Jacaerys Velaryon X Reader Novels & Stories

Would he be irritated and let me go? I’ll never know unless I told him the truth. Kael was strong enough to bring him to his knees after all. KAEL STORMRIDER. ALPHA OF STORMRIDER PACK. MY NAME IS ELORA VALEWIND. DAUGHTER OF VAREK VALEWIND. Ryker’s eyes darkened as he read. A savage gleam cracked through his calm like lightning through a storm. Kael,” he spat the name like venom. “You’re mated to him?”

“That’s not me, Jess! I’m here, I’d never betray you! This thing’s using my face to hurt you!” Ardyn’s gaze flickered, and the loom pulsed, weaving a vision that tore at their hearts: Jessica and Ardyn entwined, the nexus whole, her companions fading, their love betrayed, Kade’s heart broken as he watched her choose a lie. The first twist came: Ardyn wasn’t Kade—he was the fracture, every weaver’s wrath fused into a manipulative illusion, using Jessica’s love to shatter their bond. The atrium trembled, and the tapestry split, revealing a void—Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Eternis, Liora, Verith—united as a hydra, their voices a s

hearing her, Jared exhaled a heavy breath and rested his forehead against her shoulder. Raelyna smiled before wrapping her arms around him and kissing his temple. “I knew it that you will choose to understand the people you love,” she softly breathed out in his ear before pecking his earlobe. “So you think I love that Lycan King?” Jared pulled back with a scowl on his face. Raelyna grinned at him, turning him more irked. “I hate that Lycan and if he wouldn't have been the husband of Amelia and the father of Nevan, I would have already broken his neck,” Jared scowled but Raelyna rolled her eyes at him because she knew he was just bluffing around.

Mira Everything happened so quickly, I wasn’t able to process it until I saw them on the ground. One moment, Tyler was leaning in to kiss me, and I moved my face to the side so he wouldn’t touch my next. The next, the glass door behind us shattered in the wake of the Lycan King. Valen slammed Tyler, pulling him off of me and tackling him to the ground. Tyler grunted in pain, head cracking against the stone floor, and Valen pulled a fist back before pounding it into the beta’s face.

I was dead serious, I wanted to know if he had done anything to me. “No Lilah. You may have this messed up idea of who I am. But I am definitely not that.” I felt fine. I didn’t feel like anything had happened. But I knew all the stories. Male Lycans were not good at keeping their hands to themselves. “I tried to create space between us. You were the one who rolled into me. So tell me. Did you still have nightmares?”

I heard his voice cry with despair over the link, helpless as he was forced to watch. Valor chuckled menacingly under his breath, turning his gaze towards Jace. "You tore our family apart; so I'll tear yours!!" Fuming with anger, Valor closed his hand into a fist and the vines suddenly tightened their grip onto Jace, literally squeezing the life out of him as he yelped in agony.

“I bow to no one. I am from the bloodline of alphas… born to lead.” “I know who you are,” I answered him, and that halted him from pacing. His muddled eyes bored holes into mine. “You can hear me?” he said, bewilderment etched on his face. “Yes,” I turned, continuing my journey back to the bar to get my fucking drink. Rory, she is turning my world upside down. I’m afraid that she isn’t the only one changing. “How? You are a vampire… our mortal enemy.” “I am a vampire, Jace, but like I said, I am not your enemy.” I sighed, closing my eyes as I down half of the second bottle of Jagermeister. “And I need you to bring me to Tayen.”

“Convergence, bridge of realms, you seek the blade. Prove your worth, or perish.” My wings unfurl, lunar light flaring, but the construct’s gaze pierces me, and the forge shifts. I’m no longer in the citadel—I’m in a Conclave chamber, centuries ago, Elara’s lunar mark glowing, her voice pleading. “Don’t trust Taryn,” she says, her amber-silver eyes meeting Jorah’s. “His Veilbinder pact with Voren will doom us.” Jorah’s aura, primal and steady, falters as Taryn steps from the shadows, his blade striking Elara’s heart. She falls, silver blood pooling, and Jorah roars, claws slashing, but Taryn’s shadows overwhelm him. I scream, my claws slashing air, but it’s a vision, a memory, and the constr

Gideon was sliding away, Lucas was hardly standing, and now Valeria—the most powerful vampire living—was volunteering to help? "What are your preferred tastes?" I enquired attentively. Valeria spoke gently, slow and deliberate. Sure, Elara. You knew beforehand. My chest got constricted. She asked for me. Lucas moved in front of me instinctively to cover me. Not occurring locally. Valeria raised his brow in wrinkles. You ought then to begin bidding farewell. She nodded at Gideon, whose second-hour breaths were getting less regular. I halted. I loved her. I did not believe her. Gideon, though, was close to death. Lucas grabbed my wrist more firmly. Elara stands for not numbers.

"Rhys, High Lord of the Night Court, Ruler of Velaris, is a handsome guy with a dark aura and violet eyes. Girls go crazy for him, but people are scared of him. He is so perfect, Noah, that I could not help but fall for him. He is so pure and handsome, so fierce yet gentle. Feyre is one lucky girl. "I kept on blabbering about a fictional character that I could feel he is so jealous ,through the bond. "Are you bothered by him?" I asked teasingly. "Why would I?" he questioned in a reply. "Why not?" I ask him. "Because Moon Pie," he said, carousing the side of my body along my chest down to the stomach. It sent shivers through my body. "He cannot caress you the way I can," he said.