Rhaenyra Leaves Westeros Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I would always retreat to my shell; admiring from a distance. I envied Arya a lot. Shying away from feelings wasn't her forte. She was ready to go all out to get the guy's attention. Most times, we ended up liking the same person and she would be the one to walk up to that guy first and have his heart. While I would stay broken in a corner, unnoticed. If someone had told her that I would be the one with Alpha Adrian instead of her, she would have sworn the person was kidding. I was never interested in any guy she liked. I always tried my best to stay away.

Rhaenyx held out her hand to lift Aynyra off the wet ground, supporting her weight, "It's Rhae, and you looked terrified, princess." Aynyra chuckled to herself, her doubt in Rhae melting away as if they had been friends forever, "Fine, Rhae. I almost wet myself because of you." Rhaenyx chuckled, but Aynyra could see the smile didn't extend all the way to her eyes. She didn't get the wrinkles in the corner of her eyes. Rhaenyx saw in Aynyra's face that she noticed, so before Aynyra could ask a question, she quickly interrupted. "Come on, you gotta be freezing, go inside and have a warm bath." Rhaenyx wanted to escape the situation, not let on to Aynyra that she had been waiting on that wall f

She didn’t belong here. My hands tightened on the balcony railing as I fought the urge to leap forward. The pain in my shoulder flared in response to Rhaegon’s presence, searing, erotic, primal. I pressed my back to the wall, willing myself to stay hidden, but my body had other ideas. Rhaegon’s gaze swept the room, commanding, piercing, and then it landed on Lysentha. His wolf growled low in his throat. “No,” he muttered under his breath. “This isn’t right.”

That’s the day’s sign for me: that he can frame his own impulse. “Ready?” I ask Nyra. “Ready,” she says. “Ten minutes, Khan Hall, then quiet.” The hall is darker today than yesterday—half the light, smaller echo. Rhaell stands by the wall, without his staff—my request. Mae holds the silver thread. The nurse stays two steps back with them. I wait by the door. No need for the king to be in the frame. “Play,” says Nyra. That single word is our best rune.

The only person who was going to defend her wasn't around. She took a bowl and a bucket full of water and began watching Selena feet who was humming sarcastically as Arya kept watching her feet. Her heart lipped with so much joy knowing she had an upper hand towards Arya. After Arya was done she walked back to her room exhausted and laid back to bed. She woke up when heavy hands roamed through her body. Alpha Jasper was already in the room. She didn't notice when he walked into the room. "Hey darling" she giggled like a baby

“Have you seen the latest episode of House of the Dragons?” Jordan asked as we walked through the little relaxation centre outside the hospital, trying to find the perfect place to stay. “I haven’t. I’ve been a little busy lately.” I answered, sighing in regret. “Well, the crowned princess Rhaenyra has married Prince Daemon,” he revealed. My eyes grew wide. I had only missed an episode since the show started, and now I felt way behind. “Oh shit, no way! I have to watch it when I get home.”

I whispered to Dawn. She followed my gaze. "Xena, Elder Marcus's daughter. She's been trying to get Fenrir to notice her since they were children." "Get him to notice her?" "She thinks she's going to be his mate." Her voice was low. "She's been telling everyone for years that she and Fenrir are destined that the Moon Goddess designed them for each other." I frowned. "But he doesn't want her?" "He's never wanted her." Dawn smiled. "But that hasn't stopped her from trying."

TYRION. “I'm not going home with you. The driver can take you home since your parents aren't even asking for you." I retorted at Ava, who stood still staring at me. I was drunk. I did it to myself intentionally. How dare that Alpha Prince show up to claim to be Eden's lover? Were they truly dating? Ava tried to hold me, but I resisted. “Don't lay your hands on me. I have to be alone.” “We can still go back home, and you will be alone. You engaged me today and wouldn't want to spend time with me, huh?" She scratched her head and came forward again.

“Just leave, Tanya. You are not needed here. You are my friend, but not Kyra’s. She will be fine with or without you.” “No,” Tanya refused stubbornly, “I’m not leaving today until I see her.” “Tanya, I do not want to use my power as your alpha over you, so please leave,” Kyra could clearly hear the anger in Anton’s voice now and knew that it was about to get dirty. “Why don’t you let me see her this once, huh? Why don’t we leave it to her to decide if we are going to remain friends after what happened that day?” Tanya’s tone had turned into one of pleading.

I open my mouth to give her a response and that’s when I see Aria rushing up the stairs with a tray balanced on her hands. Her eyes darts between me and Nyra when she gets to the last stair before bowing to Nyra. Annoyance bubbles in my chest as Nyra takes a long disgusted look at me before ignoring Aria and walking down the stairs, muttering inaudible words to herself. I storm into my bedroom, making sure to leave the door open for Aria who seems to be on the verge of running away from here. She settles the tray on the table and faces away from me, about to take her leave when I stop her.