Joanna Lannister Novels & Stories

I sighed, having enough of his weird behavior and how to scold him, making him leave the night alone with Liam. But before I can say anything, Jane steps in to stop Brandon, placing a comforting hand on Brandon’s shoulder as she eyes Jayce with some anger. “This argument will get us nowhere, so both of you calm down. Brandon Marline is all alone, she might be asking for us. And Jayce, you need to understand that this is not the first time that Rachel has been babysitting one of our children at night, and we trust her, but you are a complete stranger. So….,” Jane sighed. “Maybe you’re overstepping your boundaries by asking our permission to put your once in our palace and think,” Jane made up

Katherine asked in utter disbelief, tears welling in her eyes. "What kind of man are you?" “Katherinet-" Convel began with slight impatience in his voice. "My name isn't Katherinet O'Donnelly," Katherine interrupted, her voice so cold that Convel visibly shivered. "It's Katherine Anne Scotts. My parents are George and Margaret Parker. They may not be perfect but they raised me, and I love them unconditionally. You're not my father. I already have a father, and there isn't anything you can say or do to change that."

A way to spend time whenever she had nothing better to do. The people in the Vault knew her as Red: the fighter who was reigned the champion. Fighters also knew of her identity as the assassin, both her aliases for the fighting ring and as an assassin were, after all, the same. When Bella heard of a new champion being crown while she was away, she couldn't help but see who it was, also feeling the need to know why they named someone the new best without having to fight the former. The brunette walked towards one of the people who managed the fights, pulling her hood down before catching his attention.

"I built the whole thing for you. The enraged king, flying down to die noble on my deck. And she picked it apart like it was a bad contract." "She reads them for a living," I said. "You put a crown on that one, St. James." Crowe turned the rum glass slowly, watching the amber tilt. "She's smarter than her daddy and colder than you. She'll own this whole coast in ten years. You know that, right? You know what you've got." "I know exactly what I've got."

Lola bit her lip down and muttered, "Miss Winters, I know you're close to Miss Catelyn, but sometimes, it's hard to tell what a person's real intentions are." Joanne's eyes reddened as she cursed at Lola. What a treacherous woman! Catelyn had been admitted to the hospital, yet Lola had the gall to come and provoke her! Catelyn, on the other hand, was amused as she watched Joanne's behavior and reaction. Lola, upon hearing Joanne's words toward her, innocently lamented, "I'm just trying to give you solid advice. Why are you cussing at me?" "So what if I cussed at you? I'd hit you, too!" Joanne's face twisted in anger as she picked up the knife next to the fruits and pointed it at Lola. "You'r

I could see her mind working, processing this information. "And Joanna?" she asked. "Where does she fit in?" "Joanna was the midwife's apprentice," Ronald said. "She learned how to make the poison. She's been helping Derrick this whole time." Anna's hands clenched into fists on the table. "So everyone was working together to keep you away and keep me weak." "It looks that way," I said softly. Anna closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they were blazing with fury. "I'm going to destroy them all."

Why is everyone asking me about my hair? "Yes it is.. cool color huh?" Lexi answers in my place. "I wasn't asking you, idiot." The boy says and Lexi gives him a light punch on his shoulder. "Hi, I'm Antonio. But all my friends call me Tony so please call me Tony." I grab his hand and offer him a handshake. "I'm Morgana."

But what he didn't know was that the moment Joanna entered the room, she had thrown the medical kit aside and her tone was very cold. "Do it yourself." Leah had been tormented by Rodrigo for several days, and now her body was covered in bruises. When she saw Joanna, she sneered. "You were really good at acting." Joanna furrowed her brow and said, "I had said that I don't engage in battles unprepared. If it wasn't for you sending me a threatening message, I wouldn't have come." A cold light flashed in her eyes as she slowly approached and kicked Leah's leg.

Pulling his father away, he walked closer to Hanna. “She’s Hanna Jones, one of the twin Lunas of the Autumn Pack and Logan’s Luna.” Jacob lifted her face by placing his index finger on her chin. “We can use her.”

Of course they were watching and whatever they see her do would be implanted in their memory. Vivian leaned in slightly, her voice just for Avery. “Maybe this is a sign,” she murmured. “You don’t belong here.” Avery squared her shoulders. “And yet, here I am.” She fired back, not giving Vivian a chance to recover. Joanna’s expression darkened. “You shouldn’t be.” She said, taking a step forward, her posture shifting from amusement to aggression. Joanna was a hot tempered woman and Avery had seen her countless times raise her hands on servants, male or female, in the estate. She wasted no time in putting others below her in their rightful position; those were Joanna’s words.