Jon Daenerys Novels & Stories

“I like bold… but foolish can be fatal. Do you understand that, Ayla?” “Yes,” I replied, my jaw tight. “But I’m not here to be a victim.” His lips twitched, half-smile, half-snarl. “Interesting,” he said. “I will enjoy testing that resolve.” DARIUS’ POV The girl’s spirit was unlike any I had encountered. Most trembled, cowered, or tried to charm their way to favor. But she… resisted. Even in the presence of fear, her fire burned. ‘Bold and defiant… and yet so fragile,’ I thought. There was something intoxicating about her strength. Something dangerous.

Even Narendra was shocked too. At first, Danyel did not notice this because he was already shocked by how wrong his predictions were. He felt like he could actually see Gianna’s sparkling aura. Though she was wearing a purple and blue dress with long sleeves and had waist-length hair with some braids, something told that she was no ordinary princess. The jewelry did not go along well with her personality as if saying they were not her thing. She did not need them. She was already shining. In her eyes, there was a gaze of a fearless fighter, and looking from afar, she replicated the rising sun.

Dillon said. Drake smirked and put his hands in his pocket. “The kingdom is big enough to welcome the enemy,” he said hesitantly. “No sweats, no preparation at all,” he confidently mumbled. Beta Dillon shrugged his shoulders. ‘Well, the alpha’s tactics were one hundred steps away.’ Dillon thought. “—how about your heir? Your stray?” Then, Dillon asked out of the blue. Drake glance at him. “Eyes up on her; she’s suffering,” he answered and looked away. “I’d like to punish her until she collapsed.” He smiled mischievously.

There, a few steps away from my pack leaders, I see Dominic get up from the ground and extend his hand to someone who gets up, still covered by the head warrior. Sonny was impatient and screamed in my head, “mate, mate”. I think he scented me because he walks around the Head warrior and stops, with his mouth open, looking at me. I was stunned. Though dirty and bloody, it was the most beautiful figure I had ever seen. She was perfect, beautiful, and strong. There was only one problem; she was a he. Was my mate a man? There must have been some mistake. I had never been with a man or felt any attraction to one. Why did the Goddess give me a man as a mate?

She clenched her fists tightly, squashing his heart in her hand. Dabria's skin turned pale white, her eyes turned black and her pupils turned red. Her nails and fangs grew bigger. She kicked Austin off of her. "No one messes up with my people and my family. I, the sole heiress of the Cerberus throne, has now proven to be worthy of the Cerberus name. As I have the same blood running through my veins as Master Adrian Cerberus." Austin heard Dabria howling loudly as demons dragged his dark soul to hell.

She didn’t flinch. Then the guards grabbed my arms. “No—no, please, she’s pregnant! The child is innocent!” Liora’s voice cracked through the room as she rushed forward, her hands grabbing at mine. “Enough!” Ysara snapped. “The father is not. He is the Alpha of Obsidian—the man who has murdered our kind. You expect us to shelter his seed?” Liora dropped to her knees, hugging me tightly as they tried to pull me away. “Please, Mama, please… Selene is not a traitor. She didn’t know. She’s just a girl—”

Haha i must be thinking to much. I dropped her off infront of the school and went to do my own work. Just then my phone rang "hello" I picked it up. "hey Aidan where are you?! I am waiting for you." Jes said.. oh shit i forgot to inform her.. "oh my god.... I am so sorry Jes... I am. already at school can you bring your car today?" I replied apologizoptically. "But you...." she signed "okay fine I'll get there first" she said and hung up. Thank god she wasn't mad because mad Jes is a very so not good thing. I went to my class and thought about how to deal with Amara and ask her about it. But nothing came to my head and it was almost time for class. The teacher came and started teaching but a

He demanded. The King taken aback simply and firmly said "I suggest you watch your tone Alpha." Letting his aura slip out just enough to show the Alpha who he was speaking to then continued. "As I was saying she is not a rogue. She is my daughter. You can unmask yourself now, Arya." "I’m sorry My King." Alpha josh said and collected himself a little more before he continued. "What are you talking about? Unmask herself?"

The sky was a sheet of iron, and the air hung heavy with salt and smoke. Bianca stood before the mirror in her private chamber, fastening the last piece of her new armor a matte-black uniform trimmed in crimson silk. The crest of the serpent burned faintly across her shoulder. A queen in mourning. A commander in hell. Her hair was braided back, a single silver pin anchoring it a dagger disguised as an ornament. Matteo entered without knocking. He paused in the doorway, drinking in the sight of her. “You look like something carved from vengeance,” he said softly.

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.