Robb Stark Novels & Stories

“Do you think our son will back such a woman if that's actually what she did... sabotage her cousin to take what belonged to her?!” Hesitating at the raise in her husband's voice, Mrs. Stark pursed her lips. Then she shook her head, saying, “Of course not, but I believe that that girl is a two-face, and he felt in love with the fake nice-girl aesthetic she got going on, and he's so blinded by those feelings that he never considered the fact that she isn’t what she portrayed to him.”

He said and was about to leave. However, I asked, “What is his name?” He looked at me for a few seconds and by looking at my impatient face, he said, “I am not going to say.” I narrowed my eyes and said, “This is a type of punishment you are giving me right for not joining our company. I am not going to talk to you.” I went outside, leaving my dad saying, “Princess?” *Mr.Stone Pov* After Ms.Pari left the room, Mr.Khanna turned towards us and said “Sorry about that. She just got my stubbornness. If my wife is standing here, she would say the mistake was all mine for having stubborn nature and gave that gene to our daughter.”

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

I looked between him and Baylor wondering what was going on. “Liana Stark. I, Drogo Velaryon, in front of everyone present and under the goddess's blessings ask you to join with me and be my mate?” “What?!” I shrieked in horror. My life was doomed.

he conceded, feeling relieved at some point, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the white bandage. “You want me to speak to him or give out your orders?” “My orders.” He pulled me into his arms and kissed my lips this time, and it felt good, except for that disgusting man wrapped in scarves and black clothing. How do I let Brad know about Enzo’s orders? Brad barged into the room unannounced, wearing a sad look on his face. “Lord Stark is dead.” “What?!”

She said it would ruin her progress in training. She even met a new guy today, Robby. He works at the bakery and also teaches music at the primary school. He was handsome…not as handsome as Azraiel of course, but handsome in a cute chocolate boy kind of way. He has dark sandy blonde hair and swoon worthy blue eyes...and most importantly, he didn’t make a face when he spotted her drooling over the chocolate truffle pastries.

"There's proof of a sort at Storm's End. Robert's bastard. The one he fathered on my wedding night, in the very bed they'd made up for me and my bride. Delena was a Florent, and a maiden when he took her, so Robert acknowledged the babe. Edric Storm, they call him. He is said to be the very image of my brother. If men were to see him, and then look again at Joffrey and Tommen, they could not help but wonder, I would think." "Yet how are men to see him, if he is at Storm's End?" Stannis drummed his fingers on the Painted Table. "It is a difficulty. One of many." He raised his eyes. "You have more to say about the letter. Well, get on with it. I did not make you a knight so you could learn to

Even though I could hear the reluctance in his voice, I knew he had no other choice but to head back. But then, it seems like the guards were in for it as they would have to shoulder Alpha Kyle's anger. But then, I could care less about it, that was none of my business. After some time, their footsteps disappeared into the forest and I was sure they had headed back. "I think I heard the roar from here!" "Yeah, I think so!" "But wait, who's hiding behind that stone!" "It must be either a or a rogue, let's capture the person, the pack lacks maids anyway, bedsides the Alpha might praise us for it!"

I sent a blow on the side of his head with all my strength, causing us to lose our balance and fall onto the cold forest floor. I am Mia Leon, the daughter of a cartel leader. I have always had to prove myself and show that I belong and was strong enough. It wasn't going to stop me now. As we landed on the ground, we tumbled in different directions. I quickly stood up and searched for a weapon. My gaze landed on a sizable stick with a sharp edge. Although I knew that he wasn’t a vampire, stabbing him with the stick would surely inflict pain. I grabbed the weapon and faced him, prepared to fight.

The cut on it was clean, and it was a horrifying sight to see. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Chase. "You worthless ant, you—pfft!" He only managed a few words before his throat caught something and he coughed up blood. "Who are you? The Starks have never crossed paths with you. Why do you want me dead?!" He was a member of the Starks, and he questioned Chase with clenched teeth. A name immediately appeared in Chase's mind at the sight of this Stark family member—Tank Stark.