Novel & Cerita Jon X Rhaenys

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

Jaxon turned, coming face to face with a blue eyed, black haired Were. "Grayson, you made it," Jaxon mumbled, glancing at Juliette. Juliette looked at him for information. "Hmm, you must be Juliette Kerson, talk of the Kingdom. I'm Grayson, Jaxon's Beta," he introduced, taking Juliette's hand and kissing it. He pulled away at Jaxon's low, threateaning growl. "Nice to meet you," Juliette replied, her face flushed. Jaxon pulled a stool from the corner of his room, and offered it to Grayson, while he sat on the edge of the bed with Juliette. Grayson sat in front of Jaxon and Juliette.

she asks curiously as she looks at me closely. “Fenrir is my father.” I tell her and the noise stops and I feel like I’ve said something wrong. “As in the God Fenrir? The twin of the Moon Goddess?” she asks in astonishment and I nod my head as her mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. “King Dragus and Queen Xena will be here shortly, Goddess. Go and take a seat and relax.” Jonah says to me and I nod and thank him as we walk towards a vacant table and take a seat.

Arya replied as she stretched her fingers out. “Alston Curran, alpha of the Curran pack and my mate, I, Arya jenkins, daughter of the chief priestess and Luna of the Curran pack, would be your wife.” She replied with a large smile on her face. Mrs jenkins was the first to scream out, her mouth covered by her husband immediately, “Don’t you know you have a child?” He said to her with all seriousness as she glared hatefully at him. “I hate you.” She said, eyeing him before turning back to face Arya and Alston, a wide smile on both of their faces.

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.

My body wanted to lean closer and take his lips between my teeth. “Mm, I don’t want much. I just want the Queen’s crown.” The Queen gasped. But I didn’t look away. Mateo chuckled and shook his head, looking amused. The Queen took in a deep breath. “Xanthe Raven-” I hated the name. “Bloodravens are a powerful clan, and she is a fierce warrior and a scholar. You will-” “Xanthe Raven. Daughter of the second lord of the clan Bloodravens. A beauty, I have heard, with skin like freshly roasted coffee bean.”

In fact, I didn’t want to know what his shit-eating grin could mean. “Well, Gabe gave him Xenia as a gift since she’s part of the guild who killed Myrcella, the little girl who used to call him big brother,” he says, and the grin drops from his face. “And since he couldn’t kill you himself, Gabe gave him the second best option.” “What does that…I don’t understand-”

"Death and life. Everywhere, opposites. Everywhere, the war." George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords (A Song of Ice and Fire, #3) • • • INTRODUCING THE MAIN TWO CHARACTERS:- • Neffie Hale Granddaughter of the highest ruler-the royal luna herself. She's a silent but attentive girl with a high intelligence, and an I-don't-care-like and a stubborn personality. She loves her family and will do anything to protect them. She values love the most and believes it is a sacred thing. She has long and wavy sunset red hair, a beautiful pair of fiery red (golden orange) eyes. Her smooth and fair skin is ivory in complexion and her height is 5'5". Also she has a thin ballerina shaped figure.

As they approached the port, Raenerys couldn't help but think of what she had seen before they left the north. Acheron is talking to Sera. She couldn't quite figure out how the two had the chance to talk because she was sure it wasn't the first time. What makes Acheron communicate with Sera? Because of that question, she couldn't stop glancing at Sera, who was now excited to land her feet on the sand of the Eastern Region. But even so, she could feel the sharp look in Raenerys' glance at her. Even if she wanted to pay attention, she didn't do it because it might only make her angry. She can't afford to be killed by Raenerys here; even if she wants to submit her own life if Raenerys wants it

Rhys instructed “it’s just a vision.” “You know about them?” asked Theon “Yeah. Has she told you about her wolf?” Rhys asked looking sheepish. Theon nodded. “She was six when she had her first vision.” Rhys told Theon. “We were playing in the garden and suddenly she goes like this. I shit myself. I thought she died” Theon could see why.