Jon X Daenerys Novels & Stories

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.

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 means you are becoming what you were always meant to be. I turn to the next page, and find an entry I hadn't read before: June 1, 2214 Your father is not just any Pure, my darling Lena. He is Jorah of the House of Silvercrest, direct descendant of the First Pack. The voice of command runs strong in his bloodline—the ability to compel obedience with mere words, to bend wills with a thought. It is a power meant for leaders, for those born to rule. In the old days, before the Great Divide, his ancestors were kings among our kind.

“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:

I walked away while he was confused. “Nirvana, what girlfriend are you talking about?” This time, he managed to hold my arm before I could bolt out. “How would I know? Maybe your number eight, or is it twelve?” I shot him a death glare. “I don’t date. I don’t have a girlfriend. What does she look like?” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know. Daenerys Targaryen?” “Huh.” A slight curve appeared on his lips, his eyes dancing with humor. “Tall, gray eyes, silver blonde hair, looks like a princess?”

"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.

Draco muttered. I opened my mouth to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. “Zara, I don't see Jamie and Theon,” Lia whispered, trembling, and I glanced up to meet Draco's gaze, mustering a little courage that I didn't know I have. “Draco, where are my men? Jamie and Theon." Draco chuckled. “I thought you'd never ask. Theon is right here,” he announced, raising a human head, with blood trickling from it.

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.