Lanister Novelas e Histórias

She stood there ruthless and emotionless, watching their every movement, like a raven watching over her territory. A maid walks towards Morrigan, handing her a parchment. She unfolds it and reads out loud the names of the ministers that she was referring to. "The ministers found guilty are Lord Solomon, Lord Garland, Lord Ferdinand, Lord Villar, Lord Vela, Lord Themis, Lord Jovien, and..." Morrigan clicked her tongue. Her eyes were cold as she looked at Lord Toiba. "Lord Toiba." Lord Toiba looked at her with great shock. He shook his head but Morrigan seemed to be not interested in taking any pleas at that moment. "Arrest them and take them out." The whole room echoed with surprise and buzze

Liam cleared his throat and turned the screen "Her name is Skyler Stander, word is she's a countess, bitten by the legendary Vlad Dracul himself back in the day" "That makes her what? The queen of England? The empress of Japan? What makes her special?" "She carries the same pro's and con's Vlad has, he made her into his image..." Liam gave Danté a smirk "She can't even die, maybe you should give this babe a slip Exavier" "You do refunds?" Danté asked squinting at him. "No" Liam said chuckling.

“Don’t they normally have warriors patrolling the area, especially with all the recent safety concerns?” “I talked to Luke’s dad, and he agreed to turn a blind eye to tonight’s party. There are perks to him being the beta’s son!” Lucy gave one of her winning smiles. Above all things, Lucy was beautiful, with a supermodel stature, long blonde hair, and sapphire eyes. And she was persuasive—very, very persuasive—and not someone that took no for an answer.

Lancaster slowly opened his eyes. "You're awake?" I arched an eyebrow. The sword was swiftly pulled out, and Lancaster's mouth opened soundlessly, seemingly in anguish from my actions. "...I am the son of Elder William, I am his... rightful heir. I warn you... If you dare lay another finger on me, I promise you... will meet your demise!" Lancaster was covered in bruises, his limps on the ground. Only his head could move. Despite his condition, he raised his head, attempting to portray an air of arrogance. His black eyes were clouded, his voice soft and feeble, incapable of posing any real threat.

At that moment, Lyanna entered the room and said, "My lord, there's an old man who wishes to see you. He says that his name is Lars Grendale." Sebastian raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment before replying, "Tell him to wait for me in the lounge. I'll be there at once."

he paused and looked at me angrily, tilting his head and showing me those devilish grin on his face. "No matter what you pretend to do, you can never try to hide the truth that you were Rogan and Astrid's daughter. The last of the Lancasters. You're carrying the last drop of their blood. You... you are the remaining Lancaster— the immortal.” I closed my eyes tightly and in an instant I was out of his grip. I floated, glowing in a radiating sunlight as my eyes changed its colors.

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

With the maid’s help, Alia began to learn about Livia’s life and those around her. The maid, whose name was Elise, had grown up with her and had even come with her to the castle upon her marriage. Loyal and attentive, Elise seemed like someone she could trust. Alia discovered from Elise that Marcellus, the master of the castle, was from one of Lancaster’s most influential families, controlling over half of the city’s energy resources—and possibly some hidden ventures as well. She also learned that her “father” was the ruler of Lancaster and that her marriage to Marcellus was a union of power between the two families.

Probably he wouldn't know, neither would she want him to, she worshipped the ground he walked on, so she had been glad when she was assigned as a maid to his brother. Ira Adolpha was her name, the girl with many secrets was her title, who had fallen for a man who had constantly refused to see her, she had thought, until that night... . "She is just a maid. ", he had said, a lie he wanted to believe, but why did he find it hard not to look whenever she passed, or whenever they argued and his eyes passionately met hers, Ira Asgorn, from the house of laniister,, yes that's right, he had done a little research on the girl he saved at the river bank six years ago.