Jon Snow X Rhaenyra Targaryen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Soren, with his inherent strength and sincerity, was slowly but surely earning the Alpha’s respect. She reflects on the journey that brought them to this moment—the challenges, the fears, and the triumphs. Starting from a point of conflict and suspicion, to a place of celebration and unity, it feels almost surreal. She harbours no regrets; every decision, every difficult moment led her here, surrounded by love and a sense of belonging. Her mother, Queen Reyna, approaches, breaking her contemplative solitude. With a gentle affection, she kisses the side of Rhiannon’s head, pulling her into a warm embrace.

Kyria giggles a little as she curtsies and whispers. “K…Kyria… Yes.” Jonah, with Kyria’s hand still in his leads her onto the dance floor, twirling her into his arms before waltzing her around the floor. Enjoying the feel of his mate in his arms, though he knows that when the Ball ends so will their time together for now. Romeo smirked as he felt Jonah move away from him and down to the Omega female. Romeo watched his Witch, and as she left the room, he followed.

But I guess seeing Senhla Pack now awakened something in me. What if I Iived here instead? "You can't." Arya said with a mocking tone. I raised my brows. "Why?" I asked. "You're Aiden's mate, remember?" She said and I muttered an "oh" I was. And I would become the future Luna of ColdTown pack. This was Senhla Pack, I had no relation with this pack. "Well, you could." Arya suddenly said and I raised my brows abruptly. "How?" I asked. "If you become Ryan's mate"

"He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart." She slowly closed her eyes, and blood stained my shirt collar. "Nathalie... if only I weren't such a fool." Her eyes shut, and her hands slipped from my neck. Then, there was only silence. All that was left in the howling snowstorm was the sound of my crying. … After the snowstorm passed, I made my way down the mountain alone, rushing straight to Riverton City. I got there just as Chester's engagement party was starting. Right when Chester was about to slip the ring on Rose's finger, I burst into the room. "Chester, Janet has passed away, and she sent me to give you a wedding present!"

Now, she had Nolalce, Waylon had Cameron, and Colton had Freyja. She would be happy as long as all of them are happy. … On the night before Christmas, it started snowing in Yaramoor. Freyja and Leia walked out of the cafe and went their separate ways. After Leia got into the car, Freyja looked up at the falling snow, then wrapped the coat around her tighter. A car honked, so Freyja turned around and saw Colton’s halfway down window. She walked over with a smile as Colton got out of the car.

Snow bounded ahead, tail wagging as he chased after butterflies, oblivious to his owner’s inner turmoil. She turned to Rion, who stood beside her, keeping a watchful eye on the perimeter. “Rion.” “Yes, Princess?” She watched as Snow leaped after a bird before looking back at him. “Between you and Raven, who’s the better fighter?” Rion blinked at her in surprise, as if the question had come out of nowhere. From the corner of her eye, she noticed Raven shift slightly, his posture tensing, even though he stood a few feet away.

He paused and then added, " Is this some kind of joke? " "No. It's not. I mean it." Snow seemed to look like she had the puppy eyes as she looked into Rafe's eyes. " He showed me pictures of you and I fell in love with you. I've been waiting for this day and it's finally here, give me a chance show you who I am", Snow said as she smiled and winked at Rafe.

“You marked me in the dark and then crowned another woman in the light. Tell me, Alpha, what part of that feels right?” A ripple of shock tears through the crowd. Lysentha’s fingers dig into Rhaegon’s arm. “She’s lying,” she says sharply, panic bleeding through the edges of her voice. “She used seduction magic, omega tricks, to confuse you. You felt the bond with me first.” Rhaegon doesn’t even look at her. His gaze never leaves mine. “No,” he says slowly. “I felt something with you.” He finally turns his head, eyes narrowing. “But this, ” He gestures between us, his voice dropping into something raw and dangerous. “This is not what I feel now.”

I admitted, playing with Elena’s hair. “Saying that he loves you would be an understatement. Xander can't imagine his life without you. He doesn't just want you. He doesn't want a life without you. He was a fool, but he learned from his mistakes.” I let her words sink in as I deeply took them into consideration. Thankfully, the doorbell rang, catching our attention. Melanie was here. We decided to meet up at Rowena's place two days ago because Melanie wanted to throw Jorah a surprise birthday party.

She had promised Zara Yanes to ensure the continuation of the York family and now found herself in an awkward relationship with Kiran, unwilling to get closer. Now, she pinned her hopes on Snow Xander; if Snow bore Kiran a child, she would be freed from her obligations. Kiran remained on the rooftop for a long time before going back to sleep. The next morning, he woke up early. Snow Xander was cuddling him like a sleepy kitten wrapped around him. Kiran looked at the beautiful Snow, a smile forming in his eyes—this was the power of a man who commands respect. He gently tried to withdraw his arm.