Khal Drogo Novels & Stories

He cooed and let go of my shoulders, gently and slowly. "Leave her Tymon. She's mine." The strange man, Tymon, raised his hands in the air in a feigned surrender. "That is no way to greet a friend, Dragggyyyyyy." He drawled on the last word. Dragy? What was that? Zephyros growled behind me and i was forced to turn around. "Tym!"Vivi squealed.

As an Omega I wasn't asking for much, all I wanted was mutual respect for both parties as husband and wife. "Let it all out," Drogo said laying on her hands and legs. The memories stood out like water bubbles. All the pain I had kept within me since I was a child, displayed before my eyes, I watched quietly as well. Thinking of all the pain I wanted out of my life. " What makes you special is that you have a very pure heart," Drogo's voice said resounding loudly. I shook in fright, she could speak as well. I couldn't help but wonder.

“I doubt that you ever saw me lying to you. You are suggesting that I would makes it even more…” “Do you know whether or not Irina is adopted, Kai?” Diego asked, stopping me from what I was going to say. I frowned and turned my attention to my brother, watching as he studied my expression. “I’m sorry, what?” I asked, trying to process whether or not I heard him correctly. “Irina and I have the same crest, I didn’t see it, but it is one that completes mine. The bond that I felt when the two of us were together breaks it out. I don’t know whether or not…”

SERENA Jared moved swiftly and sent a kick to the face of Drogo. The kick connecting perfectly sent him on his back. Not giving him breathing space, he proceeded with the right combination of punches, and also using his right hand, he stabbed him multiple times over with the silver dagger. Drogo, not willing to pack down, threw his weight on Jared, punching him in the face, once, twice, and up to seven times in a row. For a moment, I thought he had offed Jared, as Jared lay lifeless on the ground.

she says softly before walking toward us, but Mallard laughs, making her stop dead in her tracks. “I am not the King,” He smirks, “He is,“ he says as I stand. “May I present King Madden.” I smile as I admire her beauty, but she only freezes, clearly embarrassed by her mistake… and then it happens… she faints.

It was him. I mean, just look at him. He sat beside me and placed his hand on my leg, shivers ran through my body. Thank God my leg was not exposed today. I stared at his hand and back at his face but he never cared, he just casually kept on talking. "This is Killian, Roy and Mysha." They all seemed so cheerful compared to Marco. Killian was almost Marco's height, dark hair, same brown eyes but a little darker than Marco's, same features on the face basically but Marco was more handsome. Killian is married and his wife is drop dead gorgeous. Roy on the other hand is just engaged to his girlfriend, Killian is taller than Roy tho but Marco was taller and better looking than them all.

Forty minutes later, Malachi’s Navigator stopped in the driveway and he walked into the kitchen toward the table where we all sat. He slapped me on the back and sat down. Kiran poured him a drink and put the bottle down in front of him next to the glass. “This is the team. This is Joshua or Romeo, Nick or Cinderella, Nataly or Rambo, Nicole the newbie, Charlie or Blue. Those are their code names. Kade Kominiski works from Detroit and I have no idea why is with them. Out of all of them, Charlie’s the king with a sniper rifle. Nick is very good at being where you don’t expect him to be. Nataly can fight and with a knife in her hands, she’s lethal. Joshua is big and strong but you can walk righ

“Before that, I want to have a taste of her for the last time...” I freeze. “...She's a whore after all.” Drogo snarls and I see red. I lunge at him without thinking, my fingers wrapping around his throat and slams him against the wall. Blood streams down his nose but he merely chuckles, even as my claws dig into the skin of his neck. “How dare you call her that?!” He grins, revealing his blood stained teeth. “Are you ashamed of her?” Drogo growls weakly in my head as he nearly surfaces.

Madchen was in awe, she had never seen such a beautiful sight, and her eyes lit up with wonder. An arm wrapped around her waist, and she looked up to see Drago peering over her shoulder. His long black hair was slicked back with a leather strap at the nape of his neck, and he was dressed in a green t-shirt and khaki shorts. “Do you like it here?” he asked her? “It’s beautiful,” Madchen was entranced by the tropical beauty of the Keys. “Not as beautiful as you,” “HuH” Drago grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her to face him.

In the novel there’s only one person who holds the name Clairmont Rodrogar, and he is Rodrigar the halberdier of Chaos. To make sure I am not mistaken, I asked again. “As I, Rodrigar, Halberdier of Chaos?” Rodrigar nodded. “People usually call me that. But what’s with the questions? You are now finally curious enough to want to know who this dragon you first bumped into?” His remarks were snide. Fair enough, he is arrogant. It’s better than him keeping his silence.