Game Of Thrones Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My knees weakened, turning every step into a struggle. “Goddess,” I groaned. “Don't do this to me…” I had to run. I had to fight this, but it felt as if my body had a mind of its own, and it wanted me to turn around. A hoarse whimper broke free as more heat filled every inch of me. “Fucking mate bond!” I snarled, dropping to my knees and trying to crawl out of there. More sandalwood. I could feel the waves of scent coming from the place I had run from. I knew that this scent belonged to Kylar, but I refused to acknowledge it. Why would the Fates have given me someone who didn't care whether I lived or died?!

After every morsel had been consumed, I tried to think of my next move. I lay all the facts I know in my mind. One, I’m the stealer. Two, Farris lied and sold me off to the Alpha King of North America. Without my consent. Three, the Alpha King Theon Valenti Rexellen of the Rexellen pack is my Mate. Four, because of the conniving madness of my family, he believes my sister is his Mate. How do I know this to be false? Ruelle told her mother that she didn’t feel a pull toward Theon, which went against everything I knew about mates.

I encouraged, a flicker of hope present that there was something I felt even if it was faint and almost unnoticed. I watched him raise her too, exposing her belly. I had no idea what he was doing to her but it seemed like he was watching the inside of her stomach through an incision made by the side of her stomach. My anger boiled. My pup couldn't even be allowed privacy. Cross's went on and on until it went flat and became hums and grunts. Thronesman had moved from shooting bullets to shooting knives, making sure that the knives cut different parts of Cross. He was likely to bleed out.

“Leigh... in the tunnel. Before I passed out. I was trying to say...” She went very still, her eyes fixed on a point beyond his shoulder. “Don’t.” “Why?” “Because words said in the aftermath of a fight, in the shadow of almost dying... they’re not real. They’re just echoes of adrenaline.” She finally met his gaze, and her own was bleak. “You have a kingdom to rule. A bride to choose. And I... I have a border to return to. My father needs me here now, more than ever. The games at your castle are a luxury we can’t afford.”

the world would simply cease to be rendered. ​She looked at the Amber-Eyed Girl, who was still playing that screeching, nihilistic melody. ​"You want a Sequel?" Nora whispered, her eyes glowing with a fierce, amber light that matched the girl’s. "Then let's give them a Crossover." The Return of the Real ​Nora didn't attack Julian. She turned and threw her crimson flute directly at Leo. ​"Leo! Catch it! Combine the 'Silver Power' with the 'Open Source'!"

Valkar clenched his fist, his jaw tightened and he dared not to move a muscle anymore. “And the other one?” He gulped, unable to take his eyes off the sacrifice. “A reminder of our deal. Now back off, I'm not going to let you touch him.” I coughed up more blood, spitting it out and wiping my mouth. Cross crawled over to me, his lips quivering as he cried. “Why did you– oh God! Oh God! You're bleeding so much. Cyrus, you imbecile.” I leaned into his touch when he cupped my face, wiping his hand over his eyes again and again. He couldn't stop the tears.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN LEXA POINT OF VIEW I walked next to Cross as we left the meeting hall, my mind still trying to understand what had just happened. Free. I was free from Damian. Tomorrow I would marry Cross, the Alpha's firstborn son. "Are you okay?" Cross asked, his voice low so only I could hear. "Yes," I said, though my heart still beat too fast. "It's just... a lot to take in." He nodded, understanding in his strange golden-red eyes. "Do you want some time alone? To think?"

She jumped into his waiting arms and kissed him as he slipped the ring on her finger. Tears now flowed freely down my cheeks as I recorded every moment. Suddenly, the scene changed in my mind’s eye, and it was Brian who knelt instead of Jeff. It was Alana who kissed him instead of me. I sucked in a sharp breath and blinked away my tears. Everything was coming back, crashing down on me. Crap! I thought I was over this shit. I made my way quickly back toward my room. The clothes were once again suffocating me. I blindly swiped my phone, finding Orlando’s number and calling him. I need him. Only Orlando seemed to chase away my demons.

A few other nobles in the room scatter back. “King Gavin is dead!” Kieran roars. “I killed him. By right of blood and right of combat, the throne of Dun’s Crossing is mine!” “Th-that can’t be.” Rowena looks from Kieran to me, frantic. “She’s a witch! She ensorcelled you into doing this, believing this.” “She is our daughter,” Father declares. “Crown princess of Escuro, Raven Blake.” His Alpha blood allows her to hear him. “And my mate,” Kieran says. “My wife.”

Adam said before heading off with his payment. “Thanatos, move the bridge to her new quarters, and have my kitty Kat meet me in there when Gia is cleansed and ready to be awakened,” I commanded. “Yes, my Lord,” he replied. Kat or Katie is one of my current toys. She is a vampire that has lured many men in her time to suck the life out of them, literally. A short while after I put together this hidden fortress, she walked into my throne room, with her sultry lips, hips swaying, and arousal practically leaking from her pussy, and I knew she would be fun. Having given her a made-up title and responsibility to keep me pleasured, she has been loyal to only giving herself to me. The fun I will hav