Jon Daenerys Novels & Stories

I'm in pure shock as she opens her mouth and says. “You’re their chosen but you’re not ready yet. It’s a shame that when you become powerful enough you’ll have to choose between the ones you love the most and your destiny. Held your head high, Pandora Vaughn, but one misstep, and it may become darker than night.” As soon as she finishes talking, her eyes return to normal and everything around her too, she looks at me with a confused look, until the surprise takes the place of confusion. “Penny? What was that?” I ask carefully.

None of it surprised her anymore. She almost teared up when she read her dad’s message. ‘Remember your name. Stand tall.’ She squared her shoulders and repeated what he had taught her from the moment they had realised she was not one of them. She was Ava Morgan, daughter of Alpha Roland Morgan, and she didn’t take shit from anybody. If only that were true. Her shoulders sagged again as her mind tried to pull her back to the torturous years she had endured living among the wolves. Even the Alpha and his four sons had failed to keep her safe from that.

" His eyes sparkled. “Trust me, you'll like it. Nav studied Kat's face closely. Would she agree? he had stayed disappointed that she had fled at night, but would certainly persist. That's why I chose the name Dhiraj for today's role. It meant "patience". When he saw that blond guy with his hand on her shoulder, he wished he'd picked a name. more vigorous. He wanted to tear the character apart and say that Kat was his. what she doesn't it was. Yet. Now, he was impatient to be alone with her, continue his flirtation and get her over it. your hesitation. “Just come and have a look. — Would you like to play a board game in one of those little compartments?

With a loud roar full of all the emotions that she had been feeling for the past couple of hours, Leah charged at the black dragon. The black dragon looked up in surprise to see Leah’s large red dragon aiming straight for it. Inside the black dragon, Theo seethed with his own anger and jealousy. How dare this female try to challenge him! Does she honestly think she can take him down! A little girl of barely thirty years old trying to take on a full grown male of a hundred years old was just plain laughable! She had gotten lucky back at her home when she had punched him in the face, breaking his nose. He had not been expecting her to lash out like that. But this time was different. She was ac

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

Memories of the real owner of the body suddenly filled her head. Her name, her habit, her family. Everything was potrayed so clearly that Ji Eun felt like she was watching a movie. "Miss, are you okay?" The servant, who turned out to be Mary, looked worried. "Please, get me a cup of hot tea, Mary." Ji Eun said as her headache subsided. Oh no, that's not his name now. This time, she is Cecilia Margareth Lancia. The only daughter of Duke Armando Gustav Lancia and one of the candidates for crown princess in the Atrazal empire.

Lem, let go of her. "She broke my nose." Lem dumped her unceremoniously to the floor. "Who in seven hells is she supposed to be?" "The Hand's daughter." Harwin went to one knee before her. "Arya Stark, of Winterfell."

His elder son was absent, Daerason noticed. "And these are my trusted Lieutenants, Lianna Swallow," he introduced a young girl with orange hair, "Jewell Sparrow," Jewell was a man with blonde hair and a scar over his cheek, "Xavier Crane, and Amanda Winfield" "A please to meet you all" said the King, "Im sure you all know who we are" "Oh we do" said Lord Isiah drinking his wine, "So to what do i owe this visit?" "The Dornish need your aid" said Dorian

Humiliation clawed at my chest. I swallowed hard, forcing a tight smile. "Actually, I’m your new lecturer, Jorah." I stepped forward, extending my hand as if this was a normal, professional introduction. "Danielle Louis. You can call me Dany." He didn’t move. He didn’t blink. Instead, he gave me a slow, appraising glare—one so disgustingly condescending I felt like something he’d scrape off his designer shoes. Then he smirked. "Cute. Listen up, bitch."

"I know." "He's the crown prince of the oldest vampire bloodline on the planet." "I know." "He looked first." like, nora picked up her bag and started walking toward the vehicles. "I know. " she said She tucked it away with everything else. She would need better information before she knew what to do with it. What she did not know couldn't know, standing in that courtyard on her first day on an island she hadn't been able to find on any map was that Caspian Vael had looked at her the same way.