Rhaenyra X Mysaria Novels & Stories

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.”

Valor smiled, "You really are something, wish I had some of that magic though." Aynyra chuckled and rubbed the back of her neck, "There is something I have to tell you though." He grabbed her hand sympathetically, "What is it?" "You know Nira? Well, she has magic. Her real name is Rhaenyx Maltalor and she's an assassin. I met her a while back in the streets, she and her friend Kaia showed me some kindness and helped me out. She was so powerful back then, I mean physically skilled. The greatest fighter I ever met. When she turned up at the palace and married our father, I didn't know how to react. Then I went to her room, she kissed me, or well, we kissed. Then just recently I found her by th

The Moonfang heir shall rise when the kingdoms are divided. Nyra stared at the words. “And what happens after she rises?” Nobody answered. She looked at them. “What happens?” The oldest elder finally spoke. “She will change the balance of every kingdom.” Cassian’s grip tightened around her. “Then we protect her.” Draven looked at him. “And if protecting her means war?” Cassian’s eyes hardened. “Then they will have war.” Nyra looked between them. “Stop.” Both men looked at her. “I don’t want anyone fighting because of me.”

she said triumphantly. Tears burned Rayna’s cheeks, her chest tight. "You … you cannot be with her, Darius. "Come back, don’t leave!" Rayna fell, collapsing, feeling blood run between her legs. Darius stared at her, full of Alpha anger, yet his hand stayed in place. He simply observed, as if testing Rayna’s limits. Rayna slipped, trying to chase Darius and Laura again, but her body was weak, her head pounding. She fell to the floor, blood flowing from her temple. Yet amid the darkness, her determination remained.

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 thought brought the crumbled knight of midnight to her mind, and she tucked him away in a place reserved for very few, a little corner of her heart right next to Melanie. Tristan had tried to help her, and she had surely killed him. Andrew had settled the sleeping Naomi onto Ruby by the time Elaine finished picking up their few scattered belongings. “Let’s go.” The knight ordered. Andrew followed behind Elaine in the silence of the night, shut up by her very evident hostility. The band moved down a new path, onto a road that looked much like the one they had just left. This dirt road that stretched in front of them led towards the south into the heart of the shadow lands of Artharia. It

“It means the goddess has a twisted sense of humor.” “This isn’t funny,” Lydia whispered. “Zyandra, you’re the first female Alpha in Valyra’s history. The first to earn your title without inheritance. You’ve kept us united through famine, war, frost — you’ve done everything the Moon could ask of a leader. But this?” She hesitated, lowering her voice. “This might be the one thing she won’t forgive.” Her words hit hard, sharper than they should’ve. I walked to the window, looking out at the forest bathed in moonlight. “You think I don’t know that? I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t want a Luna. I’ve led fine without one.”

she said with harsh laughter and shoved me out of the toom while the rest of the girls laughed. I felt tears sting my eyes as my identity played back in my head by an annoying, disembodied voice. 'Ayla, the Arnold's daughter.' 'Hunter girl.' I imagined how it would sound. "The alpha married his enemy, the hunter's daughter." I imagined the smirk on the alpha's face as he held me by his side, his sharp claws digging into my sides and a smirk that promised a life of torture and pain. A sob escaped my lips as I ran into the room and fell to the ground in tears.

she promised the King. King Danyel walks to the other side of my bed kissing my hand. "I'm glad you're ok love, you had me worried." he smiled at me and I assured him that I would be fine. I was just so tired. Kayla watched over me, her eyes narrowed, as she handed me a vile of potion to drink to help me ease into my powers, I drank it trusting her, but I felt something odd about her behavior as I drifted off to sleep. I woke with incredible pains in the middle of the night, and there was blood everywhere on our bed. I was bleeding badly, King Rryan in a panic called Lydia and Kira to our bed chambers, "She has miscarried her child we must help her, or she too will die from blood loss." Kira

"Let this battle decide our fates!" As the wraiths lunged toward them, Lyra knew they had to act fast. She glanced at her friends, each one focused and ready for the fight. Their unique skills and unwavering support gave her hope that they could emerge victorious against Arthur's dark magic. And with that hope burning brightly within her, she joined them in the fray, determined to bring an end to Arthur's evil once and for all.