Game Of Thrones Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He threw back his head and sang, "A bear there was, a bear, a bear! All black and brown, and covered with hair . . . " Hot Pie joined in lustily, even bouncing in his saddle a little on the rhymes. Arya stared at him in astonishment. He had a good voice and he sang well. He never did anything well, except bake, she thought to herself. A small brook flowed into the Trident a little farther on. As they waded across, their singing flushed a duck from among the reeds. Anguy stopped where he stood, unslung his bow, notched an arrow, and brought it down. The bird fell in the shallows not far from the bank. Lem took off his yellow cloak and waded in knee-deep to retrieve it, complaining all the whi

I look at the text. Golden: What flavor ice cream do you want? Leo: Plain old vanilla Golden: Cool I put my phone back in my pocket and wait. An eternity later they come to the table with our ice cream. Zach is over the moon, I guess he really did want ice cream. He’s all smiles when he gets to the table. He places my ice cream in front of me, I stand up to let Golden sit on my chair but she shakes her head no.

" You humiliated me first, that is clear, and now you blame me? I felt exhausted, and Leon's words rang in my ears: she was not worthy of me! My whole body and mind went straight to the bottom, and I tried to get him out of my heart altogether, but his shadow never wavered! He has been carved into my very marrow, unless I die! But what can I do now? Not only me, but even my family is caught up in this Game of Thrones. And Leon, the game's rule-maker, will sit on his throne and watch grimly. He is the king, and every one must submit at his feet, including me! "I want you, now!" Leon commanded me, "Take off your clothes and go to the throne!" " I must do His will, even though my sight be dim w

He was unable to take the risk of anyone finding his real feelings for her. “Yes like Ryan does” Liam's eyes turn darker. He started getting jealous of a fictional character. She was so fascinated by him. “I will do better than him,” He said before kissing her lips passionately, taking his time. He slowly removes the shirt from her body and lay her on the bed. “Ohhhh …” I haven't used the tampon yet,” Amber said, sitting on the bed. “Now you don't need,” He said, kissing her cheek, removing his shirt from his hard body.

Liam interrupted giggling and winking at Leon for approval "Shut up Liam," Leon glared at the annoying Lycan, for someone strict and cultured he pondered how Mr Duke had kept up with his behavior for years and why his stern upright behavior refused to rub off on Liam. "please, pretty please, pretty please with a cheery on top, pretty please with a cherry on top sprinkled with the love of friendship, pretty please with..."

"I heard that you had a good relationship with a soldier before. When he died, you helped him collect his relics, didn't you?" Lea nodded, "You're talking about Joss, right? That's right. In fact, we're not in a normal relationship, we're sex buddies. Although he's not tall and strong as me, his dick is huge and hot. It's a pity that I don't I can't enjoy it anymore, alas." Lea sighed involuntarily. This made Amelia unspeakable for a while. She comforted him and then continued to ask. "Can I look at his relics?"

Close enough, she felt small, delicate, safely enfolded by his big frame, and drowning in his intoxicating scent of sunshine, smoke, and bourbon. "Flirt later. We have more important things to do at the moment," Leon said as rage throbbed in him like a heartbeat, but he did his best to cover it up with a fake smile. Rhye snorted, as if that were the most ridiculous thing he’d ever heard. Even Joseph made a skeptical sound low in his throat and rolled his eyes at the beta. "You are a killjoy, Leon."

Two were preys. "Where's Leora? Is she here?" I asked. Brennan cast a glance at his son and laughed. "What did I tell you, son? She's such a stupid bitch." He beamed at me. "Knew the bitch would run from you. She never amounted to anything while she was here. Why would she make a good queen?" I seized his shirt, yanking him close, my lycan rumbling in satisfaction as I towered over him. Brennan's eyes widened, and beneath the smoke that clung to him, I caught the faintest trace of fear. Caleb looked like he wanted to piss himself.

But my voice cracked, weak and trembling—no match for the Alpha before me. Lucas smirked, slow and lazy, as he loosened his tie. The silk slid through his fingers, a soft, sinuous sound that made my skin prickle. In one fluid motion, he shoved me back onto the mattress. The bed dipped under his weight as he pressed himself against me, his chest hot through his dress shirt, searing my skin like a brand. "You're my mate, Leila," his breath fanned my ear, scorching and possessive, "We have to strengthen the bond—otherwise, you'll burn up with fever, too weak to stand. You think your little collapse at school yesterday was an accident?"

He’s standing right next to me. Liam forced his chin up, locking his posture into rigid stone even as his stomach violently churned. For twenty-four years, Richard Lannister had seemed like an invincible monster capable of ending his world with a word. But looking at him now—spitting threats in a messy apartment at seven in the morning, smelling like bitter coffee and rage—Liam saw the crack in the armor. He’s terrified, the thought surfaced, sharp and shocking through the noise in Liam's head. He’s throwing everything at the wall because he knows he doesn't own me anymore. He’s losing his fucking mind because I didn't bow.