Novel & Cerita Rhaenyra Targaryen Fanfiction

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

Bryant was going to live, his wound would take him some time before it could heal up. "The only reason you lost today." I said in ragged breath, I put in all my strength into this fight, my survival depended on it. "Was because you underestimated me." I bend down and place one knee on the ground as I look into alpha Bryant eyes without fear, he was glaring hard at me but he still couldn't move. "Don't you," I said in a dangerous voice, full of authority. "Ever look down on me again, I'm Aria Greyson, alpha Draven only daughter." With that I knocked him out by kicking him hard on his face.

Lyra's POV: Talon was and will always remain my first love. I fell in love with Xander at first sight and Clegane, I loved the way he looked at me. I decided not to sulk about love anymore, it is after all my destiny to be Thalia's maid till I die. I hopped down from the pile of sacks onto the ground, and dusted off the dust on my clothes. Taking a deep breath I pushed the door open and stepped outside the storage room, then made my way back to the gathering.

And the one who was about to become a king was now a rogue Lycan with so many people after his life. My mind wandered back to Rayna. Brian wanted me to wait before I talked to her. But I couldn’t stop myself for that long. I knew she would never attend the dinner, no matter how much Mother, or Nora insisted. Rayna Bennett. Tomorrow! I’ll come to you tomorrow morning, no matter where you are. Be it a maid’s quarter or the kitchen. I won’t give up on you. Not now, not ever. *** Rayna Bennett: Ameera was reluctant to take my help in the kitchen because she had already guessed, I was the chosen mate of some influential man.

Ryder snarls, making her look up at him as her eyes growing wide with anger. “I knew mutts were known to have bad manners, get your hands off me you brute! I’m Princess Freya of the Hale Kingdom, and I was sent here by Alpha Raven’s mate to protect her.” Our mate bares her fangs at Ryder, making me step closer realizing she’s a vampire.

Like he never looked too closely at what it was made of. Maybe he didn't. Maybe he chose not to. I push the thought down. This isn't the moment for it. "Tell me again," I say. "What you are. What this place made you." Nyra turns to look at me. In the ruin's pale light, Kael Draven's careful restraint-trained mate is something else entirely. The silver in her hair catches the light of the markings on the stone, and for a moment she looks less like a woman standing in a clearing and more like something the clearing grew around.

"But let's do it anyway." Something that might have been a smile flickered across his face, there and gone so fast I might have imagined it. We walked into the house together, his hand on the small of my back, guiding me. People were already mingling, drinking, talking. The reception was starting. And I was officially Myra Theon. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. So I am now Myra Zyran Theon. Fuck.

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

Her infernal flame roared to life; she blocked Selene’s strike just as Ryker cried out and collapsed. Kaelia gasped, defending the infants as chaos flared around them. Thrones of bone had never felt so empty. Selene’s storm-gray eyes softened for an instant as she watched Ryker fall. “He was mine,” she whispered; “as you abandoned him.” Nyra’s fury exploded. She roared, summoning the threefold bond in a blazing inferno. The battlefield stilled beneath her wrath. “If you kill him,” Nyra screamed, “you will die as well!”

but on people like us, it will cause a type of vague hypnosis is the easiest way to explain it huh well noted she said nodding her head interesting, to say the least I'm Aerilyn Seraphim of Redemption the only other female in the group came over to introduce herself she had blond hair that fell down her back and an elegant slim figure dressed in a white and blue battle suit with a flowing white cloak about her shoulders and a lovely face with bright sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks she seemed very sweet and kind Kyra felt strangely comforted in her presence as if she was meeting an old friend hi it's nice to meet you Aerilyn is a very pretty name it suits you too you're so beautiful Kyra gushe