Game Of Thrones Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her voice was sharp, "What do you have, Bethany? A burrowed personality and a full-time job trying to decide who to date between Kaelen and Alex? Or is it trying to cover up that ugly face underneath layers and layers of make-up?" Elias took a step forward, covering the distance between her and Bethany with an unflinching gaze, "And yes, Bethany, I do have a crush on Kaelen, and I wrote those fantasies. They're all mine and frankly," Her voice gained some strength and she surged with confidence as a lazy smirk danced along the edge of her lips, "They're a lot more interesting than anything you've ever done or thought in your pathetic life, and that is why you cannot get it out of your head,"

Wrt each passing second, it felt like she moved farther away from me; and I could hear my father’s voice deeply engrave itself in my mind; “Not her.” I wanted to say screw him, screw every single goal he’d set for me, screw this Jace Donovan persona he’s created, and tell Noah what really happened. But I knew it wasn’t that simple…it never was. I pulled my pants back up after tossing the used condom in the bin; then went after her. I found her putting on one of Owen’s hoodies; surprisingly, it fit her perfectly…..which was weird because I could swear Owen was much taller than she was.

I need this. And it stops. I'm going to kill him. "What, nothing to say?" he taunts. My body is on fire. No matter that I want to wrap my fingers around his throat and cut off his air supply, I need his cock inside me. Now. I no longer want to play his dominance games but damn I wouldn't mind playing a few of my own. I will handle this myself. I close my eyes and picture him naked, tied to a bed, his long thick cock at attention waiting for my mouth. Slowly, my tongue runs along the length-circling, nibbling, sucking. He's unable to touch me or control my movements and I sit up, raise my body above him, and impale myself on each sweet inch.

He strode away as though my presence seared his skin. If that was the case, then the feeling was mutual, Aiden Kensington. Still with the smile nailed to my face, I pushed to my feet and drifted toward the counter. Inside, my chest throbbed with a cocktail of shame and fury, but I swallowed it down, burying it under the mask. I pulled out my phone, needing distraction, needing to breathe. Inevitably, my mind spun back to the only anomaly of the day: Soren Stefan. He wasn’t supposed to be here. Or had I missed some vital piece of the past?

I never cried, but right now, my dignity is being stripped off from me and I can already feel the broken me emerging again, yet what is this anxiousness I feel to see the look on his face when I take my clothes off? I think I am going insane. "Take them off, sweet vixen," he insists impatiently. sweet vixen. At least that is more better than princess. He lowers himself to my level for the second time this night, and proceeds to run his fingers along my shoulder. His hands were almost painfully patient, agonizingly sensual and I wanted nothing more than for them to never leave my body. My own body betrays me and I shiver at his touch. "You like it don't you, vixen? You like the idea that my b

Theon POV Her pussy clenched and the wonder it does to my cock was unspeakable, she soon climaxed once more as I slammed into her. Her moans have been reduced to the whimper of helplessness and intense pleasure, her body was fully sweaty, and her hair spread over the bed while she surrendered all of herself to me. I turned her over, placed her on all fours, and rammed into her from behind, without any resistance she accepted me fully. We fucked for a long time and I couldn't believe how got it feels, sometimes I will feel like I'm in heaven while other times I will feel like I just discovered a pleasure that shouldn't have been discovered by anyone, it was so intense that my legs turn weak m

And just then I swore I felt something stare again, but this time it was shot, and a darkness around it had my insides fluttering as I pushed myself away from the window, still then closing my window. “I think I just need more sleep.” I grumble into my pillow, Yes, that's it. I hadn’t slept long enough, and right now I'm hallucinating Draven's face. That must be it. Oh, how wrong I was, because I was kept up all night by the same thoughts. I couldn’t even comprehend how to face the situation of my stupid heart as I rolled on my bed and screamed into my pillow, I was so distracted that I hadn't heard a knock or even noticed that Jorah had arrived as he watched me with a raised brow.

You should've at least told her we were going to visit Nana," Thorn groaned. "No, you do it yourself. I don't like talking to her," Hunter was adamant. I ignored them both and made my way to the bar where I poured myself a drink. "Why do I get to do everything?" Thorn groaned. "You know he feels uncomfortable around her," I chipped in. "I'll handle it." "There you go again. You’re spoiling him!" "Clearly you don't love yourself," Hunter teased. "If you did, then you'd realise that you have to treat me better than you treat yourself. I am literally you in a different body. Hehe!"

29 Sophia’s POV I turned around on my bed lazily, my body feeling very week. I had slept quite late because I was binge watching game of thrones with Jenny, who was still very much asleep and enjoying her sleep while me, the early riser, was on the bed, feeling weak and now unable to sleep.

After every morsel had been consumed, I tried to think of my next move. I lay all the facts I know in my mind. One, I’m the stealer. Two, Farris lied and sold me off to the Alpha King of North America. Without my consent. Three, the Alpha King Theon Valenti Rexellen of the Rexellen pack is my Mate. Four, because of the conniving madness of my family, he believes my sister is his Mate. How do I know this to be false? Ruelle told her mother that she didn’t feel a pull toward Theon, which went against everything I knew about mates.