Lucerys X Aemond Novels & Stories

“But Rhys, this may be a step closer to a safer kingdom and getting rid of your father; we both need the help,” “Blind trust is not a skill I accel in,” “I know that, Emrys. But sometimes, you have to trust a stranger to receive a friend,” * “The witch is named Lucerne, which means Lake. Or,” Mr.Aconite chuckled. “Latin for lamp, even though she’s not very bright,” Emrys and I shared a mirrored glance. “Anyway,” Continued Mr.Aconite. “She and your father have, um, close relations. Always have, especially after your mother's passing; my deepest condolences,”

He knelt beside the dead man, wiped the blood off his blade, and then turned his gaze back to me. “I apologize for that,” he said, his voice smooth but dangerous, like silk wrapped around steel. “No true man should ever raise his hand to a woman. Especially not one carrying life.” I stared at him, my breath coming in uneven gasps. “Who…who are you?” He smiled faintly. It wasn’t warm, it was the kind of smile predators wear when they’ve already caught their prey. “My name,” he said, his voice slow, deliberate, “is Aemond. Aemond Blackfyre.”

The raw power of his connection with Rey surged through him, bolstering his resolve and sharpening his senses. Baratheon and Radon, taken aback by Lucius's sudden resurgence, found themselves on the defensive. The tide of the battle shifted, as Lucius pushed back against the Lycans with unwavering determination. Blow after blow landed with precision and force, driving the attackers back. The connection between Lucius and Rey grew stronger with each passing moment. It was as if they were sharing a single consciousness, their energies intertwined. The aura of power radiating from Lucius was palpable, electrifying the air around him.

I know we haven't quarreled once, nor has he bullied me for once, but this was weird. “Prince Kelvin!!” I bit my bottom lip. “Is what Tyrion guessing the truth? I didn't inhale that scent from him, yet he claimed to be the one I had a one-night stand with. The one-night-stand guy is the one that saved me in the woods and I almost caught at the restroom….but I'm not sure if he's the one providing for me since Prince Kelvin claims to be the one-night-stand guy and the one providing for me.” I exhaled a deep breath. Even though I hate Tyrion, I would take his advice this time by being cautious when it comes to Prince Kelvin.

For she will die too soon And end the tales sung by her futile tune In trade, her crimes will bring a new life At the cost of everything touched by pale moonlight Without a bond, she will still be bound Her first victim’s is the heart that must be found Though she may defy the moon It will still reclaim what it knows to be true' ‘His attempt, however, was futile. Luna Queen Melanie Faolan and the two day old princess were protected fiercely by their newly appointed guard. He succumbed to his injuries, but ended the reign of Lycan King Ulf Talbot. It is curious why Isaac Ambrose was blessed as a lycan, and it has called into question everything we know about how to obtain the lycan blessing.

His gaze only found mine, looking apologetic, heavy, and cutting. “Oh, my bad. It was supposed to be a secret. I guess I was too excited to hold it back,” Lucia said proudly. There was no hint of her fake apology in her voice. “I wasn't expecting that,” Lyra said and Cornelius hit her gently with his shoulder. “Ouch. What?” Lyra demanded not to read the room. She didn't care. Ares pulled his arm from Lucia's hold but she held back to him. He moved

Even if I did not repeat my clothes for a year, I was so certain that I won’t be able to wear them all so why not just share them with my sister? All in all, my day was fun. There was a time I got tired of Eva’s chattering but still, she was a joy to be around. I knew we would have fun together. *** “Amanda was working with the Lycan king of the East. He was a greedy and evil king who wanted the four kingdoms to be his since his kingdom was the biggest. He wanted us all to be under him so he started the war. We first thought he was the only one we had to fight so we thought it would be easy to destroy him since the three other kingdoms combined would be bigger than his alone until he decided

With all the looming danger and ever growing threats to my kingdom, the bigger and stronger my men, the better. Kene, my war strategist and head trainer, a tall muscular man with deep brown eyes, and his black dreaded hair packed in a bun, waved before heading towards me. He was highly feared, even by my men. Kene was the result of an affair between a Lycan and a witch, a relationship that was an abomination in the twelve kingdoms. But he was my friend and against all advice, I made him head trainer and war strategist. A decision that Kene has proven to everyone to be the right one.

"Every territory?" "Yes." "The southern mountains." "Yes." "The western coastline?" "Yes." "The eastern borders." The scholar swallowed. "All of them." Silence. Varric exchanged a worried glance with the king. "This isn't natural." "No." Lucien slowly stood. His heart had become unusually heavy, not from fear but recognition. Very few living Lycans still remembered the oldest prophecies. Even fewer had read the original records, but Lucien had. He remembered one passage perfectly. When the forgotten moon calls once more...

Leslie nodded towards the doorway, where Aiden and his friends had left in furious haste. Nadia giggled and I turned on her immediately. "Is there anything funny about this to you, Nadia?" She broke into a fit of laughter and I got more pissed. I wanted to hit her nose and shut her up, but I bet she'd just heal right up. Besides if we got into a fight, she'd heal up while I'd be stuck with the wounds cause I was a fucking omega. "I'm sorry, Amelia. It's just, can you imagine that? Being mated to your own brother? What are you guys now, fucking Lannisters?" She chortled at her own stupid joke and Leslie laughed with her, before throwing me an apologetic look.