Games Of Thrones 6 Book Novels & Stories

“Like that.” Sirens screamed closer, red and blue slashing through the broken windows, lighting the walls in streaks. Sienna’s gut clenched—cops could mean help or a bigger mess. She dug the vial out, holding it up, the red inside catching the glow. Yours, Sienna. Always was. Her blood, his blood—Dorian’s twisted game, and she was neck-deep.

I curled up on the floor, felt a rush of iron in my throat—and coughed up a mouthful of blood. That bright-eyed boy I used to be—the one who still had hope—faded into nothing. After that, I had nothing left to live for. Until just now, when this wretched, drifting life of mine finally ended. Matthew, your big brother is coming to join you. I've finally paid for my sin.

“Yes, liefhe (love). It is from the Song of Ice and Fire book series, which is what the show is based on. My father was obsessed with the books. When he found out that I would be a girl, he convinced my mother to name me after the high-born girl turned deadly warrior. He said that an alpha’s daughter needed a fierce name.” Both Devin and I startle and Arya covers her mouth with her hand. She looks more surprised than anything. “Alpha’s daughter?” Devin asks, his voice full of questions.

We were prepared for whatever threat just entered. But it wasn't a threat, it was a healer. She ran into the throne room and fell to her knees before the dais, her head hung low. “How dare you barge into the High Lords meeting? Do you have a death wish, woman?” Kalias thundered, smoke emitting from his nose. I threw a side glance at Aidas and he nodded in understanding. The Fireborn High Lord might lose his temper very soon, no one wanted him to burn the throne room down. Again.

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.

Rosy fell backwards into the bed, collapsing spread-eagled on the bed, tears already welling up in her eyes. I wonder how Luca is. She thought absentmindedly to herself. Her outstretched fingers grazed something, and she looked at it to see what it was. A book. That wasn’t there before, she thought, sitting up and retrieving the book from between the throw pillows. The book in her hands, she flipped through its yellowish pages, shocked to discover it was the children's book she had with her when she was dumped on the orphanage steps. It wasn't just a copy, it was exactly the same.

Thank you for reading The Beta and the Jewel Thief - Book 6 of the Delta's Daughter series. I would like to kindly ask you all to leave me a review on the about book page. This helps me as an author and my stories get noticed on the app. Just a few words and a great rating would be appreciated. Now I know I left this book with another cliffhanger... You still love me I know it. ;) I also know there are a few questions. Not everything could be explained, the story had well superseded any of the other books in regards to word count.

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If we ever found ourselves on opposing sides of a conflict, he wouldn't think twice about crushing me. The four kings and their heirs occupy the rest of the chairs: Pakstan of the North with Pharaoah, Theo of the South with Thorn, River of the East, and me, and lastly, Nathan of the fuckin' West with his second son, Elliot. The latter gives me a scowl, and I return it without blinking. He is a little younger than father in age, but he is still tall, and his grey eyes are exceedingly penetrating. Without sure, he is the one who proposed Bella be wed to one of his kids, who are more repulsive than he is.