Rhaenyra Targaryen Novels & Stories

The Continuum, the traitors, every last person who thought they could cage her or steal what she’d bled to build—they would feel every lick of flame, every ounce of her wrath. Nyxara drew in another breath, letting her anger crystallize into something cold and razor-sharp. “Prep the strikes. Patch the feeds. Make sure they see every move. Let them know: I’m everywhere. I’m inevitable. And I don’t break.” Her voice rang out, clear and unyielding, the battle hymn of someone who’d lost everything—except her will to fight. Kael’s grin was wild, dangerous, touched with admiration. “I like her like this. Hungry. Untouchable.”

I ignored them and walked away to avoid them, but one voice, a familiar laughter, stopped me completely. "...Father said Princess Lena will become Queen before winter." Another woman laughed. "Of course, she will." I froze at the sound of the voice. So, I looked toward the speaker, the girl with golden hair. It was the unmistakable emerald eyes of Alpha Hane. The girl was standing beside Princess Lena as though she belonged there... She was the daughter of the man who had sold me. Ariana Hane. She looked older now, more beautiful. I didn’t see her in the banquet, but here she is draped in jewels instead of her usual cruelty, flattering Princess Lena with all her might.

Her silver marks glowed faintly beneath the collar of her nightdress again. My chest tightened painfully. She looked exhausted even while sleeping and the last few days destroyed her slowly. The palace still had not recovered from what happened in the throne hall. Nobles whispered everywhere now. Moonfang heir. Forbidden bloodline.Dangerous female. Future ruler. Weapon. Nobody looked at Nyra normally anymore and I hated every second of it. I walked closer carefully, my gaze never leaving her face and then suddenly my wolf snarled violently. Movement near the bed and a shadow shifted beside Nyra.

She could only think that the people around her would get involved in the trouble she put herself into. Yohan, a friend of Theo Valencia, had been on the edge that night as he caught a glimpse of who looks to be like Sei from her appearance. He called up Theo to ask if he really did the job of getting rid of her just to confirm his assumptions. He had already asked the others if they also noticed and it wasn’t just him who saw. “Hey, I’m calling to ask if you know, she really is dead.” Theo from the other line got confused. “Who are you talking about? Is it Sei? Of course, she died in front of me, what are you talking about? You all witnessed it in front of you.” he clearly didn’t know why h

She drank de Descendants of the ancient kings and queens of Qarth, the Pureborn commanded the Civic Guard and the fleet of ornate galleys that ruled the straits between the seas. Daenerys Targaryen had wanted that fleet, or part of it, and some of their soldiers as well. She made the traditional sacrifice in the Temple of Memory, offered the traditional bribe to the Keeper of the Long List, sent the traditional persimmon to the Opener of the Door, and finally received the traditional blue silk slippers summoning her to the Hall of a Thousand Thron

" 그렇습니다. 그녀는 도처에 눈과 귀를 가지고 있습니다. 당신은 매우 조심해야하고, 나는 또한 보호 받아야합니다. 그녀는 한 번 나를 위해 왔고 이제는 내가 말 했으므로, 그녀가 나를 다시 찾아 오지 못하게하는 것은 아무것도 없습니다. 그녀가 정시에 발견되지 않는 한 (Yes she did. She has eyes and ears everywhere, you have to be very careful and I need to be protected as well. She came for me once and now that I have spoken up, there's nothing stopping her from coming for me again. That's unless she's found on time)." " Can you identify some of the people that are helping her get information on the Edward and Olyster family?" " No not really but there's one person I heard Miss Ji Hae Soo and Alejandro Martinez talk about. Her name's Alexandra Martinez or I think she also goes by the name Zarah. She is th

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and

The helpers greeted her in unison. "Please call me Arya and thank you." she replied with a tired smile. The helpers were a bit surprised to see her changed aura. Fivr years ago, Mrs. Brail is a weak and poeerless woman. But the woman now is very different. "Madam, would you like us to serve your food right away?" "No, I'm okay. I just want to rest for now. I'll eat tomorrow." "But Madam-" "Let her be! She can starve herself!" Eon shouted, he was not pleased since they went down the plane. She's didn't show any signs of jealous after what he and Vanessa had displayed.

I said smiling at her and handed her the cup with my blood. She took it and looked me in the eyes, "I Arya Knox, princess of Zanaerys, daughter of Alpha Maximo Knox and Luna Hannia Knox accept you my King Alpha Lanox North as my mate and life partner and I accept my bond with the North Clan as their Luna Queen, I promise to be fair and protect them." said Arya and I could not help but raise my head with pride, as she took from the cup, drinking my blood, sealing our union with her words.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.