Game Of Thrones Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She begged still rubbing her naked a$$ against his hard monster, and so it was about to go down, but can she take it in? Throughout the oral process, Catelyn occasionally transforms into Allegra whenever he shut his eyes and it felt like it was the lady alpha there with him. His wolf was shut into silence already so it was not the old dude's doing. All he wanted was to get done with this after attaining the pleasure he had missed since he arrived in this world. Zayn looked into her pleading eyes and she seemed to hear the question in his mind. "You won't hurt me, go gently and fvck my ex out of my head," She told him and placed her hand on his chest.

Edwina, my best friend who I have known since we were little girls baked me a cake and sewed me a gorgeous dress for the full moon bonfire party that is happening this Friday. Maria wrote me a beautiful poem and Nina gave me a haircut she claimed would make me more beautiful for Rand, maybe it would aid in taking our relationship to the next level, she said with a lewd wink that made me blush. Rand Thor, the Alpha-Heir of the Crescent moon Clan and my fated mate.

He was in wolf form by the time he reached our row, not full shift, the in-between state that was worse, seven feet of Alpha blood and fur and amber eyes gone completely red. He was going for Rook. The crowd erupted. And then the speakers crackled. A microphone. The announcer's booth above the stands. "How unfortunate." The voice was warm and clear and I felt the whole building go quiet because everyone at WhiteWood knew that particular tone. Vera Thorne's voice filled the arena like she had been waiting for exactly this moment. "Maybe you should look at me instead of her, Zade." A pause. I heard her smile. "I am pregnant. The child is yours.”

Ronan teased. I covered my face with both hands. “This is horrible,” I muttered. Ronan laughed softly and pulled my hands down. “No,” Ronan replied. “It is adorable.” I glared at him. “I fought wraith-touched creatures yesterday,” I reminded him. “You did,” Ronan agreed. “I crossed worlds.” “You did.” “I have a dragon.” “You do.” “I am not adorable.” Ronan leaned closer, his voice dropping. “You are to me,” Ronan said.

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

And someone help me, I want him right back. A ripple moves through the crowd. Whispers erupt, then grow louder. Heads turn. Fingers point. The Reapers in the stands exchange knowing grins and low, appreciative whistles. Even some of the Varkas look stunned, their cheers faltering as they watch the unmistakable heat sparking between the Reaper heir and the girl they once tormented. A few of the women from my old kingdom fan themselves dramatically, murmuring behind their hands. Cassian Thorne is looking at me like he's already won. How does he do it? Make me so weak. I'm not the only one he's doing it to. Many of the women are staring at him with desire and he wasn't even looking at them.

Kiah blamed me for the death of our parents, and I accepted that blame because if I hadn't taken such action, our parents wouldn't be dead by now. On the day I was graduating from grade school years ago, I followed my lover boy home. He had requested that I meet his parents and he would introduce me as his girlfriend, so I had to follow him home but I didn't expect what happened there. Tyrion locked me up in the house so I won't get out. I cried and pleaded that he unlock the door so I could go back to the school to meet my sister but no one responded—not even him. I stayed there, without being introduced to his parents for over three hours before the door was unlocked and I ran away, not mi

Prince Kohl grinned broadly as she opened the door, expressing excitement and love. Why don't you watch the games? I just want to watch you." They chuckled. "You know, it's disrespectful to the queen of the iron throne that you are here and I can't be there," he added. He gave her a hug, and they had a passionate kiss. They shared another kiss, but this time the atmosphere was strong, with two lovers' sexual thoughts and desires filling the room. They desired more. When Naomi pulled him over, their bodies were overcome with goosebumps after a burst of light passed through their heads. The kisses they exchanged travelled from the east to the west, then to the south and back to the north.

“Tell her I’m running border checks. Tell her everything’s quiet. Tell her I love her. Then get the teams in place.” He was quiet for three heartbeats. “Copy.” I killed the call, pocketed the phone. The quarry felt colder now, the air heavier. I pictured it, Daenerys’s small hands bound, Daemon’s scared eyes above a gag, ropes creaking under their weight. My stomach rolled. I swallowed bile, forcing the image down. I crawled backward until the rim hid me, then stood and moved fast through the trees. Branches snagged my coat. Mud sucked at my boots. I didn’t slow.

I saw the huge sign with warnings, one standing out the most– DO NOT CROSS THE BOUNDARY WITHOUT PERMISSION. Yet I had every intention of crossing but before I did, I looked back at the path I had been walking. There was no one in sight but that didn't stop me from muttering, “I, Aurelia, daughter of my dead mother, reject you, Alpha Raiden Flockhart of the Dark Moon Pack as my mate and Alpha.” As those words left my mouth, traveling with the air, I crossed the boundary with a sad smile and a dead heart… unaware of the dangers that lay ahead in my lonely journey.