Rhaenyra Targaryen Novels & Stories

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.

“Mom, I’m sorry for everything’ she muttered quietly and her mom smiled pulling her for a hug again without saying anything and rubbed her head. After crying her heart out, Arya did feel light weighted; she relaxed against the bedframe and just stared outside. There were a lot of things she didn’t understand and she wasn’t going to force herself to understand it, she was going to ask them to explain it to her so that she can understand while knowing what she should do or not. Zachariah swallowed his saliva before turning to Alston who had a lost look in his eyes. “Apparently, I think Chief Priestess Silva did lose her life years ago but her daughter survived and somehow her younger sister ha

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?"

I had no patience. “I am Krysta Bronzetail, matron of the house.” She didn’t shudder once. “And who might you be? Guards!!!” She called out. “I am Princess Elentari Tirisil, future Goddess of the Night, sister in law to Eliza Bronzetail, the first daughter of House Bronzetail.” I spoke slowly and clearly. “So tell me, how are you the matron of House Bronzetail when you look as if you are only two or three years older than Eliza?”

Emily interrupts and says, "Leia, you have no right to be here." "I'm sorry, but I will do all in my power to keep you safe, Emily," she said. "I want to protect the heir to the Alpha position." The choice that Leia made was unchangeable. "I'm here to safeguard the future queen and king," you said. "I'm here to protect the future queen and king." Drake let out a long sigh. He didn't talk; he didn't even ask for further explanations. He averted his gaze from Emily and closed his eyes.

Rita replied, sorting out the plates. “ That’s Rita, my cook. Rita, meet my eldest daughter, Alyona,” Xara introduced. “ Nice to meet you,” they both said at the same time. “ The pleasure’s mine, Rita; the food smells so good! I can't wait to dig in.” Alyona added “ I’ll soon be done,” “ How’s work and being in the spotlight?’ Xara teased her daughter as they left the kitchen. “ Work is good, and being in the spotlight is somewhat stressful. She groaned.

The ripple of fear and curiosity moved like a wave through the crowd. "My bad," Rhaenan said lazily, though the reluctance in his voice was obvious. He wove his fingers through the air, and his wings shimmered before disappearing, cloaked by his magic. Without them, he appeared human—except for his pointed ears, which still gave him away. Caelora, however, continued to draw more attention. Her ethereal beauty stood out against the drab surroundings, her skin almost light blue, like porcelain in the sunlight. She looked like she had stepped out of a dream or some ancient painting.

Caelan – POV “Where is she?” I muttered, tugging at the high collar of my shirt. My reflection in the mirror looked regal. Controlled, but one would be foolish not to see the fury behind my eyes. I scowled and turned away from it, facing my manservant. “She returned an hour ago,” he said carefully. “Alone. From the Vale of Wounds.” My jaw tightened as my brows came together in a tight frown. Lyra was a real thorn in my flesh.

The tray slipped from her hands and hit the floor with a crash, the bowl and pitcher shattering into pieces. “You’re awake,” she breathed, her eyes wide. “I—I need to inform His Majesty immediately.” I stared at her, my heart pounding. “His… Majesty?” She nodded quickly, already backing toward the door. “Alpha King Rhaegar. He asked to be notified the moment you woke.” The words hit me like a punch. Alpha King. Rhaegar. My legs gave out. I collapsed back onto the bed, my hands trembling, my mind spinning. No. No, no, no.

replied Piers. “We are a Kingdom, Piers. We are nothing like those other backward clans with their remarkably senseless women,” the Leader said, still staring down at me. “What is your name?” he asked. “Rowena Silverveil from the Eastern clan of Eldoria,” I replied. “I am Thane Darkmoor, the Alpha of this kingdom. Now, are you afraid that you laughed in the face of someone who wields the power to kill you?” He sneered. Fear creeped into my chest. How foolish I was to have laughed in the first place.