Rhaenyra Targaryen Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

He demanded. The King taken aback simply and firmly said "I suggest you watch your tone Alpha." Letting his aura slip out just enough to show the Alpha who he was speaking to then continued. "As I was saying she is not a rogue. She is my daughter. You can unmask yourself now, Arya." "I’m sorry My King." Alpha josh said and collected himself a little more before he continued. "What are you talking about? Unmask herself?"

Our initials, R on one side and M on the other. It's beautiful. "Happy birthday.." He says again with a grin. "Thank you.." I tell him staring at him intensely. He's close to me again and I can feel the sparks. "Reece.." I start saying before he cuts me off. "Don't say anything. I know the situation between you and Charles, but Morgana you're mine, not his. I don't know how you're going to do it or when, but I think it's clear to you now, that you have to get rid of him.." He says.

“Shadowfang.” Nyra immediately shook her head. “No.” Both Alphas looked at her and she swallowed and then repeated herself. “No.” Draven looked wounded, only for a moment and then he hid it. “You would be protected.” Nyra laughed sadly. “Protected?” The word hurt and Draven knew it, his face tightened and Nyra looked directly at him. “I was under Shadowfang protection when my life fell apart.” There was silence and pain flashed across Draven’s face, real pain and he looked like he wanted to argue but he couldn’t because she wasn’t wrong.

“I know how I felt when you went missing. I remember Chamberlin’s maid saying he sometimes cried himself to sleep when you were away. “I swallowed. “ I couldn’t console him because he didn’t know who I was. The anguish and pain.” “I don’t want to feel like that again” I muttered and looked her in the eye. “I am like an unwanted wolf. I have enemies like the sands on earth. I don’t want you guys getting kidnapped, so I asked the guards, to do anything possible, but to let you go far” Arya’s eyes softened a bit. She sighed. “Well you should have told me” I nodded. “I know I should have and I’m sorry” She nodded solely. “Okay,” she played around with her hair.” What do you…? I mean what does th

Every time one of them touched her—every time they lifted her arm or brushed her hair back—my wolf snarled inside me. *“Don’t let them touch her.”* “They’re helping her. That’s not how this works.” *“Then make it work.”* I gripped the edge of the doorframe so hard that the wood cracked under my hand. Cain appeared beside me, his voice low. “You’re acting strange, Rhaegar.” I didn’t look at him. “Focus on your duties, Beta.” He raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “As you say, Your Majesty.”

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.

Vixra frowned and her hand dropped from Syrana’s shoulder as she turned away from the window to face Iris. “We just need to find both of them before he performs the sacrifice, as we have found out, her death is not necessary.” “Oh?” Vixra’s eyebrows rose in question. “And you are who to speak for Syrana?” She stood straight before giving her reply, an air of pride about her as she lifted her chin higher up in the air. “Iris, Ryder’s betrothed and future queen of Astaroth.” Vixra’s eyes widened. “Ryder’s betrothed? You’re an Axeris?!”

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.