Jon Snow And Lyanna Stark Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Kingsley, let me have control.” “I know, I’m trying to give it to you,” he says, and to my horror, there’s panic in his voice. “Hold on, I’m letting you take the reins. . . .” He falters, and I can feel the energy shifting to me, but my form stays the same. I’m still a Lycan. I move nervously, balancing Yana on my back, torn between hoping she’s capable of being conscious and wishing she won’t wake up too soon. However, she just stays there with strain in her breathing, the cut on her head bleeding profusely.

I calm myself down and try again, “I know how you’re feeling sir. Let me-’’ “You don't know how I feel! You know nothing!” he shouts impatiently. My eardrums hurt. “I am not Jon Snow,” I whisper sarcastically. “What?” “I said it’ll snow soon. So let me take care of it for you and then you can finally buy that shovel,” I say instead with a soothing voice.

He was dead serious. He was actually, seriously proposing that I—Myra Rossi, the girl who still had fucking stuffed animals (no offense to Mr. Dragon) on her bed—was going to marry Zyran Theon. The man whose gaze could freeze hell over. The man who had visited our house for years and had never once strung more than two words together in my direction. The man whose very silence felt like a physical dismissal, making me feel like a stranger in my own home, fucking non-existent.

They froze. Snow fell around them. Her hair brushed his jaw. His hands were on her waist. “You’re heavy,” he said. “You’re lying,” she shot back. For a heartbeat, everything else disappeared. Then— “DAAAADDYYYY!” Noelle slid into them like a missile. Sebastian groaned. Nyra burst out laughing. “This,” Nyra said between laughs, “is the best Christmas I’ve had in years.” Sebastian stood, brushing snow off. “You’re enjoying this far too much.”

“Patient. The kind of person who makes a pack better just by being in it. I believe with everything I have that she would be an extraordinary Luna for Blood Moon. I would never presume to disobey your orders, Your Majesty, and I say this with the deepest respect, but I am asking your permission to marry Hailey and give Blood Moon the Luna it deserves.” He finished. He folded his hands on the table and sat there looking earnest and long-suffering and I genuinely had to remind myself that we were sitting in front of the Lycan King because if we hadn't been I would have slapped him. Twice. Three constructive slaps even. How dare he? He wanted permission to marry Hailey.

"I, Alpha Xander Kanne Riordan of the White Diamond Pack, reject you as mate, male Omega Jonas Finnegan Trent of the White Diamond Pack. I release you from all rights and obligations that bind you to me." My tongue felt numb when I said those sentences and my hands became very cold. Jonas smiled broadly after I finished the process. He looked at me and I was shocked because his eyes were so soft. That's weird. "I, Jonas Finnegan Trent, male Omega of the White Diamond Pack, accept your rejection, Alpha Xander Kanne Riordan of the White Diamond Pack. From now on, all ties between us are lost." After saying his answer, I saw him stagger a little, but then quickly straighten his stance.

Jace was still standing there waiting for both of them to finish talking so that he could complete whatever conversation he was having with Shayla and then leave. Shayla held her even tighter than she was holding her earlier because she had a different plan. Her plan was to frustrate Liana to the level where Liana would react in a bad way, and then she would make it look like this is actually the kind of person she is and she is always pretending to be so innocent in the presence of the Alpha and every other person. But little did you know that Leanna was not interested in such a thing right now. All she wants to do is go to her room and rest because she already feels very embarrassed about

Her eyes have an aged look to them, as if they belong to someone much older. "Who is this man?" Carlotta asks. "Jonas Whitepaw," Connor replies. “My former Alpha.” "Jonas Bloodclaw," I snap. The same does Cana in my mind. "Ah, yes, Bloodclaw. How silly of me to forget that you are now a husband." Connor pulls out his pocket watch and snaps it open. "Forgive me, now a widower." "I'll see you in hell," I hiss. Cana growl, ‘let me bite him… we could bite of his balls.’

"Why does he have to leave? Can’t he stay by your side?" Rowena replied, "He has to return to his pack for an alliance bonding arranged by his family. He can’t back out." "How hateful! That alliance mutt is tearing two lovers apart. Poor you!" The divine messages fumed. [What lovers?? They’re nothing but a cheating scumbag and a trashy mistress. To put it bluntly, they’re disgusting.] [Exactly. You think Jenna wants to be in an alliance with a scumbag? The weak, pitiful version of her is dead. This is the heroine Jenna, who commands her own destiny now.]

I'm interested in seeing her reaction and I chose to play with her for a while. “I am Jane – Jane Dean” she smiles widely at me. ”Ahhh, it's the Alpha's daughter. Welcome home, Luna." When I greeted her, I noticed a slight flush on her cheeks. I enjoy knowing that I have an effect on her. "Please accept my apologies for not noticing you earlier. Your father claims you won't arrive until later." "Well, plans changed," she explained, tugging a hair behind her ear. I inhaled deeply. ‘F**K! Don’t lose it. Focus and control yourself’ I keep telling myself even though my lycan side is on the verge to come out.