Romans & histoires Game Of Thrones Daenerys And Brother

“Wait, wait, wait. Hold on one goddamn minute here. Backtrack.. Who is the boytoy, and are you saying you killed my men?” “I had to kill them, Tywin. They were attacking us, we were severely outnumbered and they were crazy. And this is Prince Lucas, Silvan’s little brother and my personal plaything. And no, you cannot have him.” “You have a brother?” Tywin turns to Silvan, sounding more angry at the fact that I’m here than his men are dead. “Yes, so? You lied to me Tywin.” “I lied? That rich coming from you, Silvan.” Tywin answers, his voice rising.

Arya “What are the names of your family members?” I ask when we pull up in front of a mansion. He smiles when I ask this. “My eldest brother is Kai, he’s our leader, and it’s his birthday today, his wife is Caterina. Then there’s Konstantin and his wife Lilith, my youngest brother, Nikolai and his…girlfriend Nova.” “You only have brothers?” I ask with a frown, and he nods. “Wow, I would have loved a brother growing up.” As much as I loved being an older sister, I would have liked having an older brother who could protect me if needed.

I looked over at them then, feeling kind of ill at the taste of blood in my mouth, and realised that two were very still, while Quentin was in his human form again, looking like he was in agony. "Who are those two?" I asked them, the stench of blood too strong for me to tell from here, while they were still in their beast forms. "The greyish one is Valerie," Thane said softly, and my eyes widened sightly, feeling guilty that I'd attacked their Aunt. "The other is Derrick's brother, Daryn. He chose to leave our pack when Asher's side lost. We thought the death of his brother had something to do with it too.. but it seems that was false."

did you! Dane yelled back at him and angrily pushed away the alpha king, which made me laugh because I never expected to see them turning on each other that quickly. ‘’Do you think that I would do that after everything that I have done for you?’’ The alpha king snarled at him. ‘’isn’t he supposed to be dead? You told me that you burnt his body!’’ Dane grabbed the king’s hands and pushed him against the wall. The royal guards rushed towards the alpha king and placed their swords against Dane’s neck. ‘’didn’t you hear when I told you that he survived? He has a brother!’’

"There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think." "Yet how are men to see him, if he is at Storm's End?" Stannis drummed his fingers on the Painted Table. "It is a difficulty. One of many." He raised his eyes. "You have more to say about the letter. Well, get on with it. I did not make you a knight so you could learn to

---------- Baroque- it's a term meaning extravagant or complex. ---------- Skye Bloom Seeing my brother flinch like this just makes me want to kill Lyanna more. Just why is that girl important to her? It's so annoying. Jason steps forward as he stutters to say my name, "Skye... I'm trying to save you here. Don't double cross the witches, you have no idea what they'll do to you." "You're not saving me and you're not fooling anyone, brother." I continued, "I know you're here to try and escape with Lyanna. It's all you've ever cared about."

Darius inhaled sharply. “That’s dangerous territory, Lyrita,” Darius said to her. Lyrita chuckled as she stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ears. “You know I love it dangerous and possessive,” she smirked. Darius moved away from her as he grabbed his clothes, “You and your girls failed in their job.” I wore my clothes too and Lyrita sighed. “It’s not such a big deal if your brother is in love. Nothing can be done, his heart already belongs to her,” Lyrita said.

“You can’t force me into this.” “Of course not,” he said, with an icy smile. “But if you walk away, you’ll also walk away from your mother’s sponsorship. From her treatment. From everything we promised you. The choice is yours. Ethan was reckless. Alexander will fix it. That’s who he is.” His words landed like shards of glass.

“I know. You were always kind. Kinder than I deserved.” He nodded, then left. I sank against the counter, drained. In two days, both Stone brothers had walked back into my life. The storm was only beginning. “Mommy?” Ethan appeared in the doorway, eyes serious. “Are you sad?” I wiped my face quickly. “Just tired. Are you hungry?” He slipped his small hand into mine. “The man who was here—he looked like Daddy.” My chest tightened. “They’re brothers. Sometimes brothers look alike.” “Like me and Eva,” he said.

"Who is this?" Darius hesitated, a flicker of guilt crossing his features before he quickly masked it with a forced smile. He cleared his throat. "Elena... princess, this is Damian. Your brother." My jaw dropped, and my frown deepened until it felt like my face would break. "My brother? But I don't have any brothers! I'm an only child!" "Yes, you do," Darius said defensively, holding his hands up in a placating gesture. "Well... none of us knew he existed until recently. His mother hid him from me for all these years. He came looking for me after his mother passed away."