Jon X Daenerys Novels & Stories

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.

*** THEON “Are you ready Sir Theon?” George asked. It was Saturday morning, but not the usual day of my life because I was scheduled to go outside. Yes, you heard it right, there was a place I go through every now and then apart from my own safe heaven and that was library. There was a huge library in town which allowed all people and students to visit for recreation, study, education and even if you’re just looking for a place to sleep.

Zeus nodded his head and they both launched at King Xanus together. King Xanus grabbed them both with their necks and slammed them on the ground. He was squeezing their necks while laughing hysterically as if he was enjoying their pain. "I will kill him again. But this time, I will make sure to keep you alive. A beauty like you exist for only one reason, to warm my bed." King Xanus spoke in a mocking tone. He leaned in to lick Dabria's cheek.

It had never crossed his mind that someone from Darshia could be so terrifying! "He's…so strong!" Zenoah's mouth widened in surprise and he wondered if he was mistaken. He originally thought that Zachariah, Sheila, and the others would die that day, but he did not expect that the young man who came in with his elder brother would have such terrifying strength. "Don't you dare kill me. You'll be dead if you do!" Jon retreated slowly with every step that Severin took toward him. Severin smiled coldly and said, "Hehe, this is Darshia, and Darshia is also known as Dracodom. Do you know why that is?"

I gently and slowly walked over to her, looking at all the elders and chiefs in the room, making them bow as I walked past. “Orion…” She called as I crouched low beside her chair. “Is that you?” She asked as tears filled her eyes. “Yes mama, it's me.” I responded softly, and she hugged me, bursting into tears. I chuckled, patting her back as she cried. “There's no need to cry mama, I'm alive.” I muttered, but she hugged me tighter. “My long lost son is back!” Jon announced. “What a miracle!” “More like your long dead son is alive. And that's definitely not a miracle.” Paenyrah snapped audaciously.

Determined not to follow this line of thinking, as it would lead her nowhere good, Naomi decided to offer Theon some words of encourament instead. "Theon Davenport. You wake your ass up ass soon as possible and help me rescue our son or so help me, I will make you suffer"

People in the north barely talk about him too, but they are aware of him. "I was fascinated to hear about you and was more grateful that the north has you now that we are facing a crisis over the increasing number of insurgents. I was really anticipating having a conversation with you, Raenerys the Conqueror." The voice he has is a mixture of Nevil and Acheron. Even his face resembles the faces of the Lancaster siblings. No wonder; it runs in the blood.

JONEA "I'm sorry, Jonea," Daran said suddenly, his voice soft and filled with regret. "I don’t know everything about how to live as a true lycan. I’m not fully a lycan, but I’m not a sorcerer either. I’m stuck between two worlds, and sometimes it feels like I’m losing control."

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

“Then I will end you here so you won't bother him again. I can't stand seeing you around him.” “I have no man that I can stay around. I'm all alone….so please let me go." I pleaded. I was supposed to be in school, but here I am, answering a query I didn't know. “Or, if you could tell who your man is, then I would know what to say.” She grinned. “Wow! She finally accepted to know him.” she squatted again. “Tyrion!!!” My eyes narrowed on hearing that name. I didn't know why, but I felt a pang of jealousy aroused in me. Tyrion is her boyfriend and she abducted me.