Got Viserys Novels & Stories

A thousand soldiers stood at attention in the square, their uniforms neat, their eyes solemn. Beneath the towering flagpole stood a tall man in black armor Commander Picsis, my former instructor in the Wolf Fang Special Forces, now the leader of the Black Flame Legion. In his hands rested a carved ebony urn my parents' ashes. Viserys took the urn reverently and placed it in my arms. "The heroes of the Empire have finally returned home," he said softly. Then he bowed and thousands of soldiers followed. "Salute to the heroes of the Helian Empire!"

“Breaker of vows, destroyer of trust.” He eyed Vera hungrily. “Priestess’s favorite, marked and vulnerable.” “She’s caged, and you’re next,” Vera spat, defiance blazing despite the fear I sensed in her. “I don’t visit cages,” he said, gaze flicking to her wrist. “She gifted you a permanent reminder.” “She left a target, one I’ll turn against her,” Vera retorted fiercely. He shrugged dismissively. “Same difference.” He lifted his hand; rune under water flared, but drones hummed louder off-beat, and wrong. Varkis’s wrist stuttered with unexpected rhythm, confusion flashing in his eyes.

My mind raced. Zephyr walked over, pulling out a seat. His hands trembled as he picked up a glass. “You have been my most trusted ally, Zephyr,” I began. “If I pull through with this, you would have a place in the high tables. So I want you to be here with me,” I said, staring deep into his eyes. “Yes, Alpha Aemond, I will,” Zephyr responded, taking a sip of his drink. While we drank, the door opened. I looked over Zephyr's shoulder to see who it was. “Ahah!” I gave off a sigh of relief. “I was beginning to think you had bailed out on me,” I said, walking over to meet Tyrion.

“Then what?” She looked at him, pale and calm in the flickering light. “They’re not just targeting heirs. They’re coming for the serpent itself.” He frowned. “The crest?” “No,” she said softly. “The thing beneath it.” Before he could reply, the monitors went black every single feed across the empire cut to static. Then one screen flickered back to life. A single figure appeared, shrouded in shadow. The voice was distorted, inhuman. “You swore blood to protect the future.

he said making sure to look me in the eyes. “ He is trying to show us we can believe him,” Arya said. “ What do you feel from him?” I asked her. I need to know what she is getting to see if we are on the same page. “ I don’t feel any hostility coming from him. Cocky? Yes. So we agree. I will hear Valerose out. I walk to the edge of the platform with Luther and Ryan in tow. Theta re letting me take the lead on this. If it goes to war they are going to be among the first to jump in. “ Then why have you come, Val?” I asked him. I want him to get to the point so we can either fight to the death or get on with the celebration. “ I heard you, Lexi,” he said. “ So you brought all of these people wi

he said with a heavy heart. He really missed Kristina a lot. He still had an unfinished business between Nathaniel and Kristina. He will bring Kristina to Nathaniel before he left London. He hadn't talked with Nathaniel also. Luther sensed that someone was near his door. When he put his phone on his table he slowly walked to the door and opened it. He saw his VP Vista who became shocked at his unexpected appearance in front of her. It made Ms. Vista lost her balance and as she was about to fall in front of the door's opening, she straightly fall in front of Mr. Gracer who was shocked also upon seeing his VP there.

I could feel myself slipping away, my life in the hands of the beast that kept sucking my neck, and the last thing I saw before I fell unconscious were Damien's blazing blue eyes and Cassius's gray eyes turn pure red as they watched me from where they stood side by side. I hate Vampires…

The Architects of the Legacy. To their right, Altair and Nova. The Keepers of the Throne. To their left, Leo and Lyra. The Future. And standing guard at the sideboard, carving the roast beast with a machete, was Oryn. Vespera looked down the table. She remembered the hospital room where she woke up eighty chapters ago. She remembered the loneliness. The rage. The feeling that the world was a throat waiting to be cut. She had wanted revenge. She had wanted to burn Lysander and Elara to ash.

His face drops as he remembers Asher. "I thought well I technically have vampire magic and they can bring people back, but as I'm not dead it, you won't be a vampire either. Arizer looked relieved about that. "So I won't be restricted to the night and enjoy drinking blood?" He asked "Nope all good your still an elf." "Also, the creatures where are they?" They all looked to me. "Well when I saw you go down, I couldn't really control what happened next, but when I felt it I just helped it. All I know is alot of light came from me and creatures were dying left and right but there seemed to be a shield around all of us so nothing touched them."

“Dakota came to me and told me the Moon Goddess says to trust her. I plan on following what the Moon Goddess says to do.” “Then we trust her.” Dad agrees. (King Lysander’s P.O.V) Kingdom of Khisfire: I can’t believe that Beatrix was brought back, I thought we had snuffed her and her minions out! The paperwork that I’m holding bursts into flames. “Woah there, Smokey, calm down.” I hear the voice of my mate, Winnie, from the doorway. I take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of my mate, and if I was a shifter my beast would have been calmed by that alone.