Lannister Family Novels & Stories

INSTIGATION OF TEMPER That night we ate as a family. Uncle Stark was so glad that the Lanays were my friends. I got to learn that the lanay family was a great rich family in Tenac town, Miguel was the firstborn son of the family hence their legacy carrier. He was the next head of their family thus implanted respect wherever he went. That would explain his silent stern demeanor. Kate was also excessively friendly to me with no particular reason, which was so unlike her. I liked to refer her as a piranha gold fish. Very cute and innocent but also perilous. I was well aware she had something brewing in that golden face of hers

"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

She leaned in close, her voice dropping to a bare whisper, as if the walls themselves were listening. "Everything," she said, her eyes deadly serious. "Because Finn, Ronan, and Bastien... they're not just pack brothers, Lana. They're brothers. As in, same parents. The Lancaster heirs. And you, the human with the mysterious power, are the prize they're all circling." The world dropped out from under me. The air left my lungs in a painful whoosh. Brothers. I am doomed. All of them. Finn's easy charm, Bastien's defiant intensity, Ronan's absolute dominance. They were a triad. A family. And I was the unsuspecting spark thrown into the heart of their dynastic tinderbox.

'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.

Why is everyone asking me about my hair? "Yes it is.. cool color huh?" Lexi answers in my place. "I wasn't asking you, idiot." The boy says and Lexi gives him a light punch on his shoulder. "Hi, I'm Antonio. But all my friends call me Tony so please call me Tony." I grab his hand and offer him a handshake. "I'm Morgana."

The Feeling That Won’t Leave The next morning, classes moved too quickly. That’s when I was introduced. History. Chemistry. Literature. My hand cramped from note-taking. During a passing period, I saw him again. Emory Lannister. I learned his name from overhearing whispers. The Lannisters were the family who founded the academy. A legacy name. A powerful one. So why did he look so breakable? He walked past me in the hall, his shoulders tense, head lowered. Our hands brushed lightly, accidentally.

I was sitting in the dark, eating chocolate, and waiting for the monster to come home from his war. The blue light of the massive screen flickered against the red LED strips of the room, creating a violet haze that matched the bruising in my soul. It was mid-afternoon, and I was spiraling. Jamie Lannister was a monster for what he did to Bran, and Ned Stark—god, Ned was a fool. Why didn't he stay in the cold safety of Winterfell? Why did everyone good have to die while the vultures like Joffrey and Sansa’s delusions thrived?

I flung her hand aside and slapped her across the face. Quinn, clutching her cheek, tried to retaliate, but Serena intervened. “Enough! Lannister is gone, and you’re still bickering here!” “Someone open the furnace now!” Serena wailed, her voice filled with despair. The staff turned off the flames, but by then, the fire had already consumed Lannister. “Mom, Lannister is dead! She burned him alive!” Quinn cried as she clung to Serena, glaring at me with murderous hatred.

How could they take this lying down when he was humiliated like this? The Starks? Chase smiled cynically when he heard that name. "What about the Starks?" "H-How could you say that?" Hadley's friends were taken aback, but they burst out laughing after that. They taunted Chase, "You're just penniless garbage. Do you really think the Starks are an insignificant family?" "Even if they were, they are still one of Bactria's Four Aristocratic Families. The old patriarch of the Starks is a top military man, and Stark Group has a strong foundation. If you dare hurt Hadley Stark, you'll suffer the consequences.

Epilogue ✓ * * * They all left the room, standing at the entrance of the building as they waited for the approaching wolf pack. They were known as the Lanisters. One of the most deadliest wolf pack in the world. Years back, it was said that they once had issue with the previous king, Kaden's father which hasn't been resolved until this day. Illiana seems to be more scared than anyone. She was some how beginning to doubt what the Moon Goddess had told her.