Game Of Thrones Novels Novels & Stories

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)

I had worked so hard not to let her memory interrupt my life, but it was times like these when I couldn't escape her memory's wrath. How could I have been so fucking blind? Removing that necklace though… It was almost, in a way, freeing. But it still didn’t stop the fact that I would eventually have to deal with it. The necklace, The Others, Pandora's Box. The thoughts swirled into my mind as I thought of all I had read last night. I couldn’t concentrate on my spreadsheet, and having Ambrosia on my lap while I ran my fingers through her dark hair helped calm me. She soon fell asleep in my lap and that's when I started researching Pandora's Box and The Others.

Enter Stage Left Odin At the Fae Court I was walking through the thrones of the Fae Court, my body ached with pain from witnessing what had just transpired only a while ago. Never mind that I had also been fighting a war on another front, just as I normally do. War was in my blood. War was all I knew. However, this war—it felt different. In fact, it was entirely different. Whatever Elizabeth had been hiding and then scheming from us all these centuries ago, it was at a precipice, just waiting to explode and flood the world with her reign of Darkness.

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The walls were literally shaking as they all fought, the smell of blood and death invading my sense of smell causing my eyes to open. A loud whine caused my eyes to look to the side, finding Nathan's body lifeless as his body leaned against the silver bars, the stench of burning flesh making my stomach churn once again. His head was hanging low and it was obvious that he had died from having his neck snapped. My eyes then landed on Mason, who was lying dead beside him, his body lying flat on the ground. His facial features were no longer apparent, as if someone had taken a hammer to his face. Blood and brain matter surrounded his lifeless body.

" He walked her down the church aisle, and to any Joe Blow, it looked like they were the ones tying the knot. I had no interest in playing their games, so I just walked right in. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Rosa, pulling her onto his lap and teasing her with a piece of chocolate he fished out of his pocket. I could not have cared less. Sebastian, annoyed by my lack of reaction, doubled down on making a scene with Rosa. When I finally left the church, the once-dull sunlight seemed to sparkle. I took a deep breath, feeling the weight that was crushing my chest start to lift. I was trying to catch a cab home to gather my things when Rosa, overhearing that I was headed to our old place, we

Time passed, though she could no longer measure it. Exhausted, she collapsed on the floor, unable to speak. Only then did Jack stop, leaning over her with a threat. “Alanna, I’m warning you one last time. Lewis is dead. If you want to live, obey me. “Cross me again, and you’ll be very sorry that you did!” … Disgusted by the blood on his hands, Jack locked the door and went to the bathroom to clean himself. Alanna lay sprawled across the floor, drenched in blood and utterly ruined.

×××× [CHANNEL 37B2 — AJAX NEWS REPORT] This was an entrance and I had to make sure everyone felt it. Natasha had practically yelled at me in the car, telling me to go big, to milk every second of this, to make sure the world knew I was alive and that Conrad Basquire’s empire of lies was crumbling. The headlines had been insane already “The Heiress Rises From the Dead,” “Deal With the Devil? She is Back,”people were already spinning stories and I intended to make good use of this social media heat.

I have been surprised too many times today and I wouldn’t wish for that shit to happen ever again. First it was some fucker trying to hack into my company’s firewalls and now, consummation of marriage? …. I resumed walking and stopped only when I arrived at my room. A hiss tore off my lips upon seeing an entire room, different from the room I slept earlier this morning before the wedding. “You’re back,” Ava let out a small smile, pointing at the new change in my room. “What do you think?” Was she really doing this because she found the room too dark?

“I think we’re standing in the ashes of something that hasn’t finished burning.” I smiled faintly. “You always did love fire.” She didn’t smile back. “You always underestimate how long it smolders.” There it was again — that flicker in her eyes. The same one she had before a war began. Only now, there was no war to fight. Just ghosts she couldn’t name. AMARA By noon, the heat had settled thick over the coast. I found myself in the old library, fingers tracing the spines of books that had survived fire and blood. The scent of old parchment and sea salt was grounding — real.