روايات وقصص ضمن Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Si Lord

I asked in an apologetic tone “What’s wrong with you? You just bailed out on me “He screamed over the phone making me flinch. He really loved screaming on the phone. I didn’t know if he always did that intentionally to piss people off or he simply just forgot that the receiver always had the phone close to his ears. “Did I?” I feigned surprise “I’m having none of this” he mimicked my voice. Even over the phone, I could tell that Sebastian really wished to squeeze me and punch me very hard

Madam Si screams from shock and said" My..... my lord you were with a man. what I I'm hearing. I was thinking you were only interested in women or beautiful ladies but now you are also interested in men. What kind of perverted man are you?" After hearing his wife Prime minister Xander Si wants to give her a tight slap in her face again. He didn't know why he fell for this dumb woman. She speaks things which have no logic. Sometimes he thinks that this woman is bitten by a mad dog. So now she is spouting nonsense. He then controls her anger and said:" Get out of my sight otherwise I don't know what may I do to you." This time madam Si neither screams nor shouts nor gets angry She starts cryin

He looked torn between doing the right thing and craving her bite. “Ah-ta-ta.” Liora tisked, “You will do no such thing. I am shadow now and I am also your Luna. There is nowhere you could go that I couldn’t find you. If you don’t serve me, I’ll find someone else to eat. Your choice, Shadow Lord.” Liora smirked as his shoulders hunched in resignation. Satisfied that she didn’t have to use the Voice this time around, she straddled his lap. “Good boy.” He shuddered, gripping her waist tightly as she moved his hair out of the way.

Great, just great. “Mrs. Ten, I need you to—” “Kyaaa!!” Before she finished her words, Sierra pulled the lady down to the ground. A spear whooshed past them both, and fortunately, it stuck between a cracked wall. “I never see a silver hair girl like you! And you’re pretty too! My lord will like you!” The bearded man licked his lips disgustingly. Sierra glared at him and gods knew how much she wanted to pull out those insolent eyes.

I met their gaze with unwavering determination, silently vowing to rise above their cruelty. "I must say, my dear princess, you have quite the audacity to venture into these woods alone," Lord Timothee sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Did you really think you could escape my reach so easily?" His words cut through the air, filling the space with a chilling foreboding. I could feel his malevolent gaze upon me, his eyes gleaming with a twisted pleasure at the sight of my vulnerability. It was a taunt, a reminder of the power he held over me as a slave, and the limits of my freedom.

Max's POV But just as I’m about to give in to the pull between us, we hear a door open, and the sound of footsteps snaps us both out of it. Xander pulls his hand away quickly, turning toward the cupboard behind him, acting like nothing happened. Eliot heads over, grinning like always. “Man, I really hope Sienna shows up tonight.” I raise an eyebrow at him, confused. “Who’s Sienna?” “She’s Zahra’s friend. Hot as hell, daughter of warriors, and built like a goddess.” He sighs dramatically, like he’s already lost in some fantasy.

“You are still just a child playing dress-up in a king’s clothes!” Lucifer’s expression hardened, and he replied, “And you are a coward hiding behind shadows. I have faced far worse than you, Thalion. Besides… You do not mock Vladimyr’s name and expect to get away with it. We are one, as the Lord of the North…” He unleashed a blast of energy that sent Thalion sprawling backward, his robes whipping around him like dark smoke. “With his Lady by his side..”

I said, leveling my sword at his heart. Axel and the unit moved to circle the room, cutting off his exits and the secret passage behind the tapestry. No more sly escapes. Silas looked around, realizing he was truly trapped. He didn't look like a Valerius lord anymore, he looked like a cornered rat. "You think killing me ends this?" Silas sneered, his eyes darting to the doors. "The seeds of doubt are already sown. The lords of the north will never accept her. They will never accept you."

"I hate girls who disobey. You're my queen... don't make me unalive you like I do the others who talk too much." My blood runs cold. Lyra stirs... angry, rising, pushing at the edges of my skin. But I keep my face soft. My eyes lowered. My voice sweet. I can't break character. Not now. Not with him this close... this unstable... this drunk... this dangerous. The wine is working. His guard is down. His power is slipping. I just need to survive the next few breaths. And then? I'll end him. "Okay, my Lord... I'm all yours, no chase," I whisper, forcing a smile that isn't real. "Can we... go to the bed?"