Rhaenyra Targaryen Novels & Stories

“But let us be reasonable, the girl is with the dark ruler of Astaroth. She is with Ryder.” Both Xanth’s and Iris’ eyes shot wide open and she gasped a little. Xanth was surprised, it never crossed his mind that they had been talking about Lyra, never had he imagined that they would recognize her as a Khione despite the fact that she didn’t show. And what was this talk about her mother coming? She had a living Khione mother? “Ryder is a formidable foe.” He could recognize the voice of Kye when he spoke. “But Syrana should not be underestimated, she is the clan’s leader, a powerful aged Khione and a mother as well.”

I don’t have mercy for those who ruined my life and tonight you will all be punished for what you did to the woman that I call my “life” “What is going on?” His other friend from the room went out. He is only wearing boxer shorts and there’s a young woman who followed her. Covered only with a blanket. She looks dirty and wasted too. I let them see Tania standing in front of them, which makes the dirty woman scream in fear, and run away even though she only has a blanket that covers her body. The three tried to run too but I immediately closed the door so that they couldn't escape. I looked at Tania and nodded at her, whispering to her ear, “Kill them, baby.” She smiles and she runs to the th

She tugged at her mother's night dress sobbing. In a split of seconds, her mother met the same fate while shielding her from dying next. What a good mother. Her throat was slit in the process. "Alexa, my sweet Mia dear run. Save yourself" The woman managed to say with her hand holding her neck as it oozed blood. Alexa who is now Mia Raven in the present saw Tartal approaching with the same knife he used in killing her mother. She slipped away from the men's circle and began to run with her little feet.

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

She would be patient and allow her mate to explain. “One of our pack members, Drew, died in the attack from smoke inhalation. The pup is named Hannah. She was his daughter.” Leah choked out a sob. She hadn’t known anyone had died. She knew the large black dragon she had fought was Theo Blackwell, and she felt responsible for all the damage he had caused with burning down the pack houses. Finding out he had also killed someone, made her feel a bunch of emotions all at once. Guilt. Horror. Sadness. Anger. And regret. If she had not have snuck off to mate with Ray in secret, would Theo have still been angry enough to cause all of this destruction? If she and Ray had not gotten mated, would Drew

I felt like she could attack me at any moment. " May I ask why?" " Nalya is my mate," Rhaegar pointed at me. " So the rumors were true," Juliana mumbled, " My Prince, you can't do that. She's a child, and not deserving of Luna, no offense," she turned to me on the last part. I saw the irritation on her face. " She's worthy. More worthy than you. Nalya was chosen by the moon goddess for me," he almost growled.

“I had no idea. Please, go on. I’m sorry I interrupted you.” So I told him about Cristine being actually Henry’s daughter, that she seemed to be stuck at the Manor and how we’d found the iron stars. I handed him one of the big nails, letting him examine it while I explained their location and the link to the map we’ve seen at the archives. His face darkened as I finished my tale. “That woman!” he snarled, standing up out of pure anger. I traded a look with Brandon as the man stalked across the office and yanked the door open, to tell his secretary to summon Lady Audrey.

Nothing could compare to its beauty; it was a masterpiece, its crimson surface shimmering like blood in the sunlight pouring through the high windows. Standing before the crimson throne was a young woman, her fiery hair cascading like a waterfall of flames over her shoulders. Pyra, soon to be crowned Rhaella FireHeart, radiated an aura of strength and regality as she watched the crowd with her head raised high. Her purple gown hugged her growing belly, a testament to the next generation of FireHeart blood. Despite her delicate condition, she stood upright, exuding an unshakeable confidence and undeniable power.

And my destiny is to reclaim all that was stolen from me. Lady Veyrien continues, turning to Azraelyrs, “And do you, Azraelyrs Vasileios, Sovereign King of Drakarith, take Dahlia Rhadaya Balerion as your Queen, your wife, your destiny, pledging your will and loyalty to her?”

The rune brands pulsed in time with the newborn’s heartbeat, as though the child were already woven into the tapestry of her magic. Ryker watched, awe and sorrow mingling in his gaze. He rose and crossed to the window, staring out at the smoking ruins of the courtyard, where the siege had yet to be fully broken. “We have little time,” he said quietly. “More forces approach.” Nyra’s grip tightened on her daughter. “Let them come,” she replied, voice steadying. “We will protect our child with every breath.” From the shadows stepped a figure in a dark cloak, Nyra’s twin sister, Kaelia, returned at last from the edges of exile. Her presence drained the warmth from the room. Kaelia’s pale eyes he