Ranking Game Of Thrones Books Novels & Stories

-WORLD OF ORION- MEDI FOREST (MOUNT ORAYA) Althea THE dark was still as the blow of the wind was cold. The moon shone so brightly above the sky along with the sparkling stars. The ambiance of the forest was quite eerie. The trees were swaying back and forth slightly as the wind passed. This night should be perfect, but I guess my anticipation was wrong.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3) Hendrick’s book (no title yet, to pick up when the book of Veronica ends) Potential plans (synopsis written): Victoria’s book Raymond’s book Audrey’s book

The Volkov Club was one of the Bratva’s safe havens in New York—a place where deals were made, alliances were broken, and people disappeared without a trace. I had spent years in places like this, moving like a shadow between dangerous men, learning how to survive. Some of them underestimated me, mistaking my carefully chosen red dress and soft curls as a sign of weakness. But that was their first mistake. I had built my reputation not on seduction, but on strategy, patience, and knowing when to strike. Tonight was no different. I was here to meet with the DeLucas. The very name made my blood run hot with rage.

Her hair dangled, but was too drained to even move a finger. "Give me the book," Olga demanded. Her voice echoed, like a strong wind going with a storm. Mherkealla smirked. "I swear to protect this book with my life, Olga. If I die, I'll take it with me," Mherkealla said, hoarsely. Her consciousness was slowly fading. Another drop of blood. Olga traced Mherkealla's being and a sly smile formed from her lips. She found the bravery an obtuse act. If only Mherkealla could understand better, things wouldn't have come to this.

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

We stood side by side, receiving the blessings and cheers of all present. On my finger glittered a massive diamond ring, a symbol of the alliance between two mafia families. Behind me stood a knight whose loyalty would never waver. Beneath me lay a vast empire, growing at a staggering pace. As for love? It had been buried three months ago in that blood-soaked casino, along with my shattered right hand. For me, love no longer existed. And now, the new commander rose, her reign beginning with absolute authority.

I approached slowly, the heels of my boots clicking softly on the polished floor. Drawn like a moth to a flame, I skimmed my fingers across the titles etched on the spines. Tales of kings. Wars. Bloodlines. My gaze caught on a thick, weathered book left open on the desk. Its title was simple: Pack Histories and Blood Betrayals. A cold shiver rippled through me. I leaned over, my shadow swallowing the page, and began to read. At first, it was the usual: chronicles of battles, treaties, ascensions. But then, a word snared me, rooted me in place:

How could I possibly accept it? I waved frantically, saying, "I can't take it, Your Highness. It's far too valuable!" Gideon was confused by my reaction. "Is it too cheap for you?" I shook my head vigorously, knowing he'd misunderstood me. I explained, "The late empress gave this to you, and it's been with you through life and death. I wouldn't dare accept something so priceless."