Novel & Cerita Rhaenyra Targaryen Fanfiction

He knows now that I am- "YOU!!!!" Suddenly I hear a headstrong, fierce, stormy roar vibrating the walls of the room. I look up and see an infuriating version of hotty which is not at all hot. His long finger is pointed at me, his pale furious face makes him look like an angry Voldemort with a nose. And hair. Ryan’s jaw is clenched in rage, his eyebrows are drawn together giving him a villain look, his eyes are throwing flame rockets at me. Overall he looks flaming mad.

she insists. I shake my head, avoiding her. I leave the room and find solace in another. The next day, Rhaena Krystabella is gone, but she left a letter declaring her intention to return. She states that she won't give up until I realize that she's still the one. Yet, I'm determined now. Krystal Miranda is the one I love. So, I hastily arrange everything. Since morning, I've been preparing food for Krystal at the falls. I trust that she will come. She smiled at the idea, even though she didn't explicitly confirm her attendance. Nevertheless, I believe she will be there.

“Discipline your bride, Rhaedros!” I bristled. “Bride? Just so you know, my name is Kaela and how dare you say that I need to be disciplined? I wasn’t the one calling other people names, you rude, surly grandma! Besides, do I look like a misbehaving puppy to you?” Xerathia snorted derisively as she exclaimed at me, “You are insufferable, you ~” However, before she could bite me with her reply, Rhaedros did something that made everyone stop breathing. He ignored Xerathia entirely and took my hand, pulling me away.

Nyx's POV I walked out of the ancient temple reluctantly, many thoughts swirling around my head. That act that I portrayed back there was certainly not me, I can't stoop so low and beg to be touched. That is so unladylike, so not expected of a princess. I definitely crossed the line this time, Narek is my tutor, and Aunt Gacia made that clear to me, I shouldn't have any other relationship with him apart from the trainer and trainee one.

Rachel “Jayce, where are we going?” I asked as he walked with me, with his hands wrapped around my waist and my eyes covered in blindfolds. “I can’t see anything,” “That’s the point, and don’t worry, I’m holding you tight,” Jayce said, and even with a blindfold, I can say that Jayce was smirking, staring at me like that, holding onto him. “There are steps, being careful,” he warned.

His strong body blocked the doorway, and beside him stood his half-brother, another royal, both of them dressed in a white and gold robes. King Rykerr’s grey eyes locked onto his brother with a look that could blaze fire. He stepped forward slowly, his eyes flicking from Prince Raban’s hand still in Ayla’s hand. He saw that she was checking his pulse, causing him to clench his jaw tighter. “Brother,” Prince Raban said, trying to laugh it off. “I was not feeling fine so I came for treatment. She said she is your mate now. I was only asking…” Rykerr cut him off coldly. “There is nothing to ask. She is mine. And you have no right to question that.”

Rayna growled in my head. The need for his blood suddenly crept into my subconscious, it was so sudden and so intense, I gripped the arm of the chair as my claws dug into it. My eyes must have turned to silver, my aura was escaping my usually tight control. Rayna has had enough from the little piece of sh*t. She wants to end him. My eyes zeroed in on him, I automatically tuned every one out, and the only thing I could scent and hear is the scent of his blood and the sound of it racing and rushing through his veins.

But then, Rivyn would be reluctant to be apart from his wife. I settled myself down on my bedroll, knowing that I was out of sight and watched as Aurien and Diandreliera stepped out to greet the Fae princes. After a few moments of bowing and curtseying, they followed Aurien’s princess into her tent. Akyran cast his eye around the camp, looking for me, and his body language changed when he saw Ashara. She almost dropped the tray she was carrying, and her expression made my heart ache. She loved him. A muscle in the corner of his jaw worked, and he looked around again, his expression wary, before stepping into the tent. She followed him with her burden, her face desolate.

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

She was in the corridor before she let herself think about it about yes delivered in the serious stillness, about a twelve-hundred-year-old law written by someone who understood that these arrangements had a tendency to become something the framework never planned for. About a vampire prince who had known that and had given her the unilateral choice anyway. She was halfway back to the residential wing when her phone buzzed. Demi. Priya just told me something. Come to the common room when you're done. You know, it's about the restricted section. Nora read it twice. Then she turned and walked faster.