Game Of Thrones Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Arya It felt like a nightmare coming undone at the seems of a torturous contribution of self-loathing, I hated the lie, the faketiciuous mist of distraction that concealed my eyes from the truth. The moment we walked onto the grounds of the castle. it became clear that we were unwelcome, I held my head high, confidence resonating within me and projecting itself within the concealed realm of my soul. Asher turned his face to look at me, brows furrowed as my family and I entered the castle, only to be met with confused resistance.

and Lanox let out a scream that echoed off the walls; when he finally filled me with his seed, I could feel it was a huge amount because it was dripping down the inside of my thighs. But he wouldn't stop moving inside me, and his member started to get hard again; the stamina of this alpha is insatiable, "I'm just getting started Arya, tonight you will be mine until I get tired until you just scream my name until I fill you with my whole being." "Tonight, you will be infinitely ours." ****************************************************************** Hello my dear Readers: Are you enjoying the story, is it hot or is it just me hahahaha, you know I love to read your comments, remember to follo

“Then why didn’t it call you when I was starving and homeless? When I fainted in another pack’s territory? When I cried myself to sleep wondering how I would keep my babies alive?” His face twisted. “Enough.” “No,” I said. “You will listen. Because this—” I gestured between us. “—this fantasy you’re clinging to? It’s built on my pain.” He turned away, pacing the room. “You’re too emotional.” “And you’re too selfish,” I shot back. He stopped near the bed and looked down at Daenerys, who stared back at him with wide, innocent eyes. “She looks like you,” he murmured.

“Is that it? Are you protecting me from your cock?” His jaw locked. His eyes dropped to my ass again. He still didn’t move. I tilted my hips higher. My folds parted more. I reached between my legs and spread myself with two fingers—slowly, shamelessly—like I was putting on a show just for him. “This is what I want, Thorne,” I whispered. “Not the boy my father wants me to marry. Not the prince in the neighboring kingdom. I want you. I want the guard who looks at me like he wants to sin.”

When our eyes met, she blushed and tilted her head like a shy, little fawn. I had to grab the arms of my chair tightly, so I didn't jump on the stage and hold her in my arms. I felt the fire burning in my groins. I heard Jorah's dreamy voice, "I didn't know she was modeling." Leah, my mysterious lover. How many surprises have you got for me? How could I let this perfect woman go into my life? I want you more than anything in the world and my heart is bleeding right now.

I waited until the room emptied, then slipped away to my own thoughts, counting the hours until night. That evening, I knocked softly on his bedroom door and pushed it open. He sat on the edge of his bed, with his elbows on his knees, staring at the floor. I closed the door behind me and crossed the room, excitement bubbling out. “Thorn,” I whispered, reaching for his hand. “Tonight felt so real. In one week, you’ll be Alpha. And I… I can’t wait for everyone to know.” He didn’t take my hand. He didn’t even look up right away. His shoulders stayed tense.

Did I even deserve to be with a man like Theon? His next words perfectly answered the question in my head. “There’s no one on this toxic earth that deserves me more than you do. Do you hear that?” A choked sound escaped me, somewhere between a sob and a laugh. How was he able to read my mind so perfectly? “Don’t be a stubborn ass and think about stupid things like how little you deserve me or shit like that.” He pushed me back and met my eyes. “You have been alone for far too long, and I refuse let you do anymore of this life by yourself. If there’s anyone who doesn’t deserve anyone, it’s me.”

I said this but stopped in middle and I decreased the distance between us once again and added with a smirk "-- You forgot that I'm Edward Duke Snowden, I don't get jealous." ❤️ AUTHOR' NOTE❤️ ❤️ Hey my Unicorns, hope you've enjoyed this chapter and do listen to that song which I've mentioned. I'm sure after listening that song, you'll love this chapter even more and you can relate yourself with the situation.❤️ _Love Elixir Winters ❤️

I begged, breathless, eyes hooded, legs weak. “I really like this lingerie. Let me rip it apart and get you a new one, yeah?” He breathed into my ears, and my eyes couldn't stop rolling back in their sockets as I nodded my head. “Yeah, yeah.” I wasn't thinking anymore. He found it funny as he chuckled against my face. His cock was hard against my hands, but I had to pull away because I was selfish and couldn't help it, Trey was rewriting my fucking story, filling me with inspiration for my damn future.

His eyes were wilder, his aura uneven, like he was fighting something inside himself. “Tyla,” he said, his voice low. Kyron moved immediately, placing himself between us. “You were told to leave.” Thane ignored him completely, his gaze locked on me. “You fainted,” he said. “They wouldn’t let me see you.” I pushed myself up despite Kyron’s protest, my legs shaky but determined. “You shouldn’t be here.” Thane’s jaw tightened. “You don’t mean that.” “I do,” I said, forcing the words out. “You stormed into my ceremony, made claims you had no right to make, and terrified my mate.” Kyron said.