Powerful Jon Snow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She looked confused, so I spelled it out for her, "Humans know how to put on an act, and sometimes they're even better at being beasts than the beasts themselves." After I went inside, Nancy did not leave. She stood frozen, like a puppet without a soul, her face as white as the snow around us. Our eyes met through the glass, and it was like I was back on New Year's Eve. I was shivering in the cold snow, and she was cozy inside a warm room, looking down at me with a mix of scorn and pity. I ignored the pain in her eyes and quickly closed the curtains. I could not look at her anymore.

Snow leaned in, her voice soft but sharp, “Remember the good deed you did? No? That’s alright, I’ll help you recall.” Her eyes darkened. “You dragged me to a hotel, stripped me down, hurt my body, and didn’t even touch me. That kind of half-assed power play? Unforgettable.” Ray groaned and squeezed the bridge of his nose, trying to snap out of it. But his eyes were already sinking shut. “Hmph,” he muttered bitterly. “Smart of you... You actually knew it was me.” Snow chuckled, seductive and dangerous. Her fingers traced down the bridge of his nose, glided across his chest, stopping just above his abs. “In return for your oh-so-sincere ‘love’—tonight, I’ll return the favor.”

Roman’s P.O.V I paced the room, the rug beneath my boots bearing the brunt of my aggression. My wolf prowled restlessly in my mind, mirroring my unease. I’d barely been able to catch a wink of sleep through the night as all I could think of was how timid and fearful Snow was. I was the Lycan King and it was no secret that I needed a powerful Luna to rule with me but clearly, Snow was anything but powerful. Last night, she had gone as white as sheets when I’d pinned her to the wall. Granted, my wolf could sometimes be domineering and even drove strong alphas to their knees, so an Omega, like Snow stood no chance.

Her golden eyes filled with anger appeared in my sight. She hissed in my face, "If you think that I'm going to let you have Adam, beat me in a fight first. If I win, you have no right to sit on the throne next to him." My promise to myself is, I will not be oppressed anymore. I'm facing one of the Powerful Alpha Princesses under the Arcanum. She is Snow, the Alpha Princess with the power of ice. Anytime, she can freeze me right here in my position. But knowing that it's not that easy for her to do that now. We're here in a public place, she can't kill me as easy as that so I have a chance to fight.

His cold fingers traced down her neck and across her collarbone. “I’m going make you mine ,” Jonathan said, his voice taking on an almost dreamy quality. “Just enough each day to make myself stronger. Your blood, this perfect combination of Lycan and priestess, it’s going to make me more powerful than any vampire has been in centuries.” “Sounds like you’ve really thought this through.”

Jonathan screamed, seeming just as unhinged as his son who was now engaged in a fierce battle with Caspien and Rhys, both of whom trusted us to finish this once and for all. "I will never let you have Nova Aeria, you evil bastard. So come at me. I promise you won't live to see another day!" I shouted, letting my wolf come forward and take part of the reigns of the battle. My body came alive with power, my glowing eyes taking aback both Jonathan and his people who seemed to move back, cautious of what I was about to do.

I pictured him gently leaning in and undoing the buttons of my shirt, slowly revealing my bare hills after carefully removing my jeans and panties… I flushed. 'You do realize that Damon is not here, right?' Snow interjected, trying to make me aware of the reality. However, her words seemed to go unnoticed as my imagination got the best of me... Whether he was physically present or not became inconsequential, as my mind effortlessly conjured a vivid portrayal of him, and that was enough to satisfy me. 'Shush snow, one of our mates is about to tame us.' I said and she sneered. Back to Damon, what was he doing again??? Oh yes…

“I cannot still bring myself to accept the fact that Snow Darcy slapped me twice and not just that, she kicked my balls when I attacked her. I will so deal with her.” I cursed as punched the table hard. “She will surely pay for this. She will.” I snarled as I sat down on the chair. I relapsed as I looked at the ceiling and I brought out a cigarette from the pack. I lighted it up as I exhaled sharply. “So, what else do you both have?” I asked as I looked at them. “Keep up with making Jace despise Snow. If he despises her, when we have our men kidnap her, he won't even give a single f*ck about her whereabouts.”

Melissa soothed her. "He will be fine. The boss is strong," Snow looked through the transparent door to see Doctor Edward giving him an injection. "If he's okay, then why..." "He's just wounded." Sin cut her off. Snow closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh of relief. "At least he's back to them," she thought. Mykel's gaze was fixed on her with a sad look in his eyes. He tore his gaze away from her when she looked at him. "One-sided love hurts the most, but fighting to get our love is what makes us strong," Viola muttered beside him.

And even now, as Snow sits beside me fawning about how Jordan gets her. I drag my eyes across the wall clock. 7PM. I've got an hour to decide to either get this dick or starve. “He doesn't cheat. I can swear on that. He's got a temper but no man's perfect baby,” I stopped listening. My brain works overtime, picturing that tattooed arm, strong chest, his lips and…. “Jenaya…?” Snow's voice puts a halt to my wild thoughts. I snap my eyes to me. “what is it?” Snow asked.