Oberyn Martell Viper Novels & Stories

And thus began the Maleficent Air Tournament, the most prestigious and longest-running wyvern racing tournament in all three worlds. The noble elf who went through all this trouble was a grandson of the Ellenis Royal Family, and his name was Sycarus la Montagne el'Varel. His son is Colin la Montagne el'Varel, twentieth in line to the Ellenis Throne, and my childhood friend. Wyverns are native to Ellenis, and Colin adores them. He's also a complete racing nut, and he's the reason his father spent nearly a decade in the Earth Wildlands taming unbreakable vines so that his wyverns would have a proper playground.

In anger, he directly pierced Hagrid's throat with a spear, and the blood mixed into the salty sea water. The blue ocean was immediately occupied by red blood, and the salty taste was replaced by the smell of blood.This was an extremely tragic battle, and all the siren almost fought the pirates with a mortal mentality. The Black Wolf Baker and the siren Aurora were side by side, and they were both fighting on the battlefield.If I can't use magic, I can only hold a short dagger as a weapon.Although the siren's singing can hurt people, it has no effect on pirates.To some extent, it has no effect on all marine life.

Its scales shimmered with enchantments, a testament to its power. Beta O'Horan stepped forward, his sword gleaming in the dappled sunlight filtering through the thick foliage. The healers stood behind him, their hands glowing with healing energy, ready to aid their ally. The battle that ensued was one of agility and strategy. Beta O'Horan maneuvered gracefully, avoiding the Wyvern’s ferocious strikes and retaliating with calculated precision. The healers supported him, combining their magic to create a protective shield and to heal any wounds that threatened to hinder their companion. The forest echoed with the clash of steel against scales, accompanied by the occasional burst of magical ene

In all my years of palace training, of listening to council meetings and enduring the elders endless droning about alliances, I had never once heard that word. Orion gave me a look like I was clueless. “Of course you haven’t. Rogues don’t get Lances. Can’t. They’re not bound to the moon anymore. Lances are rare wolves born with cores. Abilities that make them different from everyone else. Mirabel’s officially marked as Black Core.” Mirabel’s mouth curved slightly, but she didn’t say anything. Draven cut in, matter-of-fact. “That’s just what they think. Truth is, she’s more than that. Half-dragon.”

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

Queen complained angrily. "Calm down, don't get too agitated, Queen," Black Axe said to her. Queen sighed, "I'm sorry, it's just..." "Listen to me, there's a man called Anthony Baltimore, he's based in Panama." "Anthony Baltimore.....Baltimore, why does that name sound familiar?" Queen wondered. "Because that's your real name, your family name." "Baltimore is my family name, and I didn't know. I've been bearing Queen Andre Scorpion all my life."

I crossed my arms against my chest. "The Prince is here." He said, pointing to the hot and sexy prince conversing with a knight. Fuck, I think my eyes are burning. He was wearing a uniform for knights and a sword against his hips, the uniforms have silver armour and a cape around his shoulder, those tight pants sticking on those thighs. The necklace was on his neck this time, his hair was tousled and messy because of tugging his hair harshly, making him look attractive. Why is he so hot and powerful?

He felt his sword grow even more powerful in his hands. It was thirsting for blood, and the snakehead that Martiny was holding back was the perfect prey. “Die!” Martiny didn’t dare slack off and continued attacking even with Alex’s help. Her sword glistened with crystal blue light, forming a hundred-meter ray in her hand. Roar!!! The snake cried in pain again. A large wound that was dozens of meters deep broke into the monster’s skin, causing it to bleed profusely. As a result, when Martiny attacked the back of the snake’s neck, it increased its defense, limiting the power of her attacks.

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster. He dashes forward as if he will crush me and in reflex, I swiftly step back. But he stops in front of me and slides up his tinted visor so that I can see the upper part of his face. He tends me the helmet similar to his, except this one is in white colour.