need to get billy!” She immediately stands up and runs to get Billy. I immediately followed her. She went down to get her sister but the white smoke blocked her way. She is now standing at the front of the white smoke that is shaped like a white dragon. While I am standing behind her with my black smoke shaped like a black dragon. The angel with a thousand eyes above her was looking at her while her sister was standing behind them. Looking at us and wondering what is going on? I don’t know what to do. I am thinking about how I can get her away from the enemy. She is just three inches away from the white smoke while I am five inches away from her. If I will take a step they will be going t

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.”

“She was my friend before I met you. If you wanted to be loved by me, having good chemistry with her would be the best. But, you are the worst bully that I know in this school, and yet you expect me to fall for a woman like you. Who does that?” “Even the Alpha Prince loved her sister who bullied her worst….” Ava uttered, sounding pitifully. Tyrion smirked. “Do I look like the Alpha Prince? What if you approach her sister and convince her to stop bullying Eden…..would you die?” That was unexpected of Tyrion. The whole student was watching, and yet he couldn't control his anger before them. If this reaches the Alpha King or even to Prince Geralt, he might be expelled from his duty as the Princ

I wondered who it was this time, walking towards the door and pulling it open. It was a girl I’d never met before. She stood with a look of annoyance on her face like she didn’t want to be here. She was a head taller than me with long black hair, really beautiful. "So, you’re the one taking up Tyrell’s time these days," she said, not particularly happy about it. "You’d think it was someone even worth bothering about," she muttered to herself. "My name is Arya, and Tyrell is my mate," she declared, exerting her dominance as well as marking her territory.