Rhaenyra Targaryen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She realized that that KAEL DRAVEN is. Rain exploded across the battlefield while the forest echoed with growls and terrified screams Ariana was extremely terrified inside the carriage, her heart pounding violently against her chest as she watched Kael Draven step forward into the storm.The Night Crawlers circled him carefully now.There were six of them No,Eight.

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.

The kind that said a piece had just moved on a board he’d assumed was fixed. “You want to know who I am?” she asked. “Fine. Let me be clear, on the record, where your stenographers and your future historians can’t pretend I whispered it. “I am Lyra Hale. I am a surgeon. I am a wolf. I am the mother of a pup. You would happily turn into a political pawn if I let you. I am the woman Aiden Voss broke when he chose your crown over our bond—and the one who learned to set her own bones after that.”

My teeth had already started clattering as an effect of the cold, I tried to stand up but Kian made me stay in place. "We aren't done, Arya. Tell me who the father of the child is?” I looked at him shaking because of the cold, my skin was pale and flushed but he didn't care. I began to wonder if what Eva said about him was true. Was he truly a devil and a cold hearted being? "Have you suddenly become Mute Arya? Tell me who the father is." He dragged me again and went downstairs but when we were about 5 stairs away. He pushed me and sent me rolling on the floor.

He leaned against the table and pinned his obscenely intense stare on me. Ria paced to and fro inside my head, increasing my sexual excitement— our sexual excitement. 'Calm down, Ria." I muttered, but did she? I was kidding myself to think she would listen. "Better get ready for me tonight, Ocean. You will see another side of Alpha Adrian Silverthorn." My breath hitched, but that didn't stop me from replying. "And you will see another side of Aria kyncaid." I promised, matching his intense gaze.

Things like that were always done in hiding and she had just witnessed it. Oh no! She needed to get out of sight before she became the next one to drop dead. Thyra thought and hastily bolted from there deciding to head back to where she left her family, unaware that the reason why she was being glared at was because she was going to be prey to the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. Without wasting another second after giving his orders, Alpha Ryker turned on his heels with Beta Alvan trailing closely behind him as they began to walk away from there and towards the direction of the forest entrance.

“You’re so lucky.” Lucky? River’s chest tightened. She lowered herself onto her cot, her body sinking into the stiff mattress. Aubrey continued, her voice laced with a dreamy sigh. “You get to be with Alpha Ryker from time to time. Do you know how many she-wolves would kill to be in your position?” River’s fingers dug into the fabric of her dress. If only Aubrey knew the truth. If only she had seen what had happened tonight. If only she had seen the way Ryker had wrapped his hand around Hannah’s throat, the way he had snapped her neck like it was nothing.

“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.”

“She’s all yours now, Alpha Eric. You can do as you please.” Eric’s grin had returned. “Perfect.” He placed Maddy to stand before walking up to me tracing a finger along my chin. I bit down the bile, my eyes almost swarming with tears that were born from anger, humiliation. If I ever find a way out of this pact, I’d hunt Tristan Banewolff. “For refusing me earlier, Kyra. Get down on your knees.” Eric ordered. My will to fight off his order was strong, but my body was fighting against me. The strain of my refusal cinched a band around my chest.

" Two of my men advanced, their touch gentle on her. They carried her into the middle of the room, all eyes upon her. But only mine mattered. The spark between us was fierce and electric, something no other human could feel. I spoke low, doing it for her alone. "This is Lyra of Ravengarde. The last of her line. By conquest and force of will, she is mine… my spoils, my property." I did not look away from her eyes. "Every breath she ever draws again is by my permission. Never you forget that." She hardened herself, her heart pounding in her throat so rapidly I could clearly see it. Refusal flamed in her eyes like fire, and she glared at me.