Lannister Novels & Stories

"Pl-" "Link, I want you and Jamie to organise a party for this weekend, I think it's time to introduce the pack to their future Alpha and his sister. I also think we're due something happy and this is the perfect reason to celebrate," I ignored Charlotte's pleas from the floor and looked over to my brother and Jamie.

While she sounded as reasonable as possible it was no good, that was not what I wanted to hear from her, no, rather, that was not what I needed to hear from her. Now was not the time for diplomatic answers so I asked again and this time I decided to be more specific and less general, "how was the last race between the both of them? explain the turn of events." She then took a deep breath and said, "all horse riders in Westeros and beyond gathered together for that race, and Darius came last. The king was in first place ahead of all twelve others, normally Darius would never qualify but since he is Drox's friend he is always enlisted."

The representatives of different entities were surprised to see the woman leading the new group. Gunter’s men worked fast, quickly encircling the unwelcome guests. The female leader looked at Gunter fearlessly and said, “I am Hannah Delmore, the chief of the serious crime unit of the Viper’s Den’s branch in Westeros. I need a word with you.” The woman was Hannah, who was defeated by Kaze. “Oh, she represents the Arcadian government. Let them through,” with his hands behind his back, Gunter said indifferently.

Darren stroked my hair gently and said in a calm voice, "Lisa, don't be afraid. I'm here. Master's coming back as well. We won't allow anyone to hurt you." I shook my head and held his arms, "No, you don't understand. He's a very bad guy. He's the Alpha of the White Walkers and he kills people for a living like farmers cutting off crops. He's watching me all these days and he's preying on me!"

he says, making Russell smile brighter. "Oh...it's a girl?" Russell asks, tauntingly, making uncle Fred chuckle, blushingly. "Well...yes. Her name is Laurie. I really like her, son. I know I'm old and all, but...she seems real nice. She's a friend of Kayden's girlfriend. They're out here for a few months, but if all goes well... I might have her stay longer." he says, smiling.

The room goes silent and everyone focuses on him, “It's astonishing to have all of you here, it means you're willing to fight for your leader and we appreciate it. As you know, we're going to war tomorrow and, as such, we should be prepared, you might have been brief about what to expect, but Ashanti is going to give you guys detailed information” I walk forward and pay attention to the men and strong woman in the room, these are people willing to fight for reasons they don't even know, and I appreciate the loyalty. We're almost forty if I'm not mistaken. I look around and watch as they look at me with eager eyes, Caleb gives me a nod and I smile, “Some of you may know me, others don't, but

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?

There was uncertainty in her eyes, something fragile, but she did not move away. She nodded. That was enough. For now. "You're mine too... you understand that, right?" she replied softly, her voice deeper than before, mimicking his . Kane let out a low chuckle. "Yeah, princess. I'm yours too." ⸻ The city streets were still damp from the storm the night before, the air cool and clean. Kane's black Aston Martin rolled to a smooth stop in front of Mona's apartment building. She played with the hem of his t shirt before turning toward him.

You will serve the guests tonight her stepmother continued coldly and try not to embarrass this family for once Before Ariana could answer, the large doors of the hall suddenly opened. Every warrior in the room instantly stepped back Fear filled the air. The Shadowcrest royal guards had arrived. Black armor, Silver wolf symbols ,Cold expressions and behind them stood the man people feared most, KING KAEL DRAVEN , THE RUTHLESS LYCAN KING. Ariana's breath was caught in her throat the moment their eyes met , it was Silver

"I've been looking forward to this." His hand was cool. His grip was exactly calibrated not too firm, not deferential. The grip of someone who had spent centuries reading what hands communicated and had decided to communicate ease. "Lysander Vale," she said. "I know who you are." "I imagine you do." His eyes moved briefly to Caspian, then back to her, with the quality of someone noting a chess position. "My cousin has excellent taste." "Is that what I am?" Nora said. "Taste?"