Powerful Jon Snow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

So far, I love the books he had chosen for me. “I have to go sir Theon. Enjoy your breakfast!” So, finally he left me alone. So, I grabbed the novel book I read entitled “The Bitch and The Player”. So far, it was one of my favourite novels because the story was really interesting where two villains fell in love each other. I was thrilled turning the pages, and each chapter was cliff-hanger. I read the part where the lead characters kissed. Then, I asked myself if how does it feel like kissing, especially kissing a girl you like.

It didn’t make sense. “He’s up to something,” I muttered under my breath. “Of course, he is,” Snow replied, her voice clear and sharp in my mind. “Damian always has a plan. He wouldn’t be here otherwise.” “What plan?” I asked, though I already had a feeling I knew the answer. “He’s trying to win you back,” she said, her tone dripping with disdain. “He thinks if he shows up here alone, without his armies, you’ll see him as some noble, loving father and give him another chance.”

My mate accepted me, and I'm going to accept her. "I, Blake Conners of the Snowstorm Pack, accept you, Winter Stevens of the Snowstorm Pack as my mate and Luna." As I finished my part in accepting Winter, she crashed her lips down on mine. Her perfect nipples hard against my chest and her pussy dripping her sweet juices down her leg and onto me. I grabbed Winter by the hips and gently lifted her up setting her down on my cock.

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

I shook my head, not sure if I should accept that he was my boyfriend or not. “Your Highness, you have to step back so I will take care of it from here….” Tyrion voiced out, showing up before us. He glanced at me, making a long face. What was the look all about? Sad that his Alpha was hurt or that I got another man after he betrayed me? I looked at the young man who smiled at me. “You shouldn't have done this—” that was all I could say. “He's the Alpha Prince…” “So am I, or you've forgotten?” he responded, causing an awe. “My name is Alpha Prince Kelvin. I am the Alpha Prince of the Snow Moon Pack.”

Then they went back to Snow and pricked his tiny finger; he whined instead of crying from pain. The blood from all three of us mixed together in the bowl, and the most amazing thing happened because the bowl actually changed color, shifting from silver to gold and glowing softly. A smile bloomed across the faces of the elders, and I saw Marcus and Elena both smiling too. The elders raised Snow up high above their heads so that everyone in the entire arena could see him clearly. "His name shall be Zane Snow Winter," the head elder announced in a voice that carried across the entire arena, "the son of Jude Winter and Rosie Elsa Winter, the fifty-fourth young alpha of Winter's pack!"

"Don't talk. Just hold on. The snow's about to stop." However, Janet seemed to see nothing. Confused, she whispered in my ear. "Don't tell him I'm still dumb and a failure. I've been everywhere, but I still can't forget him." Tears and blood streaked Janet's face. "If you get better, I won't tell him how much of a failure you are!" She hugged my neck, her voice barely a whisper. "He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart."

“I know, but this is what I love to do. Don’t worry about me. Save your consideration for other women.” Snow’s tone of voice reeked of jealousy. Kaze rubbed his nose in bewilderment, feeling slightly embarrassed. “I was just being nice to you. I’m not concerned about other women.” Kaze was speechless. Snow was in Westeros because of him. Either way, Kaze should at least show that he cared. On the other hand, Snow found Kaze amusing. Kaze was always straightforward, unable to read her mind or heart. In truth, a man of his intelligence understood Snow’s feelings. He simply chose to play dumb.

Kai said confidently. Jaxson has to follow Kai, but he keeps talking about the same thing. "The question is why the alpha makes such outrageous claims. When dealing with wolves, we all know how difficult it can be to maintain order. And what about Lyca, who is female and appears delicate? For her sake, I hope nothing but harm comes to her..." Jaxson, the youngest, refuses to acknowledge Xavier's favoritism toward Snow. That's why he kept kicking at a rock in his way. The sound of the stone striking the wall alerted Xavier to the approach of an intruder.

The cat had odd-eyed eyes, one blue and the other yellow. “Good afternoon, lycan king and his apprentice!” “So you are the king of the cats here?” “Yes, my name is Snowy. I am a female cat, but I am their leader. You must be the red moon girl.” “My name is Jonea Rawling, you can call me Jonea.” “Okay, Jonia. I was just wondering what kind of person this stupid lycan would want to marry.” “Shut up, you ugly cat!” Daran said in annoyance.