Jon X Daenerys Novels & Stories

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.

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

I said smiling at her and handed her the cup with my blood. She took it and looked me in the eyes, "I Arya Knox, princess of Zanaerys, daughter of Alpha Maximo Knox and Luna Hannia Knox accept you my King Alpha Lanox North as my mate and life partner and I accept my bond with the North Clan as their Luna Queen, I promise to be fair and protect them." said Arya and I could not help but raise my head with pride, as she took from the cup, drinking my blood, sealing our union with her words.

, I said to myself, tapping my forehead in anger. Yes, it started with something like a Don, but the end of the name sounded like something I had heard on a TV show somewhere. I tried remembering the TV show, it was a very popular TV show, something about games and thrones - Game of Thrones, that was it. His name sounded like one of the characters, the queen with the blonde or rather white hair, Danearys. I tried to combine the two pieces of information in my head and then it struck - Donaerys. That was his name, Donaerys.

Maybe it was just the fact of her being 'that' person that had been enough to make him feel that way. "Quit it, Johann. Doesn't matter if I do find her attractive, she's engaged already." Johann's eyes widen in shock. "She is!?" he screamed but later became conscious of the sleeping girl beside him. "Yes, I heard the guy's a powerful half-dragon who's been with her since the previous war." "Man, that's tough." His shoulder instantly dropped, his body collapsed into the bed with arms wide open. . lifelessly. An immediate defeat, was it?

“It’s coming soon. I just need my strength first. I need to stand and I need to show them who they are and who I am, what it is to challenge me. And what is at stake for what they've done.” “Strength?” he echoed carefully, warily. “I do not understand, alpha.” I chuckled, the sound echoing darkly through the broken halls. “Blood is power, Theon. Blood is life. And right now, there’s nothing I crave more. Blood, flesh and the lives of those that are weak, I am gaining my strength from them.” His jaw tightened, eyes flickering with a disgust he failed to hide. “If you say so, Alpha.” “Oh, I do say so,” I murmured softly, stepping toward him slowly, dangerously. “You doubt me? You're not fright

I couldn’t help but pity the ones who tried to have a conversation with me, knowing Draven would have their head served for breakfast if he found them staring at me. Fuck, why was I thinking of him? Even now, I only jolt back into reality when I feel Jorah's cool touch as I pack over to see the magazine of new clothes he’d ordered from a very talented seamstress. But Jorah entertained my thoughts enough to concentrate on him as he peeked into his closet, coming out with the most gorgeous low-waisted jeans that showed his slender V-line paired with a dark blue shirt. His body was unreal, as I’ve been slowly learning that male omegas’ beauty was unreal:

"And it may not be denied?" "With one dragon, Xaro Xhoan Daxos would rule this city, but one ship will further our cause but little." Dany nibbled at an onion and reflected ruefully on the faithlessness of men. "We passed through the bazaar on our way back from the Hall of a Thousand Thrones," she told Ser Jorah. "Quaithe was there." She told him of the firemage and the fiery ladder, and what the woman in the red mask had told her.

Entering the living area a little while later, they found Jaime, Ace, Kass, Marcus,Royd Grace, Lydia, and Sansa. The smell of Onyx and Tasha’s combined scents seemed to hit everyone at once, because they were all smiling—even Sansa, despite that it was fake.