Sangster Game Of Thrones Novels & Stories

I screamed in agony, clutching my burnt and bleeding hand. Lucifer mocked me with laughter and then, in retaliation, I jumped up to his height and used my sword to cut off his left horn. I thrust my hands into his eyes, attempting to blind him. But he was swift and strong, grabbing my hands and throwing me from his body. I fell to the ground, every part of me aching, the sound of bones cracking in my ears. I was weak and exhausted, crying out in pain and clutching my injured arms. "I told you, you can never take me down, never," he taunted with his deep, terrifying voice. I tried to stand up but couldn't.

For him, it was all about Veritas. Veritas' art was something else. Bold, daring, and always exposing the dirty secrets of the rich and powerful. Alexander loved the thrill of it, even if some of those secrets hit close to home. The fact that no one knew Veritas' real identity just added to the excitement. He stepped out of his car, not bothering to smooth his rumpled shirt. Who cared what he looked like? He was Alexander Elysian, after all. The gallery was quiet, with only a few patrons wandering about. Perfect. He made his way upstairs to the spot where Veritas' work was usually displayed, but to his disappointment, the space was empty.

Selena's voice rang out, her command halting my every movement. James ignored me completely, instead taunting, "Selena, don't play these little games with me. You think if your brother confesses and goes to jail, you'll finally be free? You really think that's how it works?" He chuckled. "You're nothing but a toy I've used before. You've forgotten how you begged for me, haven't you? Come on, call out to me one more time. Let's see if you still can." The weight of his words hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me frozen and speechless.

"We will see who wins first, Brother," He stood up and smirked at me, sparking a challenge I won’t back away from. "Either your revenge... or my extortion?" My smirk also grew wider as I replied strongly, having no intentions of failing. "We will see," He let out a quiet jeering laugh and left me all alone in my undesirable thoughts after starting a lethal game. I stared at the crack in the glass with a blaze igniting in my eyes as I threw the glass away, shattering it to pieces.

Since Klaus wanted to participate in the game," the MC voice sounded, 'he will have it done with Luna, according to the rules. So, Luna let's see the paper with you to know the kind of game we'll play tonight and let's not forget that you all is our audience. You have the right to sight your opinion and opt in anytime." I opened the paper that has been wrapped in my sweaty hands. "GAME OF THRONES" I read out loud.

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

He wants the owner. "Fester's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Levi, seeking further clarification. His mind raced, trying to process the gravity of the situation. Sangre's name carried weight and significance in their world, a figure feared by many for his ruthless nature and thirst for power. "Sangre," Fester repeated, his voice tinged with a mix of caution and concern. He followed Levi's gaze and spotted the figure standing by the gate, a dark silhouette against the backdrop of the looming night. Fester's mind raced, contemplating the implications of confronting someone as formidable as Sangre. He knew that their encounter would require careful navigation, as any misstep could have dire con

“Winston will come for me.” Killian’s lip curled in a sarcastic smirk. “Winston doesn’t care, Sansa. He’s done with you.” I wanted to fight, I wanted to argue. But brfore I could respond, the sound of tires screeching reached my ears. The faint hum of engine was coming closer. Then, the rusted gate of the arena slammed open. And I couldn’t believe what I saw. A small army of men entered. Killian's thugs tried to stand their ground, but they were outnumbered, overpowered.

And still yet, that remains the least confusing thing, as what is, is the finding of the stake of Adonis, which was used to kill King Orrin. So many questions left unanswered, because yet, I never expected the Lord of the heavens to let such happen, without giving us any kind of sign. Still yet still, it is still a sign from him that each and every God he created is now in danger, meaning a new supernatural has risen, or it could be a supernatural who has always been there.