Jaime Lannister Novels & Stories

he said. As they left Joy’s apartment, a door opened at the end of the hall. Gavin, the prodigal Danvers brother, stepped out, looking like he’d been run over by a train. Jaime hadn’t met Gavin yet, but he’d recognize him anywhere. He had the Danvers look, and his eyes were the same as Grace’s. He wondered if he should introduce himself, given the circumstances, but Gavin beat him to the punch. “You must be Jaime,” he said, extending his hand. “I’m Gavin Danvers.”

Of course today was a double ceremony, a double celebration for I would be crowded queen. The archimoon (archbishop in human terms) came forward and Elijah stepped back giving up space for the crowning. A servant came forward and his hands was a pillow that held a scepter, orb and a golden crown although smaller than that of Elijah's. The throne room was silent as the archimoon spoke. "Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern and protect the Peoples of the Lycan race which includes the United Kingdom and Northern Ireland, Canada, Australia, Africa and of your Possessions and the other Territories and packs to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to the law?" He asked.

She didn't know who it was but the voice showed that the person she had just bumped into was a wealthy, domineering, and power-filled man. She disengaged quickly and her face met with an extremely handsome man. His eyes were so blue, that he would be contesting with the sea. His hair was dark and wavy. His nose was pointy and beautiful. His lips were pink and full. And his body was well built, slender, and beautiful. It was Warren Lannister. She had seen him a couple of times on social media but she had never met him in real life until now. Looking at him, she felt like backing away. She wished the floor would just open and swallow her up because it was better than the intimidating aura that

Aurum howled in pain and the foundations of the gathering shook. “Easy Dan,” Jaime laughed. “You’ve not had a duel in over a hundred years. What makes you feel you can defeat me?” “You are no match!” Xavier roared. “I would tear you apart limb by limb and your bones would be used to make my new throne.” “Good idea,” Jaime rubbed his chin and laughed. “Use the King’s son’s bones to make a new throne.” Jaime turned to face Jimin. “How do you like that Asian cunt?”

Luna Katerina read the paper a few times before glaring at her mother who looked down at her feet “who left this?” “He gave me the choice years ago, and I chose to leave, pretending that you died…” “I asked a bloody question” Luna Katerina asked, growing protective. “His name is Domenico Mancini, the last of the Lycan elders” Alpha Anthony said, sensing the tension in the air “and he wants you dead, Katerina…”

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

Daveryl on the other hand, just keeps watching while innocently smiling. Jaime surrendered last night, he won the fight! Yaay!

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking

“It's been so long, boys…” “Honestly. we thought you were already dead.” Declan looked at Jamie with mixed expressions. “I thought I am.” Jamie nodded and drank his beer. Diane and Cylas served them the beers and some decent dinner that smelled so good. They were sitting at the outdoor dining table, right next to Jamie's house. Declan and Finn sat opposite Jaime the dwarf, one of the greatest long-lost Blue Moon soldiers. They really thought that Jaime was dead.

“Your uncle Jaime… is a shrewd man.” My gaze hardened. “What does he have to do with the dagger?” “Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I guess the pipe’s getting to my head.” She groaned, then exhaled another puff. “Once upon a time,” she began, “Jaime Darkhaven was just a lover boy. Fell in love with this dainty little thing—blue-green eyes, bright golden hair.” A Vegan. The image clicked immediately. I remembered the story Uncle Jaime had told me at Castlesnow, the last time I visited.