Novel Game Of Thrones Novels & Stories

The room feels like it's closing in on me, the walls pressing down until I can't tell where they end, and I begin. He lunges at her, and instinct takes over. My finger squeezes the trigger, and the sound of the gunshot is deafening, drowning out everything else. My father's body jerks, then crumples to the ground in a lifeless heap. The knife falls from his hand, clattering to the floor. Silence follows, thick and suffocating. My hand is still wrapped around the gun, fingers numb, but I can't let go. My knees give out, and I collapse, the world spinning until everything goes black.

“Stop acting cool. You are one of the enemies I have, and you know that.” Before I could say more than one word, I felt a surge of energy in me. I shut my eyes as I was unable to get over it. It was stronger than that of a beta like him. “I felt this surge of energy when I woke up in the hospital. It's an Alpha energy and not a Beta." I thought and opened my eyes. “I believed it was Prince Kelvin—and Tyrion is a Beta and not an Alpha.” I blinked as he took away his palm from my body….his perspirations dropping on the floor.

Then, the explanation began. "To push boundaries and bring something new to Ashenford, we decided to use the latest DC steel from the country of Mirelia. It's incredibly strong, never rusts, and doesn't deform. It gives a futuristic edge…" Once the explanation was finished, they revealed a physical model—clearer and more lifelike than the 3D renderings. Their design, a massive ferris wheel called The Ashenford Eye, towered over all other buildings in the city.

His leather shoes and black belt were covered with dust. "We must leave the fort. Vlad, the Impaler has come here with his army." Peter ran out immediately after hearing this. The nobles followed him but one man whose feet were on Stephen's back did not move. "Your men have won. Please leave us." begged the Queen. "No, we cannot. We know that this young man will return to take back his throne." A heavily armoured soldier with a steel helmet that covered his head came inside. The soldier pushed the noble, who kept his feet over Stephen. The unknown soldier and the noble began to fight but the noble soon lost out to him. The soldier removed an iron stake and stabbed the noble.

That was not the first nor the second time Tristan heard that line since Serina marched towards another table surrounded by people. The mechanics of the game is quite simple, the players will bet on tabs that corresponds to the possible sum of the dots that will appear on the top of the three dices. The host will shake three dices in a container and whoever got the nearest answer will take all the money on each tabs. If more than one person got it, they will divide the prize to themselves. Serina explained earlier that this place has a special device that can detect drawn mana, to prevent mages from twisting the outcome of the game and use it to their advantage.

When he used to hunt just for fun. Hunting was his favourite game. And there was never a time when Zeus had let anyone else win that game. He was always the first person who would bring the biggest and healthiest deer with him. He closed his eyes and filled his lungs with the metallic scent of the deer's blood on his muscular body. Dabria suddenly opened her eyes. She sat up on the bed. Her eyes were pitch black. And her pupils were dark red. Her eyes were glowing red. Her surroundings were also red. As if her eyes were filled with blood. She felt this unusual thirst. Something so strong that she couldn't control herself at all. Dabria gulped hard as this scent inside her room was making her

She will not allow that to happen! “Princess Ameerah, I am the Alpha Pharoah and I need to protect our Kingdom. Who would even thought that there would be someone who would come out alive after the game? No one did that from the start that we had this ‘Games of Fangs and Death’. Such a lucky man huh!” Alpha Pharoah Kingtin sneered as if truly disgusted by the outcome of the game.

All he could see was her, and the mystery she carried. He was still lost in his thoughts as he approached the great stone doors of the courtyard. His boots thudded against the floor with each heavy step. The towering torches crackled on either side, casting shadows that danced against the walls like restless spirits. But the moment he pushed the doors open, the warmth drained from him. Lord Draven was waiting. Standing with his back turned, facing the grand throne that loomed above the dais, Draven did not turn to greet him. The air was colder here. Tense. Still.

Nathaniel's Pov I sat across from Evangeline in my penthouse and watched her stare at the city lights like they could give her answers to questions she had not asked yet and I knew this conversation was going to change everything between us. We had been playing games for weeks now and the games were getting dangerous and eventually one of us was going to lose and losing in this family meant dying or disappearing or ending up in prison. I needed to make sure it was not me. And the only way to do that was to bind her to me so completely that she could not leave even if she wanted to.

Urban didn’t come back to life nearly as much as Sam or Dean have, but he gave it a valiant effort! I hope you can tell I binge-watched Game of Thrones, too! Much of that series inspired the making of One True Love. I have this strange quirk of wanting to have at least one hero and heroine named for every letter of the alphabet. And I didn’t have a heroine whose name started with a V yet, so that’s how Vienne came about. I chose Vienne above every other V-name out there because of the heroine in the book The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah (that heroine was named Vianne). The Nightingale was the first book my family chose for the book reading group we started together, so that has special mean