Game Of Thrones Book Prequel Novels & Stories

Compared to me, I took fun in seeing my preys running to me and seeking for shelter. My preys always came to me, I don't hunt for them. It was the kind of feeling you get, knowing that no one would for once doubt you if you told them you haven't killed a soul. Khaleesi, my dear Khaleesi. You started the race and now, it's time for me to end it. Everything you get coming to you today is as a result of your past doings. Do not blame me, I thought to myself as I watched her back fade into the distance.

Thanks for showering so much love on this book. This book is going to say goodbye to you all very soon. I hope you would have loved Aiden and Ariana's journey. There are now just 5 chapters left. However, I would take some time to update those chapters as it is important to warp story smoothly. Well, until I don't post remaining chapters kindly have a look at my new book. The billionaire ex-secretary which is a prequel of this book itself and has Adam and Eva as their lead. If you all have read carefully then I am sure you remember Adam and Eva. Adam was stepbrother of Aiden and Eva used to work in Aiden office.

Lastly, I'm so grateful for each one of my readers, you guy are as loyal as they come and I'm honestly very blessed, enjoyed dreading each comment and each review. oh before I forget, yeah, book 3 is based largely on some element san factors of book 1, so if you haven't read it yet, it would probably be in your best interest to get that covered. It is a small prequel of around 56k words, give or take. enjoy and have a great day!

She walked inside. The game, as she had said once before, on a stage with unsigned papers and two thousand witnesses, was not over. It was just beginning. End of Book One Divorced by Dawn, Queen by Dusk Book Two: The Queen's War — coming soon.

All wolves enjoy a good chase. But if I stay here, they’re sure to kill me too. They move closer and I look around, perhaps I could climb a tree while I wait for help? I don’t know, all I know is that I need to move. I force myself to my feet. I’m a Gemstone Wolf, I am the only heir to the throne, I have to live. My feet begin to run, but I can hear them as they run behind me, excited by their prey. Then I hear a cracking sound and then a thumping sound on the ground. I turn around to see both bodies lying there, dead.

As they turned to face the doors a male voice boomed on the other side. “Lords and Ladies of the darkest Realm. I present you Lord Lazarus and his eldest daughter Lady Jezzebelle.” They heard three knocks and the doors started to open. Looking forward, Jezzebelles heart started to pump out of control. Why did she have a bad feeling about this.

The mountain stronghold was unrecognizable. When Elif had left weeks ago, it had been a half-finished construction site, walls still rising, towers still unroofed, the great hall still echoing with the sounds of hammer and saw. Now it was a fortress. The stone walls had been completed, their surfaces carved with protective runes that glowed faintly in the torchlight. The towers stood tall against the sky, their banners flying in the wind. The great hall was warm and welcoming, its long tables filled with half-bloods who had come from every corner of the continent to join the new order.

“You don’t even know what it’s for, do you?” She clenched her teeth, hating that he was dead right. The key was a question mark, cold and heavy, tied to Dorian’s scratched-out warning—find the truth before they do. “If you want It so bad, why not grab it?” she said, nudging it with her toe, just enough to slide it an inch. A gamble, but she’d choke before letting him see her shake. Roman stiffened next to her, but Ezra didn’t bite. “’Cause it’s nothing without you,” he said, voice dropping low, dark. “Dorian fixed it that way. Blood’s the trick, Sienna. Yours.”

“The beginning of the curse where you saw them, the original of everyone you know, but holds the different identities and life after the books are created by Him. One of that soul is lost, yet rather I kept for this book and world’s purpose and the game I play against Him. The original twins, the half of your original counterpart is created and born separately, you very much know, yet rarely sees, if she will not call upon them.” Taking the conversation in mysterious and like literary words and poetic verses that he loves so much to deliver and prequel ‘His’ creations mind. HE smiles in a way of a villain that’s hiding the bomb in between HIS sleeves that is about to explode if not taken and