Jon Targaryen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Tyler says, making me growl. "Or blame someone else again as she did to her old alpha," Alarick says, making me agree. Tara thinks I'm buying the whole I'm innocent shit. She has no idea I've been spying on her for a while. She's been working with these scumbag rogues and alphas, capturing girls from more miniature packs and kidnapping rogue girls to sell them on the black market as enslaved people. "I wouldn't doubt she was sleeping with the dude. That's why he didn't think twice to take the blame for her." Alarick adds, making me feel disgusted.

I looked between him and Baylor wondering what was going on. “Liana Stark. I, Drogo Velaryon, in front of everyone present and under the goddess's blessings ask you to join with me and be my mate?” “What?!” I shrieked in horror. My life was doomed.

Taz, on the other side, sipped on a cup of wine as he stood to face Rygan. “Well, you sure took a lot of time to show up late on the day of your engagement,” words tumbled from his lips as he took a whiff of a very familiar scent from a certain redhead omega that they all knew. “Rygan, you didn’t...” Taz started. “I plan to end the engagement today,” he said to the two males, whose eyes widened with shock. But before they could answer, the doors of his chambers were pushed wide open by a very furious Alvira.

She took a step back and then another before finally resting to the wall when her back hit the doorknob. "Could you please repeat what you just said, Ms. Farrows? You want me to what?" He puffed out a smoke on her face and smiled dangerously. "I... I wanted you to take me in for the time being. You see, my father wanted to marry me to Joffrey Dylan and I don't want that." "And you would rather be with the enemy of your family?" She nodded. "Yes, because I know you don't hurt children and women." Daemon put off his cigar by sticking it to his own flesh in the hand. They both watched it create a searing burn on his hand.

Now the shadow had a face. “Your father killed mine,” she whispered. Matteo didn’t deny it. “Yes.” Her hand trembled at her side. “And you what? You expect me to lie beside you? To kiss you? To marry the son of the man who destroyed everything I was born into?” The silence between them burned hotter than fire. Finally, Matteo stepped closer, his presence swallowing the night. “I expect nothing,” he said, voice like a low growl. “But understand that I am not him. I’ve bled to carve my own throne. And I will burn what’s left of his legacy to the ground if that’s what it takes to keep you here.”

Taryn “Do you know the story of how I took my father’s place when I was only five?” Taryn shook her head. “Your uncle, the usurper, had surrounded our castle and taken one of my older sisters. He had given terms to my father, Lord of Sneaf, before me. Kneel down and proclaim me the only king of Elder and I will spare your daughter’s life, he had told him.” Taront shook his head and turned to look toward the open window. “My father was forced to obey him, my older sister was Sneaf’s heir. In our family, there has always been the custom that the firstborn, man or woman, would take command of our house. My sister, Tamara, was my father’s heir, and he wanted to save her at all costs.”

Rocky yelled back at him. "Did you hear the prophecy?" Jaden asked and stare into his eyes. At the mention of prophecy, Rocky face fell. He had a sad expression on, and control the anger he was feeling inside. Jaden saw the look on his face and could tell that Rocky seems uncomfortable with what he just asked. Then he decided to get him angrier maybe, he will spill some things out. Jaden had a strong will that, Rocky could be the Tyrant Hybrid. "From your look, I guess you heard the prophecy. What do you think about the Tyrant Hybrid that was mentioned?" Jaden sat beside him and asks.

“She was my friend before I met you. If you wanted to be loved by me, having good chemistry with her would be the best. But, you are the worst bully that I know in this school, and yet you expect me to fall for a woman like you. Who does that?” “Even the Alpha Prince loved her sister who bullied her worst….” Ava uttered, sounding pitifully. Tyrion smirked. “Do I look like the Alpha Prince? What if you approach her sister and convince her to stop bullying Eden…..would you die?” That was unexpected of Tyrion. The whole student was watching, and yet he couldn't control his anger before them. If this reaches the Alpha King or even to Prince Geralt, he might be expelled from his duty as the Princ

She never bothered so far as I was healthy and walking but I remembered when I was a little girl, sick with fever she stayed by my side till I was better before she disappeared once more. I loved her and she loved me in her own weird way that was why she gave me Archie so I would never be lonely growing up. "How dare she think of leaving me?! After everything I've done for her! After everything I sacrificed for her! Wasn't my love enough for her?" Father lamented as he drank himself to stupor. It was satirical watching the mighty Tyrion Greyjoy, a tyrant who enjoyed reaping where he did not sow and leaving the weak hopeless wailing over a woman whose body he owned but heart could never win.

Add 3/4 of awesome fashion sense, 4/4 of social awesomeness and finally the last ingredient wads of money and lots of cars. Put it in the oven and bake and voila, your own personal Jake Grayson Ashe. Character details 1.Name: Tara Deidre Morgenstern. Age: Sixteen and half. Birthday: Valentine's Day. Species: Angel, Vampire and Witch. Eye colour: Sea blue with red spots. Mate:Jake Grayson Ashe. 2.Name:Anastasia Morgenstern (Tara's Grandmother) Age:Fifty five Birthday: 3rd March,.... Species: Witch. (Queen of witches)