Rhaenyra Targaryen X Reader の小説・ストーリー

His strong body blocked the doorway, and beside him stood his half-brother, another royal, both of them dressed in a white and gold robes. King Rykerr’s grey eyes locked onto his brother with a look that could blaze fire. He stepped forward slowly, his eyes flicking from Prince Raban’s hand still in Ayla’s hand. He saw that she was checking his pulse, causing him to clench his jaw tighter. “Brother,” Prince Raban said, trying to laugh it off. “I was not feeling fine so I came for treatment. She said she is your mate now. I was only asking…” Rykerr cut him off coldly. “There is nothing to ask. She is mine. And you have no right to question that.”

RAI “Why are you doing this? You've been lying to me,” Raelynn said through gritted teeth. "I can assure you that he's the liar here," Kyan hissed, and I grabbed Raelynn’s hands, pulling her behind me. "Stop hiding her from her husband. She belongs to me!" He screamed. It happened in the blink of an eye. He shot a blast of offensive magic towards me, and Raelynn jumped in front of me in that instant.

“We will be here, always. You, the child, Ria, us—we are one. Always.” Jax pressed his forehead to hers, a deep, primal connection, a silent promise. “And I will guard you with everything. Not just your body, but your heart, your life, and the life growing within. No one touches you without facing me first.” Raya smiled faintly, her body still trembling from the intensity of their intimacy and energy alignment, feeling a deep sense of belonging and safety that had never existed before. She could feel the faint pulse of life inside her, Ria’s gentle hum guiding and amplifying it, and a quiet understanding settled in her chest: they were stronger together, and nothing could unravel the bond th

I quickly seethe, feeling the anger rise in me at the mere thought of them. "Home," "Here." The answer surprised me as I wasn't expecting to say that. "Love," "Raya." Her name left my lips effortlessly. She is the one I love, the one I have chosen and will make mine. "Now picture Raya here with you. Beside her is the family you mentioned. They've all come to visit you, but during their visit Elliot shows up, having aligned himself with Draven. They begin to attack our pack, the place you now call home, the darkness is creeping towards your family." Barrett began describing a scene that was all too easy to imagine. The images played in my head as he continued. "Cruz tries to fight, but the da

I will be Rae who? I am delusional, aren't I? Maybe I swiped four glasses instead of two. I should have never gone to that horrifying gathering. It is just one clump of perfect people trying to match up and have perfect futures with perfect children and romance, aging and learning together. The more I think about it, the more my inner self yearns for it, so I numb myself from such thoughts. I find it harder to stick in the needle after finding this Alpha, though. I am blindfolded and stabling into whatever feels like skin.

I slowly walked towards the restaurant, but with every step toward the cafeteria, something tight and uncomfortable twisted deeper inside me, a familiar, ugly sensation I thought I had buried long ago. I saw Arya the moment I walked in. She was seated at a small table near the window, sunlight catching in her hair and her face turned upward in laughter. Opposite her sat a younger man covered in tattoos with his arms bare, leaning forward and staring at her with basically stars in his eyes. She was hanging on to his every word and he was staring at her as if the world consisted of nothing but her reaction.

but on people like us, it will cause a type of vague hypnosis is the easiest way to explain it huh well noted she said nodding her head interesting, to say the least I'm Aerilyn Seraphim of Redemption the only other female in the group came over to introduce herself she had blond hair that fell down her back and an elegant slim figure dressed in a white and blue battle suit with a flowing white cloak about her shoulders and a lovely face with bright sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks she seemed very sweet and kind Kyra felt strangely comforted in her presence as if she was meeting an old friend hi it's nice to meet you Aerilyn is a very pretty name it suits you too you're so beautiful Kyra gushe

He really loves me, or he only loves the memory of what I represent, but I refuse to be one more, and I deserve to be valued for who I am; I was not born for him; I am the daughter of an alpha and a princess by lineage, he is the one who has to prove to me that he is worthy of me and until he does I will not be his or anyone else's. I am Hannia Winter, princess of Vellentys, daughter of Alpha Hansen, and Luna Alania, princess of Zanaerys. I am not a simple wolf or witch waiting for his mate; I will not give myself to him; for me, he will have to fight as he has never done before. Chapter 1 FLASHBACK 5 YEARS AGO I still remember it as if it were yesterday, I was sitting in the garden, and lit

“Is that why you set me up to marry with Mr. Brail; drugged me and framed me for climbing on his bed, so that you can pay your huge debt?” “Really, want to know why they did that and what happened to Vanessa after you broke up?” The words said by Arya this morning occupied Eon’s mind even when attending his business. He already investigated the incident and confirmed that Bethany aka Arya willingly went into his room and seduced him.

Exactly three days later, the guild caretaker called in Mathew Lodoff to read the Lyle will. Lodoff, a tall and slim gentleman with a distinctive appearance, commenced the reading on a promising night in February sixteen hundred twenty. Two envelopes held beige-colored papers, one larger and one smaller. The larger envelope contained the will of Loren Flynn Marinda Lyle, declaring that all his properties would pass to my mother, Margot Annette Lyle, and then to me when I turned twenty-one. As Lodoff read the will, his attention turned to me, confirming my identity as Tara Marinda Lyle. The contents of the smaller envelope remained unopened, holding an air of mystery and anticipation.