Rhaegar Targaryen Novels & Stories

Since then ravens are revered in the kingdom as guardians and a manifestation of Fiachra, and the piece of the Fiachra’s flexible armor remained an artifact that is believed to protect the whole kingdom. The dagger in her hand was an heirloom to those who are rightful or next in line to the throne, and it was given to Morrigan from the day she was born. It was also the only thing that reminded her of her family and had kept her sane. The only thing that protects her right now. She unsheathed it and stared at her reflection. It was different from the Morrigan she saw on the broken mirror last night, this Morrigan had bloodshot eyes but not with anger, but with sadness and longing. A knock sta

"Stand, Nira and speak." "King Valor, we have come seeking refuge. This man, Aerys, helped me escape from my captor and return. We are merely seeking sanctuary." Rhae turned into the character of Nira, begging. "We know your true identity, Rhaenyx Maltalor the assassin. So tell me why, I should let a manipulator and assassin back in my palace?" Valor picked his fingernails.

Have a care, Lorath, he'll hit you with his stick "A man must be ashamed of the company he keeps, Arry," the handsome one said. "This man has the honor to be Jaqen H'ghar, once of the Free City of Lorath. Would that he were home. This man's ill-bred companions in captivity are named Rorge"—he waved his tankard at the noseless man—"and Biter." Biter hissed at her again, displaying a mouthful of yellowed teeth filed into points. "A man must have some name, is that not so? Biter cannot speak and Biter cannot write, yet his teeth are very sharp, so a man calls him Biter and he smiles. Are you charmed

Dead? “At the edge of the forest,” Rex said as Arthur looked between the two men. “He came from a very remote pack. I can’t say which one. Our patrol found him and thought he was a rogue at first, but he was traveling with his mate and had slaughtered all the rogues in the area.” “By himself?” Diana asked, eyes wide as others at the table leaned forward, straining to listen. Rex flashed a grin, “Yeah, so we took him in. He is very powerful... but looses control easily… It sounded a lot like the royals.”

He nodded. " Um... the truth is...I was never really a rogue." I started. Phoenix frowned, " My father was the Beta of Snowfall pack. He met my mother when, him and Alpha Gage went to one of the packs in Ireland. He brought her back to his pack and married her. Then after a year, they had me.

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.

If he really cares for you, then I will do anything I can to unite you both' she thought to herself. The nester clan is the Grey dragon clan. The King and the queen of the Nester clan are blessed with two sons. Their elder son is named as Prince Hector Nester, and their younger son is named as Prince Tyson Nester. Hector is of Raphael's age, and they both are best friends. In the Raven Palace,

People in the north barely talk about him too, but they are aware of him. "I was fascinated to hear about you and was more grateful that the north has you now that we are facing a crisis over the increasing number of insurgents. I was really anticipating having a conversation with you, Raenerys the Conqueror." The voice he has is a mixture of Nevil and Acheron. Even his face resembles the faces of the Lancaster siblings. No wonder; it runs in the blood.

the former Luna asks. " Yes, Luna, but one at a time. You all need to be quiet," he says, and before he can continue, Nalya goes past him, followed by my mother. I sigh and lean against the wall, waiting for them to see her. I notice Rhaegar talking to his son, Khai, the alpha of the Autumn Moon pack. The two seem to disagree, and he growls, leaving. I approach Alpha Rhaegar, and he glares at me.

"How are you supposed to tell me that you have no idea where the Alpha is? You're supposed to be the best with your nose yet you come to me with excuses up your asses. What is this?" He raged, his breath ragged and his appearance disoriented as he creased his eyebrows. "What am I going to tell the chairman?" He asked, shoving his fingers through his hair. "No, what am I going to tell the elders. They will have my neck! I will lose my place as a Beta, and my Lord, where in the world could he be? What if the pursuers got him?" His face continued to wrinkle in worry and disturbance. This man was Rhaegar, a Beta with beautiful blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, and also a shapeshifter. He is t