Lanister Novels & Stories

I looked between him and Baylor wondering what was going on. “Liana Stark. I, Drogo Velaryon, in front of everyone present and under the goddess's blessings ask you to join with me and be my mate?” “What?!” I shrieked in horror. My life was doomed.

Of course, you can Your Majesty It would be a great honor for Ashthorn Pack. Honor? Ariana almost laughed bitterly because They were just selling her like property. Noo! The word escaped before she could stop herself, silence immediately crashed across the hall and Her stepmother looked deeply horrified. AAriana, please lower your voice but Ariana's eyes remained on Kael fear twisting inside her chest yet , something else burned beneath it too. (It was Anger) "I don't belong to anyone," she whispered.Several guards reached for their weapons instantly, ready to strike because Nobody has spoken to the Lycan King that way and survived.Yet Kael only stared at her with dangerous calm.

“But you’ve got this. You do. You remember the choreography, right?” I nodded. My throat was too tight for words. Professor Marwood didn’t wait. “Amara Dorne of House Viremont, third-blood to Councilor Elaine Dorne, and Caelin Harren of House Myrren, first-son to the Delta Wardens of southern Lirath. Step forward.” Another pair.

Also called The Butcher. Asia ruled by Cornelio Lorenzo. A man whose life is full of luxury. Rancor fret in the malignant beast. He kills for fun and rumoured to bath in Tainted. A fire bender Lord. Africa ruled by Lekan Wilson. An earth bender Lord. His motto, "know how to find Diamond and Africa's gate is widely open for you. Lose track and you die.". A continent mostly for men. **** My name is Liliana Rosalyn. May 3rd 2023, I was birthed and raised in a hidden foster home, along with other kids of my age.

I was a weapon to be wielded, and the only sheath worthy of me was the Lancaster Alpha. But he looked past me. He always looked past me. At the horizon, at his pack, at his ghosts. And then he looked at her. Lana Hubbard. A nobody. A human with the scent of cheap soap and vulnerability. She stumbled into our world wide-eyed and trembling, and he… he bent. The mighty Ronan Lancaster, who spoke in growls and ruled with an iron will, softened his voice for her. He let her touch his daughter. He looked at her as if she’d hung the moon in a sky he’d only known as battle-scarred.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

Tony says as he pulls Lexi out of the room. "It's wolfsbane. It has to be." Aaron says from somewhere in the room. "Reece, Reece it hurts. Make it stop, please." I feel Reece's hold tighten around me. "Someone gave her a drink. Some waiter.. I should've been more alert.." Reece says and I can feel anger radiating off him. "Reece, this isn't your fault. He probably put something else in the drink so we wouldn't be able to detect the smell." The alpha says.

Luna Katerina read the paper a few times before glaring at her mother who looked down at her feet “who left this?” “He gave me the choice years ago, and I chose to leave, pretending that you died…” “I asked a bloody question” Luna Katerina asked, growing protective. “His name is Domenico Mancini, the last of the Lycan elders” Alpha Anthony said, sensing the tension in the air “and he wants you dead, Katerina…”

“But guess what, you know this mysterious young alpha from the Hart family right?” “You mean alpha Lucien?” “Yes, I don’t know what she did but she managed to hook up with him and now she is shamelessly clinging to him.” “How can she have no shame? But I have heard that, that man Lucien is very powerful and very ruthless. If anyone dares to play tricks on him, they will die without knowing how!”