Khal Drogo Book Novels & Stories

It seems they had also caught on the depth of what the mysterious woman had said. I set my eyes on my mate afterwards only to find her famous blank mask back on her face. My mind was running faster than it usually did and I couldn’t help but feel as if this new lady knew exactly what she was saying. But then I couldn’t be so sure because like my mate, she also had the same blank mask on her face with her eyes dead cold. Taking a deep breath, I asked as calmly as I could. “Who are you?” “Well now that you ask, my name is Kiara Khorne. Cousin to Chaos. That’s as much as you deserve to know. And oh, I’m also the mate of your beta” she answered coldly

I halt at the sight of Drogo sitting on the couch, his buttons undone, revealing his cracked, tattooed chest. His head is lowered, raven hair falling forward and covering most of his face. His chest heaves as if struggling to breathe, and a bead of sweat trails along the curve of his chiseled jaw before dropping to the floor. His heavy breathing tears through the house's silence I stand frozen, torn between turning back and getting the glass of water I came for. My throat is dry, and I know the water would help steady my nerves. Swallowing hard, I take slow, careful steps toward the kitchen, the cold floor biting into my bare feet.

Drogo crouched down, clutching himself as he sank to the ground. That served him well in my eyes. Seizing the opportunity, I dashed towards the door. Before I could make my escape, Drogo lashed out, his foot connecting with my ankle, sending me sprawling to the ground. Pain shot through me as I hit the floor. I struggled to rise, but Drogo was already on his feet, blocking the doorway with his imposing frame. "You little bitch!" He spat, his voice laced with venom. "You think you can kick me like that and run away?"

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

“You will get hurt in sleep,” She said like it was obvious. He looked offended in the most unexpected way. “It’s just a scratch. You are overreacting. You are not sleeping on the couch.” “Scratch can be lethal too." She argued. “Khal Drogo died from a scratch. He was the strongest one.” Louis blinked. “Khal who?” Lisa stared at him. “Character from Game of Thrones. Don’t tell me you don’t know GOT.” He scoffed. “You think I have time to watch that?”

I let out a puff, the air that came with it pushing the strands of hair away from my face. Letting out a sigh, I wrapped my right hand around the bottle and took one huge gulp. It went down my throat with a sizzling burn and I felt a cough rise up. I grimaced at the shitty taste but went in again for another one. I remember having a drink exactly the taste of this one after killing Drogo. After hearing of his attempt at women trafficking; I decided whatever ties we had, I needed no more. Elias had given me an ear full on how taking him out might destroy our stronghold on the fifth precinct, but I didn't give a shit about that.

I had to brace myself. “You planning on walking off?” he asked. “Not today.” “That’s reassuring.” I glanced sideways at him. “You don’t think I’d jump.” He studied my face more carefully then. “Should I?” I returned my gaze to the sea. “Do you think your dragon could catch me?” Silence. “Catch you,” he repeated slowly. “Yes.” “Why would I need to catch you?” “I read a book once,” I said. “About cliff diving. People leaping into water from heights like this.”

Heat twisted low again, fingers itching to trace dragon tattoo, shatter glass cages together. Sleep evaded, penthouse glass reflecting endless night. Eiko's nod gateway, pinning display foreplay. Game layered darker, forbidden pulls magnetic. Chicago breached its signature warning, claim. I countered tomorrow, rivals crushed, his obsession my lever. Two predators, steps shadowed closer, collision inevitable. Ruin beckoned sweetly.

[hey guys! let's start book 3, shall we? LOl. Merry Christmas everybody! so before we begin book 3, I realized the version of Apod on Good novel (book 2) is the only one that didn't have this chapter. I must have forgotten to post it and for that I'm sorry. Whilst it will take away nothing from book 2, I feel it is essential for Character development and just a recap of some elements in book 1. Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2.]

Chapter 145 Drako sighed, the weight of the night pressing down on him as he sat on the root of a massive tree in the woods. The clouds darkened, and the atmosphere turned cold, mirroring the tumult within him. Just then, a distant laughter echoed through the woods. He looked around, recognizing the source even before seeing the face. Alpha Ralph emerged from the shadows, his laughter carrying a sinister edge. Drako tensed, knowing that Ralph's presence meant trouble. Ralph sauntered towards Drako, his smirk widening. "Well, well, Drako. It seems like your little secret is out. Your own daughter discovering the truth—that's quite the mess you've made."