Game Of Thrones Red Wedding Book Novels & Stories

I give Zephyr a sincere and enthusiastic smile for his tips and dedication in fetching all these books for me. “I will do as you advised, Mr. Zephyr!” I inform sincerely, pulling up a chair and picking up the red book. “You will do well, Anara Valen. But be careful, be very careful with the vipers that lurk in the grass and corridors. There are malices in darker places. Just as this red book can save you for the next challenge, a woman in a red dress can kill you,” Zephyr declares seriously. I frown at him, startled by his words.

With trembling steps, the most important thing I remembered was that I had to take the ancient book containing the Haugen family curse. I didn’t want Red to get his hands on it. “Vaelora! You’re sick—why are you still thinking about that book?!” Kaelith snapped at me as I searched for the ancient book. His eyes, which had been hazel, had now turned red—as red as his hair. “Kaelith… You’re turning into Red…”

"No, I hate you. You're a murderer." "Shona, please." Twisting my lips, I placed the destroyed book on the table side and walked out of the room to find him grinning. He nodded to the side. When I changed my gaze, I screamed, cupping my mouth. "I ordered your book. It's not author signed, but a new one. And I will read and mark the notes you made, I promise. Till then, you go through Game of Thrones books since you've trouble watching the series. And they're hardbacks." "But it was too costly." I had calculated the price of them together and they had calculated to total ten thousand, too over the budget I earned per month ever since I stopped using dad's money. "I can't take it."

Books were cascading from the shelves now, all opening and spilling their contents in blood ink. The air grew heavy with the metallic stench of iron. A large, heavy book landed between them, larger than the others, its spine wrapped in black silk adorned with crown symbols stitched into the cover. It burst open, and Camela’s entire life poured out onto the floor in blood hues—her childhood memories, laughter shared with her mother, her father’s cruel grip on her wrist, and the way she ran through the woods tearing her wedding dress. And Vincent—always Vincent. Watching over her and pulling her close. Binding her in threads.

Her absence filled the room, cramping me into a corner with no way of escape. Tears filled my eyes before I hurriedly wiped them away and forced a smile. I placed my palm on Papa’s hand. “I'm happy. Doing this makes me happy.” Papa let out a small, sad smile before leading me to the wedding hall. The church is the same. The flowers are the same. Even the fucking priest is the same. I'm walking down the aisle where Elena walked two years ago, toward the man who was hers first. He watches me approach. Dark suit, unreadable expression, every inch the dangerous man I know he is.

I slipped behind a broken section of wall, pressing myself flat against the stone. The footsteps passed. Two guards. Running. Running. That never happens. Guards don’t run. Not here. Not unless something is very wrong. I waited. Counted slowly in my head. Then I stepped out again. But this time… I didn’t go deeper. I turned back. Because something told me— Whatever was happening tonight… I wasn’t ready for it. Thorne POV The first wolf came from the left. Fast. Silent. Wrong move. I twisted just as it lunged, my claws tearing through its throat mid-air. Blood sprayed across my chest as its body crashed beside me.

As did the others, who went back to their stale conversation as he flipped through the pages of the book Elinor had been reading. Unsurprisingly, the title of the book was ‘Redemption’. These days, this word seemed to be the theme of Elinor’s life.

Just before the wedding starts, Mom suddenly clutches her chest and collapses. I drop everything and rush her to the hospital. The moment we pull up to the emergency room, my phone buzzes with a text in the family group chat. "Davian's at the hospital. I lured him away. You guys can start the wedding now." A second later, Dad replies, "Good. Kayden's already up on the main stage." Then my sister, Elaine Burke, chimes in, "Kayden's waited ten years for this. Now he can finally marry Leah out in the open." Within seconds, all three messages are deleted from the chat. Then my best friend, Simon Cohen, accidentally drops a video clip of the ceremony right into the group. In the video, my

I sat on my bed and leaned on the headboard before taking a deep breath. I wasn’t being delusional. I saw it, I saw that his eyes turned red for a second. I just shook my head and tried to get it out of my head. I got the book that I borrowed from the library. I remembered that this book was from Zion, the one he said I’ll like. The main character was a female vampire who had just gotten off of her transition. I’ve read some pages and I stopped when I realized something. Some of the information was familiar to me. I went back to the other pages to read it again.

he warned pointing to the guards to deal with me. “ if you think I’m going to let you go into this alone , you must be joking.” I said dryly walking ahead of him. The entire front gate was chaos, guards flooded the driveway with guns drawn out while headlight cut through the dark estate. Blood stained the concrete near the gate in scattered drops leading toward the car. The smell hit me first , before I saw his white shirt painted red, his head was tilted backward with a cloth around his stomach clearly soaked. Aleksei rushed forward his face hardened instantly “ who was the bastard who said he was already at the hospital!” Aleksei spat out