Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Watching The Future Novels & Stories

THIRD PERSON ** VISION ** Emma watches as the events of the future play out in front of her as if she is a bystander. She watches as Prince Kiaan and Odette after marking each other complete the mating and bonding and notices the strange green glow that illuminates from Prince Kiaan’s body and then spreads over and through Emma until it settles in her lower abdomen.

Not Nysera. Not the Eater. The Forgotten One. "Because she saw the future." Silence. Everyone turned toward him. The giant stared at the Last Door. His expression grim. Painful. Ancient. "Nysera could see endings." The River trembled. "Not possibilities." Silver light flickered. "Not choices." Darkness spread. "Endings." A chill ran through Lyra. The Forgotten One continued. "She saw every future." A pause. "And in every future..."

Luna standing over her. Blood covering her crown. And me— standing alone. My sword was buried in Luna's chest. I gasped. The vision vanished. Lyra grabbed my arm. “Kael?” I looked at her. “I saw…” “What?” I couldn't say it. The future version of me smiled. “You saw what you become.” “No.” “You will.” “No!” Silver energy exploded from my body. The future King staggered. For the first time, his confidence disappeared. “You're stronger than I remember.”

Then she was standing in a room with the Council, looking at the faces of people she had once held dear. Everyone was kneeling before her, asking her to do something. You failed to protect them, a voice said accusingly. Lina stumbled backward, her hands clutching her head as the vision faded away. Fames caught her as she sank to the floor. "What did you see?" he asked gently. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. "A future," she finally said. Darius' expression darkened. "What kind of future?" "One in which I become what I hate," Lina said quietly.

Emily grabbed Selene with one arm and reached for Evelyn with the other. Aria caught Luna. Michael pulled Sarah close. Ethan reached for Nova. Eli grabbed Hope's hand. The First Daughter shouted something, but the sound disappeared beneath the roar of the collapsing sky. "What is happening?" Luna cried. Eli looked upward. His face was white. "The future is moving." Tomorrow shook his head. "No." Eli looked at him. Tomorrow's eyes were filled with terror. "It's not the future." He pointed beyond the stars. "It's everything after it."

he said. "And you, my lord." "I made note of you this morning as well. The false gods burned with a merry light, did they not?" "They burned brightly." Davos did not trust this man, for all his courtesy. House Florent had declared for Renly. "The Lady Melisandre tells us that sometimes R'hllor permits his faithful servants to glimpse the future in flames. It seemed to me as I watched the fire this morning that I was looking at a dozen beautiful dancers, maidens garbed in yellow silk spinning and swirling before a great king. I think it was a true vision, ser. A glimpse of the glory that awaits His Grace after we take King's Landing and the throne that is his by rights."

“Until you can harness your magic, you are exiled from this coven. You are too dangerous—to us. To yourself.” “Where am I supposed to go?” “Anywhere but here,” another replied. I wanted to scream. To unleash everything in me until the sky itself cracked open. But I didn’t. Not here. Not in front of them. I turned. But as I reached the threshold, a final wave of agony hit me—sharp and sudden. It was like something had torn through the fabric of the realms and shoved its truth directly into me. I saw it. A vision of the future. Lucy’s children, standing side by side—one cloaked in gold, the other in shadows. Their eyes glowed with terrible knowing. And behind them, the world burned. Screams. F

She said she'll deal with Bruce, my mate. Suddenly I was now seeing his future memories. I still see blood. I sucked in a shaky breathe because the blood I see was mine. I see myself bleeding from my stomach. I see his shaky hands reaching out to me and gently stroking my cheek before my eyes closed. I see his hand moved at the back of my head and I was pulled into him. I notice his vision was shaking. I hear whimpering. I hear him gasping. That was all I saw from his future before I slowly lost my consciousness.

Tay whispers in my ear, sending chills up and down my spine. “As much as I would love to help you, sister-in-law, but I don’t have a death wish,” Nate says while stealing Future’s sandwich without her even noticing. My lips form a smile. Future is playing with her drink’s straw—she looks like she is battling with her thoughts and I make a mental note to ask about what bothers her later on. “Death wish?” I ask.

Bastards. I change my clothes and splash cold water on my face. I move through the suite on autopilot like my body knows what to do and where to go even though I’m still stuck in my head, still fanning through the damning visions Marianna begged me to give in to, and I did. Visions of a… crimson future. A bloody, violent future. A future I have to let play out if the visions can be trusted.