Novelas y relatos de Jon X Rhaenyra

Power, ancient and merciless, surged up her spine—violet light radiating from her skin, exploding outward to flatten enemies, shatter stone, and force the envoy to his knees, pride stripped away. Kael moved like a nightmare given form, blade pressed to the envoy’s throat, voice low and lethal. “Say her name again. I dare you.” Rowan didn’t move, but his gaze was glacial, voice like a blade of ice. “You hurt her. That was your last mistake.” Nyxara stepped forward, pain ignored, hand settling over Kael’s wrist—anchoring him, their bond humming—Rowan’s palm steady at her back, a quiet anchor.

Gwen I and aunt Maya a walked into the expansive ballroom in excitement. We had been invited to the alpha's birthday . I had never set eyes on the Lycan king , but rumors had it he was charming. I could feel all eyes resting on me as I walked in locking arms with aunt Maya. I was nervous. "Take a deep breath child. " . She walked over to the queen's table to pay her regards . I followed suit. The queen was seated in a velvet draped table. wore a bright fur cape, her hair was wrapped in a big bun. She had a stern face, squared chin, a sharp jawline, and a pointy nose. She looked hard to please.

Lem, let go of her. "She broke my nose." Lem dumped her unceremoniously to the floor. "Who in seven hells is she supposed to be?" "The Hand's daughter." Harwin went to one knee before her. "Arya Stark, of Winterfell."

“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.

The blood was so dark, it was alomost black, yet a thin layer of the stuff was blue. "Put this on," Jaxon ordered when he got back. Most of the bleeding had stopped. Juliette quickly applied the lip plaster to her lip, and cleaned the excess blood away from her mouth. "What happened?" Juliette asked, once she was all cleaned up. Her and Jaxon sat at the foot of his bed, both staring into space. "How about I ask my Beta. He is coming to the arena today. He is very smart, and knows alot when it comes to immortals," Jaxon said softly. Juliette nodded, staring at her hands.

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"

I try not to glare at him now that I know he’s trying to ship Bella off to one of those ruthless men who will eat her alive. In his role as the sovereign, Hades moves from my side to his right. Ryen, the general, is seated to his left. Hades is on a par with him in terms of power, but Ryen plays a more important function that involves protecting the brotherhood rather than coordinating between the clan and the chambers. He has a line of information that rivals others and is aware of the appropriate individuals to bribe, most likely as a result of his extensive network throughout the country. Ryen has been around since the time of his father and has consistently done his part despite being i

Xavier began, eyes narrowing. "Poison," Renly gasped, doubling over, hands braced on his knees. "It was poisoned." My blood turned to ice. Aria's voice whispered sharply in my mind. "Inside. It's already inside." I turned, shaking, to Xavier, then Renly. "Who-who would—?" But Renly was already at the door, yanking it open and shouting down the corridor. Within seconds, two guards appeared, dragging a thin, trembling figure between them—the kitchen maid, Ana, her apron stained, her face streaked with tears.

“You don’t have to worry about anything, just take care of Marline,” Both Jane and Brandondon nodded at my words, “Who is he? Asked Brandon, staring at Jyace who was silently watching us talk. “The guy who pictures Rachel carries around her phone,” Jane said, with a mischievous smirk on her face. “Wait, he is the one but what about other guys Rachel dates occasionally,” Brandon said, eyeing Jayce. “What guys?” questioned Jayce, looking at me. “I’ll tell you later, now drop me in Brandon’s house,” I said, changing the subject.

she called out to the males as Enzo leaned down for Myra to climb on. “You alright, Myra?” Jorah muttered, his nostrils flaring as she shook her head, although jorah's eyes creased with suspicion, the debt of Ruben blood was overwhelming as she shows her hands. “Better than I will ever be, and it’s not my blood but Ruben,” With a tight-lipped smile, she lied as they raced out of the Red Dawn woods, her eyes resolute - she had to get the alpha back no matter what.