Game Of Thrones Aerys Novels & Stories

Then I swung the sharp blades across his throat, deep enough to kill him in seconds. As the ground beneath him changed into dark-red, sticky mud, the crowd turned silent. With the last beat of his heart, Dante Greco turned into his lifeless human form. I raised my head and looked at the members of the royal council. Their mouths were open, and they all stared at me in disbelief. I brushed Greco's blood off my claws and hid them. Tyrion smirked, grabbed my hand, and led me toward the council. Tyrion briefly looked each member in the eyes before saying, "Let me state that again, Aria Seymour is my mate. She is the only woman I wish to claim, and I will. Now bow down because the one before you

Summer squirmed under his touch, the Old man had wrinkly too pale skin. But he could see it. He could see what led him straight to her. Her eyes. Rich pools of molten gold that seemed to swirl beneath their depth. She was thin and scrawny. "Who would have thought..." He murmured as everyone around watched the two of them silently. He gathered himself quickly and turned to his men. "Take her to the carriage. We leave tonight." He ordered and Rhaegal frowned. "It's too late. The roads aren't safe."

asked Athelstan, almost through gritted teeth. Sumon noticed Kyros visibly stiffening his jaw, while a flash of fear passed over his face, only to be replaced by anger. Anger? Fear? What's on your mind Neyer? Sumon wondered thoughtfully. "Elhias is the king of Aeris and Elder, just as Taryn Fahan is queen of Elder and Aeris," Nathan explained without moving his gaze from Athelstan. The prince clenched his fists on the table and a flash of sadness passed through his face, before he looked down, then hoisted himself on his hands and rose to stand up. Kyros next to him stood up and looked straight ahead, as his face became harder and tighter, as did his body getting stiffer and stiffer.

Aries black eyes nearly emotionless right then. “Tell the rest I sent to hell hello when you get there Jorogumo.” Aries looked at his warriors. “Burn her until there is nothing but ash left.” She was a demon, an evil creature that had fed off the death of the unborn. The children of his people. He felt no remorse saying this and turning from her as she screeched at him. Hissing, but Aries took a breath. He could feel the venom spreading and he was bleeding bad. “Aires.” He had moved into a hall there climbing over a bit of debris in the way. He knew this way would take him back to the active parts of the keep. He looked at Daral. His second and most trusted. He looked very concerned.

By the time she stood up and ran out, the heads of her parent slept on the grass like ground, their blood pouring from their neck to their bodies damaging their white and blue respective apparels with its red sinful color. Then slowly she raised her eyes to behold the evil hearted Alpha sitting majestically on his throne like a god, his heartless eyes were stone cold as they gazed at her parents corpses. Then slowly he raised his head up smirked at her,stood up, got on his horse and took off along with his men. * Aeris crawled on her belly unable to breath as she called his name in a low choked voice. "Caelan.. Caelan" She called crawling on her belly slowly to him.

But beneath the ruins, someone always watched. Far above the city, Ash perched on a cliff, overlooking Vienna. Her copper-gold eyes caught the flames, reflecting devastation as if it were a mirror of her own ascent. Her crown, dented and blackened, still rested on her head. Behind her, the remnants of her army stirred silently, ghosts of a fallen empire. She had survived the twin infernos not unscathed, but alive. Every sinew a testament to fire and willpower. “Mother,” Ash murmured, voice soft yet filled with danger. “The game begins.”

If the rumours are true, I know Asher must have some. "You know the immortal lands are no place for her," Asher mutters in reply, turning his back as of to expel all of the conversation. It left an awkward air between us, even as Aspen continues to fight his brother, who has walked to a cupboard hitched up on the wall. He opens it, pulling out a small crystal glass and an unfamiliar type of alcohol in a blue bottle. "She can help us, you know that," Aspen exasperates. Asher doesn't say anything, as he pours a drink, and turns back around. His persona from serious, has molded into one of amusement, as his eyes gleam testily.

If we ever found ourselves on opposing sides of a conflict, he wouldn't think twice about crushing me. The four kings and their heirs occupy the rest of the chairs: Pakstan of the North with Pharaoah, Theo of the South with Thorn, River of the East, and me, and lastly, Nathan of the fuckin' West with his second son, Elliot. The latter gives me a scowl, and I return it without blinking. He is a little younger than father in age, but he is still tall, and his grey eyes are exceedingly penetrating. Without sure, he is the one who proposed Bella be wed to one of his kids, who are more repulsive than he is.

"Arya am really sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry, I was just..... "Please leave" Arya cut him off. "Arya.." "Please Ronald, leave my room please," she whimpered covering her face with her palms as she cried. Ronald slowly turned around and left the room while Arya fell to the floor crying bitterly. He stood outside her room door with a shattered heart as he heard her cry. 'I made her cry, I'm a monster, a beast,' he cursed at himself as a drop of tear rolled down his cheek, he couldn't bear to hear her cry.

and my mouth gasped at his words, “Asher, stop this,” Aster pleaded, but he didn’t even pay her any attention, “It’s because we’re twins Arya, you’re not my cousin you’re my twin, my sister,” He said as tears filled his eyes. But I gasped as I yanked my arm back holding it against my chest, “What- how?” smirking he rolled his eyes, “The people you thought were your parents weren’t, there’s your real parents Arya,” He said pointing toward Alpha Blake and Aster,