Rhaegar Targaryen Novels & Stories

“Mad King gave us a mission, and we have to complete it no matter what. The mission will fail the longer you wait here. “I knew it. You’re afraid to die, aren’t you?” As he spoke, Rhaegal put on his climbing equipment, hung his broken red sword on his waist and began scaling the cliff. “You are not worthy of leading us, you hairless brat. If you’re afraid, I’ll go myself.” Tyr’s expression darkened as he immediately ran toward Rhaegal and yanked him away from the cliff before slamming him on the ground. “Sh*t!” As an old and arrogant Transcendent, Rhaegal could not take the humiliation. He flew into a rage and immediately threw a punch at Tyr.

tall figure, all four of them hold those two injured men’s from their both hands, it was dark outside but there were many street light which were giving me clear view of that tall figure who stood above them, he was around 6’feet tall, with broad and muscular shoulder, I can clearly tell that by looking at muscles that were popping out of his short sleeve black cotton fitted shirt, his caramel tanned skin was complimenting his shirt color, he had shoulder length dark brownish black hairs which were loosely gelled, from side I could see he had a very sharp jaw line with thick beard and moustache, he was wearing deep blue colored denim and a Mojdi beneath that (Traditional Indian foot wear) j

Closing my eyes, I remember exactly how he looked, as if the image of him has been imprinted in my mind. "I don't know," I mutter honestly. "He had silver eyes, like I've never seen before." Adrian paused. His expression suggests I just told him the most shocking news he's struggling to grasp. "That's Grayson, Lexia," Adrian insists, making my heart sink in my chest. "Grayson, as in the Alpha of Freedom?" I question. That man is the last possibly Alpha I want to have here right now. I would have preferred Noah, Alpha of Harmony to be at this meeting, despite the way it went.

she groaned She’s in pain? I guess without marking each other it would be easy to miss how me leaving her behind really hurt her. But she seemed fine the night before. “ I have to much going on here with this king rogue to try and make things work with her right now. Even if I wanted to, this place is to dangerous. Another little kid was killed last night. You might have known them, the savers family.” “ No!” She gasped “ Yeah, they got their youngest little girl, Martha. She was only 6 she was running around outside her mother said and she stepped inside for one second to get Martha something to drink and when she came back out she was gone. We found her out by the river this morning face d

And now, he was on the hunt for a new kill while Leon and Joseph went to the other side of the town, hunting demons and rogues who knew something. As one of the Hunters – a small cadre of demons engaged in the war against their savage brethren, the Rogues – Alpha Rhye’s primary nightly objective was dealing death to his enemies and seeking answers. It was something he did with cold efficiency, a skill perfected during his more than seven centuries of existence. But down to his marrow, he was a warrior, and there were none among his kind who could ignore the call of newly spilled human blood.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

he said truthfully. " Why don't you like each other?" I asked. " We are both young alphas who took over at the same time. There was always a quiet competition between us, but there was no strong ill will against the other," he said. " Our mothers were cousins. Rhaegar was the beloved Prince of werewolves. He was always notorious, and praised for that while I was in his shadow," I've always wanted to know why Rhaegar hasn't taken over as king yet, but I will ask Ella or Nate. It would be inappropriate to ask Layth.

Angel was being asked by a gamma patroller of the pack. “ANSWER HIM!” his subordinate growled in annoyance but Angel sighed. “I only answer to an alpha.” Angel firmly said and looked at the gamma and made sure to send his imperious aura directly to him. “YOU!” gamma’s subordinate was about to attack Angel due to his retort when Arwel came to his rescue. “Baby boy, found your rogues?” Arwel asked Angel who nodded. “Yeah, they need to be taken to those corpses to check the unidentified bodies.” Angel answered and pointed to the two rogues behind him.

“Stop acting cool. You are one of the enemies I have, and you know that.” Before I could say more than one word, I felt a surge of energy in me. I shut my eyes as I was unable to get over it. It was stronger than that of a beta like him. “I felt this surge of energy when I woke up in the hospital. It's an Alpha energy and not a Beta." I thought and opened my eyes. “I believed it was Prince Kelvin—and Tyrion is a Beta and not an Alpha.” I blinked as he took away his palm from my body….his perspirations dropping on the floor.

The night was thick with tension, shadows dancing among the trees as a cold wind whispered through the clearing. Alpha Evan stood at the edge of the pack territory, a grim smile curling on his lips. The moonlight gleamed off the knives strapped to his belt, reflecting his cunning intentions. He was not just another rogue; he was a man consumed by a singular obsession: reclaiming his daughter, Emma. Around him, a motley crew of rogues gathered, their eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement.