Jon Daenerys Novels & Stories

she asked, shaking the silky material a little. "Yes, it's lovely. You really know my taste flora" i said with a wink and she blushed. "White is my favourite" i added. i have always loved white because it matches with my beautiful long white hair. My name is Destiny and I will be turning 18 tomorrow. I am the only daughter and princess of cloud kingdom. My dad is a worrior, a powerful fighter and he always tells me that i will be a great warrior and princess and to always use my power for good.

Dalia Grey Vision Nordic lands 650 B.C Bjørn Stormrider was returning from his viking raids and like every other drakkar he had a longship full of loot from his pillagings and an unrelenting hitched to be buried once again in the arms of his wife and daughter

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

She inhaled deeply, and felt herself calming down, leaning against Drago’s strong chest. She looked up to see Jason, staring daggers at her. He was not going to embarrassed by a stupid little hillbilly. “You all know she is lying,” he looked around to see who was listening,”She is just jealous because I am with Anna, and I pushed her away when she hit on me, she is nothing but a little whore from Tennessee,” he continued. Madchen was shaking in Drago’s arms, not out of fear though, no she was sick of Jason’s sneaky lies.

"Sorry I have only just been able to join the fight, I hate summer waiting for the night to come. I have been hearing the battle and hated not being able to help in anyway and not know if you were safe or not Keira." I nod to him. All of a sudden one of the archers runs towards us yelling "Alma." The little girl runs out from between us and runs to his arms. He picks her up and holds her tight. "They saved me Daddy." He places Alma on the ground and kneels on the floor. Prince Arizer I thank you for saving the life of my daughter. "It was Keira who killed the monster about to hurt Alma, you owe her not me your thanks." He turns towards me still on his knees.

She drank de Descendants of the ancient kings and queens of Qarth, the Pureborn commanded the Civic Guard and the fleet of ornate galleys that ruled the straits between the seas. Daenerys Targaryen had wanted that fleet, or part of it, and some of their soldiers as well. She made the traditional sacrifice in the Temple of Memory, offered the traditional bribe to the Keeper of the Long List, sent the traditional persimmon to the Opener of the Door, and finally received the traditional blue silk slippers summoning her to the Hall of a Thousand Thron

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

“You may have all seen her at the wedding but now you get to be acquainted with her.” “Darana,” she called firmly. “Please step forward and let everyone see you while I introduce them to you.” I glanced at Darana, expecting to see any trace of fear but there was none. Instead, she held herself with grace and stepped forward with her chin held high. I tried to hide my smirk but failed. She was really so good at acting. “Darana, meet my second son, Adan Titterington. He holds a share in one of the companies and he’s very good at scheming. I mean planning things.” she corrected.