Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Watching The Future Novels & Stories

It must have driven her insane, the way it was driving her right now inside that Veil. Sometimes it was indeed just better not to know things. Especially if the message wasn’t any good. My eyes traveled to Thorne. If the glimpse into the future were to come from him, I didn’t want to hear it at all. His pearl-like eyes were fixed on mine, and it felt like he was staring right through me. The raven still looked so familiar, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Knowing what I knew, I was supposed to scream in fear at the sight of that thing, but for some reason, I didn’t.

“Don’t make me watch this.” Frozen, unable to close my eyes or block out her harrowing whimpers, I watched as my mate—the girl I tried so hard to loathe—left this world. The cold, cruel voice of the flames slithered through my head once more. “It doesn’t have to be this way, Orion. So much wasted blood. So much wasted power. Let me show you your future if you were to join me…” The vision changed. Gone was the blood flooding the streets. Gone was the soot staining the cobblestone.

“Then, what did you see in your future that made you decide to kidnap Sashal, mother? I mean, like, who the hell helped you do that?” Madam Maya began to tell more about the future she saw while accompanying the former Alpha of Roshad on his deathbed. She said she saw the destruction of Rohan and the Northern kingdom because of the actions of Southern Olf and other kingdoms who covet this land. And it all begins with me, somehow. She said I was Rohan's mate in all the futures she saw. But because I was the Southern Olf's Wolf Queen, Rohan was unaware of our bond. Only after he realized his bond with me was that I always died tragically at Jermaine's hands.

the same voice repeated as everything began to disappear. He wondered why things were disappearing when it was supposed to be his future. Could it be that his future will disappear in his eyes? Or could it be that his future is been threatened? He was further taken into his future, like fifteen years later. The world was peaceful and he had won a lot of battles. By his side was Ariana, who has helped him be who he was now. His name had spread abroad. He could see Jasmine too but he could not tell why she has appeared in his future.

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."

Thea didn’t really want to die just because Anthony was pissed off at Ted. Thea sat down at the desk in the corner, pulling out the graphic novel she was close to finishing. A tale of a woman who discovers she has the power to see the future, the story had gotten dark and twisty with each panel that Thea drew. She’d intended this particular story to be one volume, but the story had expanded so much that Thea could see multiple volumes in the future.

The look in his eyes was the same one he'd had when he confessed to me. A bouquet suddenly blocked my view. The guy holding it was way taller than me. "My name is Cole Clausen. Your future fiancé. Congrats on graduating." I smiled and took the flowers. "Want to take a picture?" The photo caught that exact moment. For the first time in forever, I posted. [Graduated. Going public. One like and we're getting married tomorrow.] Then I quietly liked it myself. *** Third-Person POV Joshua realized he'd forgotten to block Nellie from seeing his latest post.

" She left. The door clicked shut. Silence settled over the room. I touched my wrist lightly. Then I wrapped my arms around myself and drifted back to sleep. *** Third-Person POV Riverside Diner. Two women with identical faces sat across from each other. The air felt heavy. "You're saying you're me from ten years in the future. What happened to Wystan and me?" Future Leah met her gaze. "He died. Yesterday." Young Leah's fingers clenched instantly. Her nails dug into her palms until blood welled up.

“Don’t waste it.” Wren gives her a look that could mean anything, but doesn’t flinch. They drag her away, and the council chamber empties, the ghosts of argument lingering in the corners. I wait until the last voice is gone before I let myself collapse onto the cold bench, head in my hands. I’ve bought us time. Maybe nothing else. The future is uncertain. But for the first time in my life, I want to see what it looks like.