Kingslayer Jaime Novels & Stories

In the same instant, Allistair’s fist connected with Samael’s jaw, the crack echoing through the hall. Nobles gasped, chairs screeched against the floor as chaos erupted. “Saints above—!” one noble shrieked. “They’ll kill each other!” cried another At the side, the king’s companions observed with sharp eyes. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack muttered to Damian Slovan Sletherion of the Ironclad Pack, his voice like silk woven with shadow. “The king’s mood is darker than usual. He should’ve kept his distance from Allistair.”

It is real. You know about it? She nodded. It is the reason Kaelen fathered children with two different women. He was searching for the bond. Trying to recreate it. He believed that only a bond between siblings could wield the Kingslayer's full power. I stared at her. He used us. He used all of us. He loved you, she said. But he was desperate. The king was killing his people. He would have done anything to stop him. I looked at the sword in my hand. At the symbols glowing along the blade. At the weight of a destiny I had never asked for.

"Pull!" Again, another target was released and destroyed. He stopped and watched the remains of his target reach the ground, then set the musket butt down with a gentle thud. "Hold." He told the servants who were preparing to release another target, and switched muskets with him and turned to the intruder. Oliver St. James. "You are late." "Your Majesty." St. James greeted, bowing fully, bending at the waist. "Long live the king." Alexander waited until he stood straight up. He stared him down from his head. "With your tardiness, I should. And I will."

I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He clenched his jaw, the muscles in his face tightening as he stood from the bed and began pacing the room. I could see the weight of it all pressing down on him, the burden of the truth heavy on his shoulders. “Jaime is the rightful heir,” Kai admitted, his voice low. “Aunt Arya told me everything. My father deceived Jaime’s father and took the throne for himself. Everything I believed, everything I’ve been fighting for, it’s all a lie. None of it was ever meant to be mine.”

“And he said something else. He said she was inside the Kingslayer’s own walls.” I didn’t remember dismissing her. I just remember being alone, staring at that paper until the letters blurred. Roman Thornfield. The man who’d killed a king. The man who didn’t share, didn’t bargain, and didn’t give back what he took. And Aurora was in his pack.

“What did you just say?” I prayed I had heard her wrong. The wind had stolen some of the sound, but not enough to erase the word. “You are the king’s mate,” she said, speaking slower this time, her chest heaving with sobs. “That’s not true.” I shook my head, my mind spinning into chaos. “I can’t be the king’s mate. I'm a human slave.” “You are! Have you ever wondered why he’s hot one minute and ice-cold the next? He’s fighting the bond, Kiara!”

"What a minute... I don't understand what you mean." "Second thing. Louis Kingsley, the eldest son of King Leon and Queen Anne, the heir to the throne of the Vampire Kingdom is your mate. In other words, that man you call 'bastard' is your future husband." "What? WHAT?!" "Why are you surprised? Don't you like it?" "W-who said I like that guy?! I really hate him." "You need proof? Isn't that obvious? You're enjoying all his touch. Even you guys--" "S-shut up! I'm not enjoying it."

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

He growls out not liking that I used my command on him. "You plotted and went against me only to let someone for a lower bloodline rule over you!?!" I growl out punching alpha James in the stomach. Alpha James started to cough. "He's from a lower bloodline, but he's stronger. I don't know what it is, but there's something strange about him." He glares up at me, before spitting blood at my feet in a sign of disrespect. "He may be from a lower bloodline, but he's a better king than you! He doesn't rule over the wolves with fear the way you did!!" Hearing enough of his disrespect I start to deliver blow after blow to him.

I heard Jaime say over and over again as she looked down at the ground while Ray whimpered and tried to touch her, "don't fucking touch me" "Please Jaime" he whispered "I hate you. I don't want to be with you. I don't want to be with a man that watched his grandfather kill my parents. I don't want to be with you" she said and I could hear the hatred in her voice as she looked up at him, "I,Jaime Isabelle Rain, reject you Raymond Alexander Mitchell as my mate" "Please don't do this, Jaime" Ray begged but it was already done. The rejection was done. I saw him fall to his knees as Jaime stood to her feet, "Jaime please!"