Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Si Lord Novels & Stories

Smoke filled the room. Through the haze, Silas White emerged older and more cunning, surrounded by a group of fully armed mercenaries. Next to Silas stood a man whose face was very similar to Mavric’s but older and scarred Miles Thorne. "Well, look at the happy couple," Silas said in a raspy voice that made Liora feel sick. "Liora, my dear daughter... you’ve played house with young Master Thorne long enough.” “Now it’s time to hand over the kingdom’s key to your father."

My lip twitched as Lee called the connection a bond but I pushed every jealous and annoyed thought deep down. "Your long sleep must have really weakened you, my lord," Lee was then saying with a small but almost charming little smile. He still refused to make proper eye contact with me, but he seemed to be becoming a little friendlier. "I will do what I can to help you focus, as I am sure he will too, we cannot have my lord being so easy prey for the Hunters."

Elena's POV There was something familiar in this man's eyes, though the face was a stranger's. I racked my mind and couldn't place where I'd seen him. I only took the handkerchief, dazed, and felt his arm hover loosely around my shoulders, the perfect gentleman, never quite touching. "I'm Lucien Sylvia, Lord of the North. Your husband." Seeing me still crying, slow to catch up, he drew out the handkerchief and gently dried my eyes.

His voice came again, stern and commanding. "Of course." I responded and returned my gaze to Kiara. I followed her up to the library, and once she was inside, I made him aware through the mindlink. It was now his turn to take things south. My turn was to lure her into the library, something that I didn't do because she went all by herself. I just followed her.

" my lady !! You were not in the kingdom three days ago and they left , you came back the next day but they had alredy left the castle,she didn't even know how she even got her voice to answer Siena. Sienna felt like dying, tears of pain leaked from her eyes !! " Get me the lord of the fucking serpents!! Get me the fucking lord of the serpents!! She yelled and soon the maid walked out to where she was told . And you ! Help me get up.." Aaaaahhh " she finally screamed with pain again her blood was visibly seen flowing through her veins and she struggled to breath ... The maid got frightened and moved back!! " help me get up ... you .. filthy servants!!" She let it out with some sigh making th

He sits down in his throne-inspired leather-backed chair behind a solid, hand-carved mahogany desk. I decide to sit across from him, glancing at the roaring embers in the fireplace behind and to the left of the desk. They dance like shadows on the wooden paneling of the walls. Then I close my eyes, taking in the crackling sounds. “Father,” I say coolly. “Sienna is my fiancé. We are in love. I proposed. She said yes. You ask what am I thinking? I’m thinking you harassed me to put a queen on the throne at my side. I’ve chosen. What are you thinking?”

I seethed, my teeth grinded together. He moved closer, his steps slow just like his pace in that dream—my wet dream, a world covered in orgasm and my screams and moans like gentle drumbeats. Everyone would be so disappointed if they got to know what feelings I harboured for Simon and worse, he had a girlfriend. I couldn't have him just the same as everything I craved. "Sienna……" he called, his tone singsong. He leaned in, pinning me between his arms, his oceanic blue eyes on mine.

Like something inside me was fighting to break free from chains I couldn't see. But I was Lunara Blackthorne. Shadow Queen of the eternal realm. I had no past except what Silas had told me. No memories except the ones he'd given me. So why did the name Ronan feel like coming home? The bedroom door opened without warning. Silas stepped inside, already dressed in his morning robes. His silver hair was perfect as always. His face showed no sign of the exhaustion that carved lines around my eyes. "Good morning, my beloved," he said, his voice warm with affection that should have comforted me.

I circled him once more, letting the pressure from my mana curl around him. “And as if that wasn’t enough,” I continued, my voice dripping with scorn, “you had the audacity to lay hands on what belongs to me. Tiffany. You two… in my absence, whispering sweet promises to each other, plotting to take my throne and planning for a future together.” I leaned close, sneering. “Tell me, Darius, in what world does a dog share his master’s woman?” Darius’s breath hitched, and he stammered, “My lord, please, I— Tiffany and I… we… we were mates. It was beyond our control—”

"I know everything" If is you do why can't you see that I'm dying to be yours, Ava said mentally before slapping herself mentally too ,forgetting the fact that the lord could hear her thoughts. "When was the last time you had sex?" Ava asked regretting her question as soon as it came out of her mouth. "Today," The lord replied standing up to get Avan. Ava noticed the snake had red eyes like the colour of the gem protector on the swords she saw with the guards in the royal house.