Novel & Cerita Khal Drogo Book

Thank you for reading Lorenzo's story. I hope that you have enjoyed it. Please note, from this point forward, it is Dario's story. Similar trigger warnings are still in place for this book. As well as, the following. Focus on mentally unstable man. Talk of child abuse. Miscarriage scene. There is also graphic torture detail, and some scenes of BDSM within it. This book features someone who has a lot of mental health issues caused by his childhood. This is the final story within the series. It is shorter than the others as 90% of their relationship is within the past, and not seen as a commitment.

Mother Goddess- My child is ready to take her place among the corners but it is not my place to give her the throne of the dark-lings, that right is of her fathers who has yet to come to me. Drago is a man of mystery and his many centuries as a feral beast have changes his mind and heart to stone, only allowing his beloved daughter and grandsons in. “I no you’re here” he says from his place at the plush chair in front of the fireplace.

“He framed you to steal the title.” “Yes,” Drogo said bitterly, his jaw clenching tight. “And that is exactly why I will eventually kill him.” The raw honesty made me feel invincible. He had opened a door to the darkest and most guarded corner of his soul. I needed to push just one step further while the door was still cracked open. “Since we are telling the truth,” I said, fighting to keep my voice perfectly steady. “Tell me about the others.” Drogo frowned with his brow furrowing in confusion. “What others?”

Flavius's rough hand caresses mine as we make our way through the mountain to the tomb where my brother rests. As we walk through the halls, horde members pass by respectfully bowing their heads at me. They acknowledge and respect me as chieftain, but I cannot say the same about Flavius. Dragon slayers have long been the enemy of dragons. Welcoming one into the heart of our home is far from safe in the minds of my horde members. Had Flavius not been my mate, I would have felt the same. I watch as Flavius sends a sideways glance at some of the passing members. He lets out an exhausted sigh once again, pointing his face forward.

He was none other than the Horizon Peak’s Academy initiate who had appeared during the sparring matches. “I never expected you to recognize me. All the more reason for I, Drogo Rogers, to kill you!” Drogo did not only expect Zephyr to recognize him, but also did not expect him to dodge his attack. His movement did not slow one bit as he spoke. Instead became even faster as his expression turned more twisted.

The soldiers dropped to their knees, the captives quieted, and the dragons returned and took up a position around the village. Evrah inched closer, putting her face against the wood, trying to see what had caused everything to stop. A deep voice spoke. The kind that caresses flesh, as it slowly spreads poison against the skin. Smooth and venomous. Evrah could not see the body the voice belonged to, but his words found her ears just fine. “Where is she?” the voice demanded.

I had to finish off Drago once and for all. Right here. Right now. Suddenly, Drago swam towards me, his muscular arms slicing the water effortlessly as though he’d never been knocked unconscious. In the near distance, behind Drago’s approaching hideous figure, I glimpsed a coastline. That was my escape plan. I had to find a way to get past Drago and race towards the coastline. Drago stopped about ten feet in front of me. “I… told you… you can… never defeat… me. Now hand… over the… Golden Leaf,” he breathed, moving up and down in rhythm to the ocean’s waves.

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Cleopoda ran hastily down the hall, her legs barely touched the ground as she ran. She feared that one of the people in the library knew she had been there and may come for her. Tears threatened to blind her as she went. Who would believe that Uncle Angus took so many years to plan his own brother's downfall? The same Uncle Angus who loved her when no one else did, the same one who brother food to her when she was younger, the same one who risked war with an enemy nation to see that she was brought back home. How can the man in the library be the same Uncle Angus?

Daito stared back at Drom, "Then do this with me first, and I will fight with you to the very end!" "Without your power?" "I won't loose my power right away! It'll take a while for my power to escape me, and before it does I will help you fight," "Who told you that..." "The same people that told you to bring the Book and the dagger to me..." There was brief moment of silence before any of them spoke. Drom swallowed bitterly the looked Daito dead into his pupils, “Okay fine, but don't do this with any regrets,” Daito run the blade through his palm, handing over the dagger to Drom who did the same, they both put their hands over the thirteenth page, as their blood blended and browsed across th