Gendry X Arya Novels & Stories

How the hell can we hear Diesel? Arya giggles, “Since you marked Lexi I am able to let you communicate with each other.” “ That is awesome.” Diesel said. Yea, it is. I can’t wait to see what other new gifts Lexi and Arya have been given. “ Stone, I’m going to follow Lexi’s example and let you have some time alone with Arya.” I told him. “ Thank you, Ryan.” Stone

She sucked in a deep breath “Now let’s get this over with, shall we?” Walking down the stairs Arya kept close to josh. He grabbed her hand as they got to the front door and squeezed it tightly. “I’m right here, love.” All she could do was nod. They stepped out the door and were greeted by the King and his warriors lining the steps of the pack house. As they made it to the bottom step, they heard cars approaching. Josh noticed Arya stiffen so he squeezed her hand again. Letting her know he was there and standing by her side though this.

This Arya was Gage’s daughter. “Do you jerk off with my underwear, fantasizing about me?” Wilder closed his eyes again but nodded his head. She already knew, so there would be no point in denying the truth. His eyes snapped open and his hips jerked upwards when Arya licked the length of his dick.

" Ma'am, you have to push harder. " " I want...my husband here." " He's here." Xander rushed in and held her hands. " I'm here now." ************************** Five hours later Ariande gave birth to a set of twins, a boy and a girl. Xander felt fulfilled as he set his eyes on his children. His happiness knew no bound. The girl looked exactly like Ariande while the boy took after him. Xander loved his daughter more because each time he looked at her Ariande appears in his mind.

He struggled but he was pinned down. Xander drew out his sword and held it over Archer’s chest. “This time I won’t miss,” Archer’s body arched as the blade slid into his willing flesh. He could hear his heart beat in his ears as his chest collapsed. Adalia was snapped back into consciousness by the sound of Archer’s painful growl. She picked up her blade and charged at Xander, slicing everything that came in her path. Xander saw her coming but he didn’t move until he was sure that Archer was dead this time. Adalia drove her sword into Xander’s back but he didn’t move.

«Valerys Winthrope? The mad warrior? The killer with a whisper? The beast with a face like a broken mountain?» I can't breath. My knees nearly buckle. My eyes shoot toward Father, toward Master Aldrien. Their faces say it all. They look frozen, pale and horrified. This wasn’t part of the plan. This was never meant to happen. Everyone knows who Valerys Winthrope is, but no one expected this. Deep inside me, I'm scared to the core. Scared than I could ever be. I know...I just know... This fight could be the end of me.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You dare to reject me first, your alpha king?" • main characters description: Alpha Xander Black, Crown Prince and Future King: • White skin, tall • Dirty blonde hair •Blue eyes • Athletic and muscular body •Strong alpha • The red moon pack Gina Stone, adoptive daughter of the royal beta •Burnett •Green eyes • Curvy and small •Beautiful/timid /shy • The red moon pack

George was fine man but Arinthal made him so cruel and stubbon Eryndor took George aside and urged him to think of Lirien, his children, and his wife. George grasped the gravity of the situation for a moment or so and steeled himself for what was to come. Eryndor, sensing George's resolve, revealed his perilous plan, risking his own life by sharing the details. Initially, George was horrified, struggling to comprehend the audacity of Eryndor's words. As Eryndor shared experience of his own family and the cherished moments they had shared, George's skepticism gradually dissolved and gave way to a strong conviction. His intime motivation sparked a newfound sense of purpose and expectation, rev

“I don’t know what you think you’re doing here, sniffing around Lorenzo, but you have no breeding, no grace—” “Breeding? Oh, honey, we are bred for the wild. Grace is overrated,” a new voice chimed in. Arya just walked in, looking like a glorious, slightly intimidating goddess in a silk robe and a full face of makeup, clearly on her way to—or from—somewhere important. She paused, surveying the scene, instantly assessing the state of war.

I asked because the goddess would have to release a lot of damnation on the pack that would think of invading my territory especially at this kind of time. “Surely there's an attack but it's not against the pack.” He continued slowly and Xaden wasn't one to beat around the bush so this was pissing me off. “Um, the girl, Arya is currently beating up Bria.” He finally said and I stared at her with a blank expression on my face. “They're fighting?” I asked and he shook his head in negativity.