Jon Rhaenyra Novels & Stories

Power, ancient and merciless, surged up her spine—violet light radiating from her skin, exploding outward to flatten enemies, shatter stone, and force the envoy to his knees, pride stripped away. Kael moved like a nightmare given form, blade pressed to the envoy’s throat, voice low and lethal. “Say her name again. I dare you.” Rowan didn’t move, but his gaze was glacial, voice like a blade of ice. “You hurt her. That was your last mistake.” Nyxara stepped forward, pain ignored, hand settling over Kael’s wrist—anchoring him, their bond humming—Rowan’s palm steady at her back, a quiet anchor.

“Have you seen the latest episode of House of the Dragons?” Jordan asked as we walked through the little relaxation centre outside the hospital, trying to find the perfect place to stay. “I haven’t. I’ve been a little busy lately.” I answered, sighing in regret. “Well, the crowned princess Rhaenyra has married Prince Daemon,” he revealed. My eyes grew wide. I had only missed an episode since the show started, and now I felt way behind. “Oh shit, no way! I have to watch it when I get home.”

How she was tricked and how her heart was stolen. "Are you not all concerned about the fact that although Aljannan Daji and the Royals have come to an agreement, the condition of Rayuwa isn't better?" I asked. "It is because Aljannan'Daji is a Jinni and not a deity. She does not have the power to heal, Nurture, bless and prosper the land and its people. She was able to do all these because of the heart she stole. And now the heart is dying, and Lafiya and its people are dying along with it. Unless you switch sides and return to the old ways, Lafiya will perish along with the stolen heart of Ruhun Daji."

“The Bronithe..” “What will happen in the Bronithe?” Finrod held to her hand, waiting for her answer. “I saw the Virsathen, it was glowing. I felt it worried and frightened. And I saw the Queen Aera; she was running away like the rest of the aristocrats. I don’t know why or from whom. Some of the warriors were poised to attack. And Ellaine,” Yntreia stopped. “Ellaine was at the center of the commotion. Someone, for some reason, wants her.”

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair