Jon X Daenerys Novels & Stories

All eyes went to Daemon who took confident strides towards her. He side-eyed Joffrey who stood right next to her and smirked. His eyes uncomfortably rested on her hand where the new wedding ring is on her finger. “I never thought you’d be the type of a man who would steal someone’s wife. Where did the honorable man who served my father go, Joffrey?” Joffrey’s face twitched in annoyance. “The old man would be disappointed on you if he’s still around today. He made sure his men are respectful to other families but I guess his own son fell short of his standards.”

"There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think." "Yet how are men to see him, if he is at Storm's End?" Stannis drummed his fingers on the Painted Table. "It is a difficulty. One of many." He raised his eyes. "You have more to say about the letter. Well, get on with it. I did not make you a knight so you could learn to

On the other hand, the opposite would mean that there are a lot of prophecies that have not come true yet. ‘It says here that Joanna is going to become Draco’s woman and bear him a daughter by the name of Jean Xander and she will be Neo’s older sister… ‘Clearly, none of that is true. Forget me and Joanna being in a relationship. Even if we did and she really does give birth to Jean, there’s no way the child would be Neo’s older sister.’ Adrian spent an entire day going through the mountain of prophecies.

Ore remarked with a disdainful look and her two roommates tried their best to hold their snort before they get punished for it Lastly, Prince Jaqen came out in a blue robe with nothing on it, it was plain from head to toe and his hair was packed in a ponytail, he was holding his sword at the right hand and his bow bag was hanging at the right hand of Derib who was walking closely beside him “If this Prince wasn’t as wicked as the devil himself, I would have sold my soul to acquire his love because he is effortlessly handsome” Alexa blushed as she placed her hands on both cheeks in admiration

Unsure of what we were about to face, he wanted all our warriors here for safety. “Any change Bex?” My brother Teddy asks, “Nothing yet, I am starting to get worried.” Teddy comes to the other side of her bed, lightly touches her face as his jaw tightens. I have known for years of my brother's love for Jen, but I never revealed it because he feels he isn't worthy. He is a Beta’s son, She an Alpha’s daughter.

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."

Anyone would drool from where I stood, and this god was Devyn. Devyn Tyrion.

What do I do? He was going to explain later how he was able to link me. For now, I would throw him a bone. I smiled at Sansa and moved over to link my arm with hers. Then I led her closer to Jaxon who looked completely stunned. “Sansa, this is Jaxon. Jaxon, this is Sansa. She’s one of our elite warriors,” I said, smiling at them both. Sansa’s eyes wandered from him to me and back to him. Then she bowed her head to him. Why would she bow her head? I was so very confused right now.

Jhogo shouted at the crowd from horseback, snapping his whip, "make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons. Reclining on cool satin cushions, Xaro Xhoan Daxos poured ruby-red wine into matched goblets of jade and gold, his hands sure and steady despite the sway of the palanquin. "I see a deep sadness written upon your face, my light of love." He offered her a goblet. "Could it be the sadness of a lost dream

In fact, I didn’t want to know what his shit-eating grin could mean. “Well, Gabe gave him Xenia as a gift since she’s part of the guild who killed Myrcella, the little girl who used to call him big brother,” he says, and the grin drops from his face. “And since he couldn’t kill you himself, Gabe gave him the second best option.” “What does that…I don’t understand-”