Jamie Lannister Novels & Stories

I was just glad he was not hurt. “If it isn’t Hermione Anderson. Damn, you gained some good meat in all the right places.” He had his helmet off so I could see him clearly. Jamie Wilson. Or should I say James… My hell on Earth from Kimberly High. He was the bully that almost ruined my life if I did not ruin his first. If he wasn’t such a jerk to me just because of who my grandmother was, I probably would’ve dated him because he was drop dead gorgeous.

A hero rescuing the damsel in distress, and now she and Paityn wouldn’t have to endure rounds of heavy drinking tonight. Paityn stood there. She was stunned for a long moment before she murmured, “What are you doing here, Jamie?” Jamie’s gaze was deep and unreadable. He didn’t answer her question right away. Instead, he turned to Gavyn and introduced her, “Paityn is my fiancé. She’s also Carol’s mother.”

“What's the issue for today?” My Beta took his seat right next to me as the meeting began. “We have a case.” One of the elders, Patrick, pushed a file towards me. Flipping the pages open, I frowned at the picture of someone quite familiar. Jamie stark. A junior rank warrior. “When did this happen?” I asked softly, my eyes still fixed on the file. “And where is he?” Patrick cleared his throat, sitting upright. “It happened last night, My king. He's presently in the dungeons, but he'd said nothing since last month.”

“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.”

Leading the charge, a rider on a black horse. Jamie. My heart dropped to my shoes. “I don’t get it. Why’s he doing this?” Mark handed me a spyglass. I peered through. Jamie’s face came into focus. His eyes were wide open but empty. Doll’s eyes. He moved like a puppet, slashing down anyone in his path. No rage. No spark. “That’s not Jamie,” I whispered. Mark looked at me, eyebrows scrunched. “What are you talking about?” “Look. That isn’t how Jamie fights. He’s chaos. He’s fire. This is…”

He turned his gaze on me again and I smirked appreciatively. He was tall and caramel-skinned, with light eyes that caught the sunlight in a way that felt almost unfair. His smile was easy, and confident without being smug, and he was dressed nicely.Very nicely. And he smelled good too, almost as good as Clay… Anyta, stop! “I’m Jamie,” he introduced, holding out his hand. “Jamie Lawson.” I blinked, then shook it. “Anyta.” “Laura,” Laura added brightly, shaking his hand with far too much enthusiasm.

Liam's trained voice asked. "Miss Hunter may have company. Roberta "Robbie" Marino. Also goes by JR. As in—" "Roberto jr. Special forces. Two tours in Iraq. Adoptive daughter of notorious Mafia King Roberto Marino. Shoots first, asks questions later. Heard of her. She's a nasty piece of work, Mr. Chancellor. Allow me to assign someone to you as well," said Liam, spitting words at me that I already knew.

"I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword pack. I reject you, Annie, as my mate. Everything between us is done." "Damon?" I blurted, my face washed with tears. "Do you really want to do this?"

Before they even had the chance to fight back, they were already on the ground. “That’s all you’ve got? Brothers, this isn’t enough.” Devastation used his metal prosthetic leg to step on Jamie’s chest. His face looked fierce as he bent down and shouted, “Stand up now! Trash, stand up!” Jamie spat out blood with a terrified expression. “You motherf*cker… if you’re stepping on me, how am I supposed to get up?”

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."