Jon X Margaery Novels & Stories

Marga became a doctor, which made her family happy. She accepted herself, flaws and all. Reynold learned how to express his emotions so that he wouldn’t lose someone important to him. Reynold asked Marga to marry him and they returned to their hometown, Riqueza. They learned that Marga is expecting a child together. Everyone was happy when they heard that the family’s bloodline will continue. After I read the book, I tried to sleep until my vision became dark. I woke up feeling dizzy. Everything that happened last night made me get up immediately.

And in the middle, on a stone bridge that spanned the torrent, stood Leigh’s father. Lord Valerius was a tall, lean man like a hardened sapling. He wore no armor, only a worn leather jerkin over a grey tunic. His hair was more silver than black, tied back. He held no weapon. He stood alone on the bridge, facing Gryffen’s army, a solitary figure of calm authority.

Then Marga burst out laughing, sharp, disbelieving, almost giddy. “How can an Alpha do that?” she said between giggles. “How can the great Draven kneel to anyone?” Her laughter rang out, bright against the heaviness inside me. I tried to smile, but my lips trembled. “That’s the thing,” I said softly. “He’s already weak. He’s not the same man he was.” Marga sobered, leaning closer. “Weak or not, Liora, you got out. You’re here. You’re safe. That’s what matters.”

He gritted, his voice cutting through the thick air. "Queen Margery. You know she is kind and carrying, she takes care of the poor and she is accommodating homeless people like…like me! Yes, like me!” Shannon said hastily and quickly got out of the car, and then she ran across the street, almost being hit by a car. It was as if the alcohol in her system had been flushed out and suddenly, comparing MJ to a character from Game of Thrones felt like the best thing she had ever done.

asked Jonathan glaring at Margaret who is combing her brunette hair. “I don’t want you to become that person again” said Margaret. Jonathan was a gangster when she loved him but soon after eloping with her he tried to become normal person. She is just twelve when she left with him. He took care of her like she is his precious baby. He worked with mafia and became the head of Black dragon group but after finding out about her pregnancy when she was seventeen he left everything. Margaret never regretted loving him but she hates his other side so she worked hard to pull him from that dark side. Jonathan had so many enemies and one of them is Phoenix.

“Then let’s talk about something else.” I nodded slowly. “Okay… like what?” She leaned forward immediately. “Alpha Jaron.” I froze for a second, blinking. “What about him?” Her eyes sparkled with interest, the stress from earlier completely replaced by nosiness. “Everything. Start talking.” I let out a small laugh, bringing the cup to my lips. “He’s… good.” Marga’s jaw dropped so dramatically I almost choked on my coffee. “Good?” she repeated loudly, her voice echoing. “What does that even mean? A cruel Alpha doing better, huh?”

Lord Marrowind’s face was frozen in shock, Chloe’s bloodied lips parted in horror, and Xavier… Xavier’s expression was unreadable, but fury simmered in his pale features. But Ronan didn’t waver. His judgment was final. And I stood there, heart racing, Ember’s fire still pulsing in my veins, knowing everything had changed. But… I was happy.

"I should have taken your side instead of helping you push him away. I'm sorry." Xander said nothing, just stroked her frail back with tears in his eyes. Xander never expected to see his mother, who was usually so strong and healthy, with her stern and cool demeanor, become this fragile, as if all her life force had faded. "Mom, this is Jonas, my mate, and this is Jordan, our son, born to Jonas through his special rare Omega," Xander said after a moment. Mrs. Riordan approached Jonas and, with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly.

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.

After a few seconds he slams it open again. "What the hell dude.." Reece exclaims. "Happy birthday Morgana.. and um welcome to the pack I guess..." Aaron says and escapes one more time through the door. I turn around and look at Reece who offers me a warm smile. "It's Charles.." I say to him and his facial expression goes from happy to sad in a matter of seconds. "Well, tell him to scram.." He says moving towards me. 'Who the hell is Charles and why is he interrupting us?' My wolf asks from inside me but I just ignore her.