Rhaenyra Leaves Westeros Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Of course, I was wrong, giving my mate too little credit. The shards that had been suspended in the air were flown towards Draven now, driven by Raya’s power. It went back and forth like that, with the shards gaining more and more momentum as they went from Draven to Raya and back. Eventually, the shards were flung out of the window by Draven, who then pushed us back with an invisible barrier. Raya fought it back with her own, holding her hands out as she pushed this invisible force his way. I could feel the power clashing between them until it exploded, sending us all flying back. In horror, I watched as Raya was flown out of the window. I yelled as I pushed myself off the ground towards th

Rhianna's POV (Two and half years later) "Hey Anne, stay with Peyton," I said to my daughter's caretaker, and also my only friend, as I dropped off my daughter at a small playschool within the castle grounds. "I am going to surprise Theo." I was so happy, I am already bouncing. "Of course, enjoy your time with the Alpha King," she winked as she started to grab toys out of the boxes. "Peyton and I will have a good time, won't we Peyton?"

“Roan—” “I, Ryan Richard, sentence you, Kyra Dew, to death.” My hands found their way to my mouth as I gasped in shock, What?! “I… I didn't…” “For all the betrayals and the lies. I, Ryan Richard, also reject you as my mate. You are not fit for me nor the crown. You do not even have a Red sky blood in you. You are a disgrace! Take her away. Make sure she is beheaded behind the large rock and bury her body there.”

ELYSIA’S POV The room felt colder after he left. Not in a physical sense; the fire still crackled in the hearth, warm and steady. But something had shifted when the door closed behind him. The air felt heavier, emptier. I sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the furs, trying to steady my breathing as I stared at the closed door, as if it might open again at any moment. But it didn’t. He was here. The Alpha King was here—Alpha King Rhaegar. He had caught me just as I was about to collapse.

Personality description: cautious, Charming, reliable, discreet, observant, precise, rational, encouraging. Family: Leon Evans (father), Julia Stuart (Mother), Chase Evans (twin brother), Emily Evans (adoptive older sister), Dhario Evans (grandfather), Olivia Evans (step-grandmother), James Evans (uncle) Friends: Reggie Stevens (Beta, best friend), Danica Green (Girlfriend), Edgar Brown (friend), Isabella Frome (friend). Arya Silver Age: 17 Race: Werewolf Rank: Rogue Physical description: 5’7ft tall, hourglass athletic body, long straight black hair, round brown eyes, heart-shaped face, pointy nose with heart-shaped full lips.

As they approached the port, Raenerys couldn't help but think of what she had seen before they left the north. Acheron is talking to Sera. She couldn't quite figure out how the two had the chance to talk because she was sure it wasn't the first time. What makes Acheron communicate with Sera? Because of that question, she couldn't stop glancing at Sera, who was now excited to land her feet on the sand of the Eastern Region. But even so, she could feel the sharp look in Raenerys' glance at her. Even if she wanted to pay attention, she didn't do it because it might only make her angry. She can't afford to be killed by Raenerys here; even if she wants to submit her own life if Raenerys wants it

I exhaled and rolled my eyes, "Whatever. Not that it matters anyway. Gentlemen, please I would like to speak with Tyrion privately for a minute." "Alright, you can go ahead, my lady." They left and I went down quickly and adjusted close to Tyrion. "What was that about? Why are you telling everyone that I'm a Lycan princess?" "Because that's who you are, and you are already acting towards it. You think I don't know that you have been providing refuge for lone wolves and rogue wolves outside this community?" "I was just trying to help." "That's what leaders do," Tyrion replied. He stretched his arms and held my hand lightly. "Look, Ryanna, the very day I saw you after you were attacked I knew

Aleanas pov Peace what is that? As long as I've been alive I've never known peace. I've always been expected of great things and to keep my head held high and be strong, but between you and me I don't believe any of that. My name is Aleana Rae daughter of Beta Alexander Rae of the Sahara blood moon pack, my mother Christina Rae died when I was 6 years old and ever since then home hasn't felt like home. It's my 18th birthday and I'm dreading it, only because I know in 20 minutes I will be on my way to the hell on earth they call high school. Don't get me wrong I love school just not this one, Wolfsmanner high school was the bane of my existence, no not because of the teachers or the work but

But Four was _louder_ when she didn’t eat. “What _are_ you hungry for?” Kieran asked. He hadn’t left her side. Slept on the floor by her cot. Gun under his pillow. _Promise_. She looked at him. Then at Darius. Darius, who was teaching Rylan to hold his bottle. Who smiled when Rylan blew spit bubbles. _Happy_. “I’m _starving_, Uncle D,” Lyra whispered. The air _dropped_ 20 degrees. “Can I have your _happiest memory_?”

Hael, I wonder where life has taken you now? Shaking her head, remembering her vow to stay in the present, Ariana walked into her father's bedroom. Ray was in her old room, Hannah in the spare, and the twins in the small room attached to this one by a door. At first, Raymond tried taking Jack’s bedroom, but Ariana couldn’t sleep in her old bed knowing the things Hael and she had shared in there, and quickly claimed the main bedroom for herself.