Novel & Cerita Sansa/margaery

Meave Spelman. 3 days. That's how long I've been stuck in Cressida woth a stupid gold collar on my neck disabling my ability to perform magic nor communicate with my Family or anyone witch at all. I've been stuck in his Mansion but I had the company of Anessa; Xavier and Xander's Little sister. Meryl; Xander's mate who is pregnant. Anessa is some kind of Spiritual Vampire. She sees the past and future and can communicate with the dead. And many other things.

Dagon landed on Johan’s head. “Welcome back,” said Dorin. Azra blinked at him with her pale pink eyes. “So, this is the dragon...” Margarette marvelled. To her surprise, Dagon hopped down from Johan’s head and landed on her shoulder. He stretched his wings and shook himself, knocking off her cap. Long, fiery red hair fell down her shoulders. “Ah, I didn’t get to pin my hair properly this morning...” Mar tried to fix her hair, but Dagon kept clawing at it.

, she wondered out loud. “Seriously, who is this woman?!” Vaughn gave up on his frustration and asked again. John hummed half-amused and turned to him with a helpless sort of indulgent smile, “Marcia Skywalker”, he said and grinned at their amusement at her name and he nodded, “She’s ~Zen’s~ mentor”, he informed, “For his admittance into Hale Academy: University of Sui Generis”, he stated proudly. Yana squealed, “Oh My God!” she capitalized each word verbally and jumped up and down, “John, you must be so proud!” she shrieked at decibels bats would envy, her husband winced.

Said the troll elder as he moved forward towards the rolling rocks. While Tia was still looking at the trolls rolling down the hill, roots from and trees uprooted. While she was still looking at that they covered the whole house covering every opening there was. “Bloody Matias!” said Tia irritated, Matias was one of the powerful wizards from the North, he was stubborn and always believed in conspiracy theories. She was not surprised that he was swayed by the seer, the man is good with words.

She asks in a calm tone. “Everything.” I say leaning forward in my chair as I place my elbows on my knees. She looks so tiny in her cage. Exposed, vulnerable. I’ve always thought it was funny how puny humans are with respect to werewolves. “Tell me everything.” “My name is Morgana Dracarys. I’m 18 years old and I’m a slave. Your slave.” Dracarys. Not a name you hear often. I’m only five years older than her. I watch her twist her face as she starts saying her next words.

Elantra’s POV I was unable to bear this tension, danger and peril as I watched the cold steel of the blade pressed against Malie's skin and her life hanging on a thread, depending on the whim and mercy of mercurial vampiric Fae. With determination, I spoke out: "King Kandreah, I, Elantra Proserpina Morterey of Wengarthria, am hereby granting you permission to enter the main Macabantran encampment and any of the subrealms of Wengarthria, which are under my jurisdiction! I have done what you asked for, now leave my sister alone”.

Sarah said, turning me around to face the mirror. ​The emerald green silk flowed down my frame, catching the light in a way that made me look like I had brought a piece of the forest with me. My hair was swept up in a loose, elegant bun, a few stray tendrils framing my face—a soft contrast to the sharp, cold world we were about to enter. ​"You look breathtaking," Sarah whispered, her excitement momentarily softening into genuine pride. "Luke Cromwell isn't going to know what hit him. And Mateo? He’s going to be tripping over his own feet."

“Currently, there’s only one in the world, mom.” “That’s impossible! He has a mate and a family. This must be some sort of mistake.” “The present alpha is a she. She’s the daughter of alpha Rodrigo.” Dylan clarified what he meant. “You can’t be mated to someone from the Pride pack. That’s outrageous!” His mom yelled, to his surprise. How could she still be in denial after all he just explained? “And why is that, mom?” “Because those people are extremely dangerous. They are known for practicing magic. Dylan, they have casted a spell on you.”

maverick shouts Vera tints her neck at the symbol of submission to the alpha as feel on her knees due to the influence of the alpha aura that came off the prince at that moment in waves. "We had one job for you, and that was to take care of her, the castle is the most secure place how was she able to walk out the gate without being caught,she's an Omega and omegas are prohibited from leaving the castle" marcel says as he waited for explanation from vera.

The odds appeared overwhelming, and I could only watch helplessly from the corner, my heart aching with tension, unsure of victory or defeat. Still weakened from the drugs, Maria sat on the sidelines, silently witnessing the chaos that had erupted. “Cercei,” Maria called out weakly, drawing my attention. I hurried to her side. “He’s too strong. He derives his strength from this place,” I sobbed, my voice trembling. “You...” Maria’s voice was faint as she coughed, but it grew stronger as she continued, “You’re stronger too.” “You’re his heir, the next Alpha of the South, just like him. You draw your strength from this place,” she explained urgently. “Show him, Cercei.”