Oberyn Martell Novels & Stories

“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.

asked King Richard Orlando Lie, having stood beside his adviser already. Having received the information about Mr. Serpent Win Mara’s possible ability to break through the orange barricade of Ocean Blue Land, quickly and hurriedly King Richard Orlando Lie took his numerous as well as countless soldiers, fighters, knights, as well as generals to launch their premiere attack to Ocean Blue Land. And thus, here he was, standing right beside his adviser, King Richard Orlando Lie himself would witness the way Mr. Serpent Win Mara broke through the atmosphere of Ocean Blue Land and how they’d finally get into that wealthy, luxurious, and also prosperous land in their demons-realm.

What would have been day 24 of the Games KELLEN “The witch is called Morgan. She is Orion’s daughter, Finnegan’s sister. Supposedly she has been locked up since she was fifteen years old when her gifts became known.” Hunji began explaining what he knew. Mike and Tobias did not seem surprised, though I was sure they were privy to this information. Of course, I had been enslaved here so everything he was saying was new to me.

my father questioned. “Because we need to save my mother first. Our enemy is a bigger deal than we could’ve ever imagined,” she replied. King Aragon turned to King Brennus, shooting him a look. “Carlton is Eligor.” “As in the dark wizard from Advalur?” my grandfather asked. “The very one,” King Brennus confirmed. “How is that possible?” my father asked.

" His eyes blazed orange as he stared into mine, with clear confusion and anger on his face. He killed the horse I was riding, and I jumped off, bringing my weapon down, but it was met by the barrier of darkness around him. I could see Yileyna fighting against Arabella but I could also see that the latter was holding strong. We needed to kill her first, and together, she was fucking powerful… "What are you?" Theoden hissed venomously as I blocked another swing of his sword. "The Queen’s Champion, and the one who bears her mark." I replied coldly.

The third triplet—my quiet, ancient one—pressed heavily against my senses. He comes. Ronan moved instantly, pulling me behind him as the air split open. A figure stepped through the tear in reality. Tall. Cloaked in void-black armor that seemed to drink the light around it. His eyes glowed a hollow, endless crimson. The courtyard fell to its knees instinctively. Even the elders gasped. "Impossible," Maerith whispered. "He died a century ago." The figure removed his helm slowly. And I recognized him from the old murals in the forbidden wing.

In the early morning sun, Elaine could still see Andrew's grin as he left her in the shadows of the night. “You idiot,” The knight murmured, fingering the bright gold letters of the book, thinking she should have let him kiss her for what he’d done. Both so frustrating and yet the salvation of her people, “You wonderful idiot.” Elaine took a seat in the wooden chair, her hand opening the age-old book. Eyes scanned the countless names and gifts of fire, ice, and even wind. Some could speak into minds, and those who were so powerful they could bring down kingdoms or even end the 200’s year war.

Who is descended from which lineage and who is not a sister are readily apparent. There are six noble bloodlines in Raelia. The Houses of Agnarys, Water, and Steel; Cliffgard, Earth, and Moon; Ounsli, Earth, and Moon; and Fragor, Storm, are the Houses of Agnarys, Water, and Moon, respectively. And there's the line of Gahndor. Everything has been improved by them.

Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil. “I choose Gungnir, the great spear of Odin, Angurvadal, the stream of anguish, Gram, who brought death to Fafnir, Freyr’s sword, to fight when I am weak, Dáinsleif, to inflict wounds that never heal, Lævateinn, so that my step will never falter, Skofnung, the supernatural blade, Hǫfuð, the great sword of Heimdall and lastly Mjolnir.” Malachi chose his nine gifts and the rest were returned to the vault. These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study.

"That crappy orchard your brother bought. It’s got quite a bit of rosemary in it. Ha! Not only has that dump never made a single dime, we still have to pay a crew to maintain it every year." A thought flickered in my mind. I knew that place. The orchard sat on a ruined silver mine, its trees drawing on the soil and the breath of silver for years, gaining a power to ward off evil. The Haunts came with the wind, but silver tamed the wind. Those trees were worth far more than my mother and brother could ever imagine. If my infant spirits had wielded weapons made from that wood, they would have been unstoppable.