Ned Stark/ashara Dayne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest. Speechless, Adeline stood up, but she only stood there, her hands shaking and chest burning as the chains shook with kneels after kneels that followed when Idaliah herself kneeled. She absentmindedly looked around and found fifty hearts offered and fifty heads lowered for her. "Alpha."

He got out while trying to zip his pants and looked straight at me with a smirk ,while I stood still like a statue,because I really didn't know what to do. "Did you wish it was you I was fucking in that stall slut?" He spat. My mouth formed an 'o' as shock took over my body from the question I wasn't expecting. Over my dead body asshole! I really wanted to say, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a squeak. The girl came out and I recognized her immediately, it was Shelly the school's head cheerleader. She and Asher have an on and off relationship.With her long jet black hair that reaches on her bum, blue eyes and pouty lips she's a sight for sore eyes. Her petite form was reall

Suddenly, someone came to meet Damon. Ashley Day was not a good start. She felt like she was in a trap. She went down while taking the elevator, and she saw Rayan talking with someone on the phone. When he turned around, he saw Ashley standing in front of him. He went to Ashley and hugged her tightly with a beautiful smile. Ashley felt happy, and he just forgot everything the moment Rayan hugged her. "Good morning, Ashley." Rayan said it happily. "Good morning, brother." Ashley said it in a low tone. He realized something was off here.

Kelly asked as he looked at Maya. "See, I can make you never desire a woman in a heartbeat. Although you think that you have won, you have unfortunately messed with the wrong people. It is not too late for you to turn back if you still want to have some fun." Maya said. "In your dreams. Stop scaring me. What can you do about me? As for Ashton, you can forget about saving him. The place where I have imprisoned him is filled with mountain ash. You can't go in even if you wanted to." Kelly said.

Kael steps in front of me by instinct. I move beside him. Not behind. The crack widens by a finger. Draven laughs softly from the dark beyond. “You still think choice is stronger than blood.” My hand stays over Ashen. My scar stays quiet. For the first time, I am glad it does. “No,” I say. “I think blood has been listening to the wrong men.” The door shudders. White marks flare across the stone, one after another, handprint to paw mark to spiral.

I turn the corner— And see her. Nyxara is still moving. Barely. Her steps are uneven now, her body swaying with each shift of weight, one hand pressed tightly against her side as she forces herself forward through sheer will alone. Her control is breaking. And she’s still trying to leave. “You’re going to get yourself killed.” My voice cuts through the silence. She freezes. Slowly— Too slowly— She turns. And the moment her eyes meet mine— Everything stops. Shock. Sharp. Unfiltered.

I'll handle everything else for you. … The next day, Stan and Melissa set aside their work and saw me off at the airport. I caught up on sleep on the plane, thinking about the life of freedom that awaited me. The thought made me genuinely happy. A few days later, I received a video from Melissa. Cole was the focus of the recording. It started with him rushing into my bedroom, looking travel-worn. He stared in shock at the empty room he was in.

The Lycan Prince, Dante coyly replied, his tone mocking as he slowly sniffed Kira's neck jolting the bitch who seemed to be lost in her thoughts, back to reality. I opened my mouth, trying to make out words to insult her, words to make her feel less of herself but I couldn't utter a good enough word as we looked too much alike, it felt like I was staring right back at the splitting image of myself. "Who exactly do you think you are anyways?" Asher fired back at Dante and a small smile formed on my face. "Well at least someone has the balls to stand up to this prideful jerk." Zaram sighed. "Just because you were invited by the Luna doesn't give you–or your little thief of a bedwarmer–the righ