King Jon Targaryen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Alex had exclaimed when we met face to face, "Who are you supposed to be?" "I'm Jon Snow,” said my husband straightening up to the maximum, "What are you supposed to be and why are you carrying those boxes on your legs?" "Because I'm Tyrion Lannister,” Alex snapped, pointing to a mark on his face, "The best character in Games of Thrones." Then I had witnessed one of the funniest and most absurd discussions. The truth is that now Milena didn’t want to take off her costume and wanted to dance and have everyone dance for her.

“The ex-lover was also less blinkered that Lena's mother was bearing twins, and Lena was the second, so she left the hospital….but conceived Lena at midnight.” The young man was stunned to hear that. “He wrote down everything on the letter and kept it as if he knew he would die.” Tyrion chuckled and dipped his palms into his pockets. “When he found out that his son was still alive, he didn't want to risk the child's fate, so he secretly funded the human lady to care for his son until the day he died. He must have wished to tell Lena everything.”

"There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think." "Yet how are men to see him, if he is at Storm's End?" Stannis drummed his fingers on the Painted Table. "It is a difficulty. One of many." He raised his eyes. "You have more to say about the letter. Well, get on with it. I did not make you a knight so you could learn to

“Do you think it’s possible that you only feel this way because you can’t be with Jonat? The other dragons believe she’s their future queen. It could be hard for them to adjust to me, and they may feel resentful.” Taran watched me closely as I spoke. Then he says, “Jonat is someone I once loved. She is still young and will be able to find another. As far as the other dragons go, their approval means nothing. You will make an amazing queen, and they trust my judgment.” He silent for a moment, “I’m willing to renounce my title if it means a life with you.” I look up at him, surprised, “You would give up being king for me?”

Even with her mates nearby, even with Zarek's presence steadying her like a mountain beside the sea, something tugged at the back of her thoughts like a fraying thread. She couldn't stop thinking about what Tansa had screamed in the dungeon—"The sixth will rise, not of wolf, not of flesh. He will tear your soul in two." A sixth. The words refused to leave her alone. She found Jon alone in the east wing, seated near a tall window overlooking the frozen woodland that hugged Nightveil's territory. The healing wound on his side still gave him trouble, but he bore it with the same quiet strength he always had. He noticed her before she even stepped into the room.

TYRION. “I'm not going home with you. The driver can take you home since your parents aren't even asking for you." I retorted at Ava, who stood still staring at me. I was drunk. I did it to myself intentionally. How dare that Alpha Prince show up to claim to be Eden's lover? Were they truly dating? Ava tried to hold me, but I resisted. “Don't lay your hands on me. I have to be alone.” “We can still go back home, and you will be alone. You engaged me today and wouldn't want to spend time with me, huh?" She scratched her head and came forward again.

Her brows furrowed and she stared at my face for a little longer. "Listen, I know it's difficult for you too. But you should know that Tyrion and Ava has loved each other since they were pups. They were born just a day apart and has been inseparable since than. And now she's pregnant with his child yet Alpha Jonathan has announced her marking ceremony tomorrow. It's difficult. Believe me. " She sighed. I bit my lip and controlled my tears. I had nothing to say. "But in all this remember that you are a female and we respect each other. Don't try anything stupid to test Tyrion's patience. "

The door closed behind me with a heavy thud. A moment later, a knock. I turned to face him. “So what’s this personal matter?” “The elder running the illegal unregistered business is Elder Morgan…” “And who’s that?” “The beta’s wife,” Percy said carefully, “and also Helen—Madam Katherine’s rival I suppose. Ex husband mistress now wife.” I felt the slow smirk pull at my mouth again. I nodded, once, twice. “Interesting… interesting… such a very ill family…” “I will see that they go beyond punished,” I said, voice calm, almost bored. “But not now, Percy. Tomorrow you will have my lady start royal training. I want everything this pack knows about her gone. I don’t care if you do magic. Make sure

"Y-yes, A-alpha Maseno. I know." "Good. Now here is the deal: I need an heir for this kingdom, but I don't have one yet. So, I'll need you to be the surrogate. After you give birth, I'll give you everything you need, and you will go to whatever place you want." He paused, waiting for his words to sink into my brain. "What if I don't want it?" I wanted to ask him but remained silent. "If you don't want," he started as if he had read my mind, "I will throw you out of this kingdom and let the man whom you were escaping come after you. Deal?" he smirked.