Jaime Lannister Novels & Stories

Alex had exclaimed when we met face to face, "Who are you supposed to be?" "I'm Jon Snow,” said my husband straightening up to the maximum, "What are you supposed to be and why are you carrying those boxes on your legs?" "Because I'm Tyrion Lannister,” Alex snapped, pointing to a mark on his face, "The best character in Games of Thrones." Then I had witnessed one of the funniest and most absurd discussions. The truth is that now Milena didn’t want to take off her costume and wanted to dance and have everyone dance for her.

She grinned excitedly, and I nodded my head. "You just read my mind. I need to watch something that will clear my mind right now." She nodded her head and we started watching the show. "Dean has to be by far my favorite character in the show..." I folded my arms and placed it behind my neck. "Oh, no you didn't. Both characters are lovable in their own way. Sam is the cute and nerdy moose and Dean is the dangerous hottie," Heoena claimed. I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to completely place my jealousy away because these are fictional characters. But your statement is true. They do a swell job with playing their characters."

I heard Jaime say over and over again as she looked down at the ground while Ray whimpered and tried to touch her, "don't fucking touch me" "Please Jaime" he whispered "I hate you. I don't want to be with you. I don't want to be with a man that watched his grandfather kill my parents. I don't want to be with you" she said and I could hear the hatred in her voice as she looked up at him, "I,Jaime Isabelle Rain, reject you Raymond Alexander Mitchell as my mate" "Please don't do this, Jaime" Ray begged but it was already done. The rejection was done. I saw him fall to his knees as Jaime stood to her feet, "Jaime please!"

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

“But it seems you’re too busy mourning for that pathetic excuse of a man, Kai.” My blood boiled at his words. “Shut up,” I hissed. “You don’t know anything.” He knew Kai was dead and he was standing in front of me, knowing he was my mate and is insulting him. Does he have a stone in place of his heart in his ribcage? He might as well have that. “Oh, but I do,” Jaime said, his eyes narrowing. “I know that now that Kai’s dead, I’m the only rightful successor to the throne. So you better sober up, Alina. I need a strong Luna by my side to make this pack great.”

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

Another stupid old man spoke. Wiping his voice from my ear with a finger, I cocked my head, giving the men behind me the order. Three of my men stepped towards the last elder who had dared to challenge me. Just when my men were about to lay their hands on the old man, Liam attacked, snapping the necks of my men. In seconds, my men were lifeless on the floor. Told you these bastards were just like their Alpha.

“Then say it.” He looked at me for a long moment, as if measuring how much truth I could handle. “Giovanni isn’t just playing to win. He’s playing to destroy. You, Damon, the pack, everyone who carries your mother’s name in their blood or their heart. He’ll burn the world to see you suffer. And he's going to do it in cold blood. He's not going to care.”

A dark shape emerging from the snow, broad and unyielding. Liam. He moved like fury given form, cold, precise, unstoppable. Kai was at his side, his expression grim, and behind them, four more of Liam’s warriors fanned out in formation. The Darius patrol froze. Even they could sense the shift in power. “Step away from her,” Liam said, his voice steady and deadly. One of the guards sneered. “This is Alpha Darius’s territory. Rogue grounds. You have no right…” Liam’s fist connected with his jaw before the sentence finished. The man hit the ground hard, snow bursting up around him.