Rhaenyra X Reader Novels & Stories

Something about the handwriting on the front made her stop breathing. No… It couldn’t be. She hurried back to her room and locked the door and her fingers shook as she unfolded the letter. The first line stole the air from her lungs. Nyra… She knew that handwriting, she had seen it hundreds of times. Years ago. “Draven…” His name slipped from her lips before she could stop herself. She kept reading. “I know I have no right to write to you,”a tear rolled down her cheek. “You told me never to come back, you told me you didn’t want me anymore, you were right.”

She hurried away, her steps light and quick, like a kitten scampering from a teasing hand. The hallway was crowded, students milling about between classes. Kyra wove through them, her mind drifting to Silas, his deep voice, his steady presence. But suddenly, a hand clamped around her wrist, yanking her aside into a shadowed alcove. She gasped, spinning to face Aaron, his face twisted with frustration. "Kyra, stop ignoring me!" Aaron hissed, his grip tightening. "I've been patient for months. You keep rejecting me, but I know you feel it too. Accept my love, be with me!"

She didn’t belong here. My hands tightened on the balcony railing as I fought the urge to leap forward. The pain in my shoulder flared in response to Rhaegon’s presence, searing, erotic, primal. I pressed my back to the wall, willing myself to stay hidden, but my body had other ideas. Rhaegon’s gaze swept the room, commanding, piercing, and then it landed on Lysentha. His wolf growled low in his throat. “No,” he muttered under his breath. “This isn’t right.”

CHAPTER 169 ~3RD PERSON'S POV~ Daniella stared quietly at Anaya's body. Anaya looked completely lifeless—her skin had gone gray and her eyes had gone completely black. Dark gray veins bulged out of the sides of her face and limbs. “So... can you heal her?” Gabriella asked.

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.”

“Rhydian, look at me.” Rhydian yanked Astarian’s hand away and began moving past Aurelian, his eyes glassy. “She’s hypnotizing him,” Nyra said sharply. “If she can do it, I can do it better.” Aurelian reached out and pulled Rhydian back firmly, locking his eyes onto his. “Come back,” he said. Rhydian’s breathing came out in a heavy rush. His eyes closed and he shook his head before they opened again. “What was happening to me?”

She could see the puzzle in his eyes, even though his face remained neutral. Her sapphire eyes bore into his green ones as if peering into the depth of his soul as those words left her lips. With each word that tumbled from her lips, she felt a sense of liberation wash over her as if casting off the chains that had bound her to him. "I, Reyana Hade, reject you, Alpha Randall Daken, Alpha of the Blood Crescent pack as my mate."

His fingers brushed her cheek. “What’s wrong?” “I can’t believe I forgot to ask about Stephen. Have you heard from him?” Rhye snorted, lowering his head to sprinkle light, tormenting kisses over her face and down the line of her throat. “That’s a story for later.” He easily evaded her question and set about distracting her with delicious strokes of his tongue that were leading lower and lower. She tried to hang onto a shred of sanity. “But…” “Later, little one.” He tugged her legs apart and smiled with wicked intent. “Much later.” And it was. End of Book One

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

Rhianna's POV (Two and half years later) "Hey Anne, stay with Peyton," I said to my daughter's caretaker, and also my only friend, as I dropped off my daughter at a small playschool within the castle grounds. "I am going to surprise Theo." I was so happy, I am already bouncing. "Of course, enjoy your time with the Alpha King," she winked as she started to grab toys out of the boxes. "Peyton and I will have a good time, won't we Peyton?"