Game Of Thrones Original Books Novels & Stories

Ever since he came home and started at Colossus Group, he had not spent many nights at the Hoffmans', so he had not realized they had kept the room's old charm. Noelle let go of Charles's hand and dashed to the bookshelf, taking a quick look. "Whoa, you've got the whole Game of Thrones series here! Were you into it? ‘The Tales of Robin Hood', ' Anglo-Saxon Chronicle', some random essays, 'A Brief History of Time'... Charles, you've got a ton of books!" Charles gave the shelf a quick glance and narrowed his eyes a bit. "It’s just for show," he said nonchalantly.

And still yet, that remains the least confusing thing, as what is, is the finding of the stake of Adonis, which was used to kill King Orrin. So many questions left unanswered, because yet, I never expected the Lord of the heavens to let such happen, without giving us any kind of sign. Still yet still, it is still a sign from him that each and every God he created is now in danger, meaning a new supernatural has risen, or it could be a supernatural who has always been there.

“One thousand years ago, my home, the kingdom of Everaya, was the most powerful nation in my world.” He begins. “Unfortunately there were those within the kingdom who were unhappy with the way things were and the King was murdered. His queen was pregnant at the time and went into early labour. She died and the baby survived. This baby was the Fellstar heir.” He seems to pause as if to let this sink in and then continues on.

As I looked at the book, it looked different, not like the ones I used to go through. It took me several minutes to be able to loosen the band around it; why was it even sealed? I didn't turn while listening to Luke, who was actually saying something, but the book was more of an interest to me as I opened it up. The first few pictures were of the first king of the seven kingdoms.

Two souls, the other by which a mortal princess and the one who is the immortal God, from Yin and Yang, the love that was created, the two souls that pave the way for the dimensions, their shattered hearts, their souls created the 7 Books. “To the sin of this world, move forward, but look back, in the game that was manipulated from the start, change your loop and wake up, before it’s too late.” With the howling whisper as the weakest and coldest voice echoes. The seven books had finally made their way, as each book is predestined to own one of the sins. Now as HE created the dolls and the worlds alternating the original, the chess game HE is playing is setting everything to his desire.

“But if things get worse…” “It it,” he cut in gently. "I won't let it." I nodded and let it go—for now. “We should go see the oracle,” he added. I nodded, and we left together. When we arrived, the door was already slightly open, as if she had been expecting us. Inside, the room had completely transformed. There were Books everywhere. So many books. Old, worn, ancient-looking texts were spread across tables, stacked in corners, some even open with markings and notes beside them.

But that throne changed us all. Even me and him. He was once my guard, my protector. Now, he’s after my kingdom. The path to the throne is paved with thorns, pain and blood. To win, I’ll risk it all. I should risk all of that I have even if my heart is included. --- ETHAN ASH PENDLETON