Joffrey Baratheon Novels & Stories

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

He smiled like a patient parent “Blood sustains us. Allows us to walk in the sun – the vitamin D, you know” “I see. It's all about the D?” Sebastien barked a short laugh, shook his head and took a sip of his chai. “Oh” he looked surprised “Well, this is quite delicious. Very warming” I sat next to him at the bar and swivelled on the stool to face him. “So, you’re a vampire, there’s some king and an ongoing war? Oh, and people are dropping dead left right and centre?” He gave me a side-eye. “That would be the Cliff Notes version.” He said drily. “There’s no king – Rasmus was believed dead when his father died. He didn’t turn up for another ten years. By then his cousin had taken the throne.”

CEO Jerry could feel the anger in Arya's voice, and he replied, "Calm down, sister. I'm still having a hard time believing that this man I have been seeing all this while is Charles Alejandro, a.k.a. the president's son. This is unbelievable." CEO Jerry laughed out first, even though he was angry too, but Arya wasn't laughing with him.

But the atmosphere felt uncomfortable. “I have plans of coming to visit my kid brother a day before his wedding. I want to take you away from him,” he reached for the bottle of wine. “Kid brother?” My face twisted in confusion. “Yeah. Leo is my kid brother. It’s a bit complicated.” If the beast was his younger brother, then why wasn't Vogar the Alpha King? Why was the beast holding that position? Vogar twisted the cork of the wine bottle. “Don’t try to do any calculations as to why my brother is holding that position and not me. It's no big deal. He is doing great with it,” he explained, and I nodded my head.

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

He tossed Styria into the wall and she quickly became unconscious, he broke Orion's back rendering him immobile and very quickly overpowered the rest. "You all had me going there for a moment", Baratheon said as he grabbed Rey by the neck. "It's you, isn't it? You are the moon alpha" Rey gasped for breath as he choked her. "Let her go", Luna said as she attacked Baratheon but he sent her flying with a single punch. "You are so weak and incapable. You led them here you little trash and they followed", Baratheon as he mocked Rey. "An alpha like Lucius wasted his time with you when he could be with us"

I was overtired from the wedding, especially what I just saw now. ' I'm five feet two inches tall, slim, and have blue eyes. He has brown eyes, jet-black hair, and a body like a model. It benefitted him to get a brunette on his wedding night. He's a king. He can get wha tever he desires. '

He stands stark naked in front of me. "Now kneel," he speaks with authority. I kneel and a hiss escapes me when he grips my hair once again into his fist and makes me face him. I peer at him. The grip on my hair is not painful after that. It is firm. And I swear on my life the view of him from here looks even better. He is standing in front of me like a Greek God. Not Apollo or Adonis but Zeus himself. He is looking so hot. His tanned abs are calling me like crazy. I won't mind licking every inch of him.

I swear if they didn't kill him, I would eventually. "We don't kill women unless they're a witness." Pavlo murmured in his thick accent and my eyes widened. Am I a witness? Micah scoffed from besides me. Yurik seemed to be younger than the two but I could tell that he was in charge. How did they expect me to help Micah get out of his debt? Who was this brother he spoke of and was he really as heartless as they made him out to be? Of course he was, it's the fucking mafia.

*** On the way to Hunter’s mall in Lyon he informed me about his conversation with Joffrey. “I must say, I didn’t expect him to change his mind.” Hunter said as he turned into his parking space at the bustling mall. “It seems too soon. He is still grieving. He wouldn’t even look at me when he passed us.” I felt uneasy about Joffrey coming back as Hunter’s Beta. But I guessed he knew him better than I did. I noticed the frown between Hunter’s eyes, a pensive expression on his face. “What’s troubling you, Love?” I asked but he just smiled and shook his head.