Rhysand Fan Cast Novels & Stories

The sound was sharp, “I don't want to see you. I don't miss you. I am not your body.” He replied, his voice low and harsh, “Now go away.” If Sandra's display hadn't attracted attention, Rhysand's burst of emotions had, I could feel the stares, Curiosity, and judgment filled their gaze. This wasn't good.

They’re all waiting for me to speak. I clear my throat and start to speak, even though the memories are too fresh in my head and it’s making me a bit nervous to speak about it. “I’ve seen everything,” I say. “My Lycan Ivory is the significant other of the evil Shape Shifter Rhysand. She’s now inhabiting my body, and it seems that he knew that. He found her through me again, and that is the reason why he’s trying to get to me. He wants her back, but their love has turned sour and now he just wants to possess her for revenge. He wants to destroy everything just to get her back.”

Tyrion is her boyfriend and she abducted me. I looked up at her. “I know Tyrion as the Alpha Prince’s Beta, but I have nothing in common with him.” “He was your childhood friend, so quit lying.” I nodded. “Agreed! We were friends but not anymore. We don't even cross each other's path.” I swallowed hard. “I have never spoken to him, so please let me go. I will avoid him if he dares approach me—we have nothing in common.”

Alpha Tyrion added and my mouth hung open with shock and fear. Shifters! How would I fight against those predators?

“Your brother?” Ricky rarely talked about Rhysand without rolling his eyes. According to him, Rhysand Bernadi was a professional bastard. Arrogant, impossible, a full-blown bad boy with a brain too sharp and morals too flexible. He was often absent from family events because of the company, oil negotiations in the Middle East, investor meetings in London, or some minor scandal in Monaco that always got handled before the media could get a decent photo.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

THIRD PERSON’s LIMITED POV (RHYDIAN) “I’ll go with you,” Rhydian said, running his hand through his hair. “Just let me know when.” “I will.” Dylan’s smile widened slightly. They walked into the academy together before separating at the main corridor, each heading to their respective classes. Rhydian was almost at his classroom door when a voice called out behind him. “Rhydian!” Tina. He recognized her voice before he even turned around. Daughter of Commander Voss, the strongest beta in Gravefang Pack. They had grown up together, trained together, shared secrets that could ruin both their lives if they ever got out.

"Cain is one of Lord Lyros's renowned warrior Lycans. He and Rhys are.... friends." "He didn't sound like they were." In a moment I am transported back to that place with Cain, under the moonlight, and with his lips a soft touch on mine. And then back with Rhys, under showers and hells... I'm so fucked up. Fenrir Dragmir waits for more information but I don't offer up any more. When the stare becomes too piercing, I look away. "Just say it, Adelaide. Anything that can help us right now will be beneficial."

I let him go ahead with the plans. I'm standing against the window of my bedroom, holding Rhysand. He's getting bigger every day and makes noises, as if he's eager to talk. He reaches for things and pulls my hair often. He's so adorable, with his black curls and his father's grey-blue eyes. I'm just so obsessed with him. His chubby fingers hold mine, while the other hand bangs against the window. It's a shame Kian can't see this. I think he'd be ecstatic because he wanted to be a father. I raise an eyebrow when I see two figures peeking out from behind a tree. They seem to be having a heated discussion. I squint and realize it's Sonny and Serena. The latter appears to be crying as she shouts

His dark brown eyes shone, and King Cassian saw himself in this child, Rhysand was a replica of his father, the king with those brown cold eyes. "Him..."Mayor Bathory trailed off as his eyes lost on the small body of Rhysand who was standing far off, refusing to take a step closer. "Future of Hagrid" Mayor Bathory whispered as his eyes remained glued on Rhysand, he was in a form of trance "Feared, Brutal, strong, Cold, his soul intertwined..."