Sansa X Tyrion Novels & Stories

The Lord’s gaze now fell on the young prince who gave a deep bow. “I have heard about you from my friend Johan!” he continued, earning a raised brow from Johan. “I am a fire mage myself, and like Johan, I, too, am an advanced earth and metal mage. If it is not much trouble, I would love to join Johan and have the privilege of learning from you!” Lord Ombra kept silent, staring at Xander with a frown. “You are an Alcione from the direct line?” he finally asked. “That is right, Lord Ombra.” Xander replied with a wide smile.

Theo scoffs under his breath at the affectionate way I addressed my father. My attention turned to him. “You have a problem?” “None at all, Young Lady,” … He pauses, readjusting his glasses with his middle finger. “Yet.” I recognized the threat in his gesture, so I responded by utilizing his deceptive technique. I push the coffee cup in front of me while maintaining eye contact, then quickly press a bit of sugar inside before it melts. Nice to know. His most devoted soldier, Sander, becomes rigid and raises his hand to his rifle as he furrows his brows. He is as ruthless as his immediate supervisor despite having feminine looks and a petite build for a guard.

The truth that I was not my parents’ real child, and Steven’s betrayal, hit me all at once. I walked aimlessly along the crowded sidewalk, letting my body bump into strangers passing by. Without realizing it, my steps stopped in front of a dark glass door with a flickering neon sign. Xander Rosemary. The scent of tobacco and alcohol wafting from inside seemed to call out to me, promising a world where pain could be traded for numbness. I had never drunk alcohol before, but tonight, I just wanted to stop being Meggie. I wanted to stop feeling my own heartbeat.

Lyra’s POV. I wiggled around the chair trying to get off the ropes that bound me with the chair, anger and fear cursing through me as I stared at Xavier's dark deep orbs that exuded venom and the smug smile that spread against his lips. "Why are you doing this, Xavier?" I spat, firing my words at him like bullets. His smile grew wider. "You're just a pawn in a bigger game, Lyra. This is about Sage. Don’t worry princess, I may or may not hurt, so I won’t make any promises”

What do I do? He was going to explain later how he was able to link me. For now, I would throw him a bone. I smiled at Sansa and moved over to link my arm with hers. Then I led her closer to Jaxon who looked completely stunned. “Sansa, this is Jaxon. Jaxon, this is Sansa. She’s one of our elite warriors,” I said, smiling at them both. Sansa’s eyes wandered from him to me and back to him. Then she bowed her head to him. Why would she bow her head? I was so very confused right now.

Alejandro chased after the marquis, while Xander walked slowly to Tyrone who was on the brink of death. “Let me heal him, brother. Please…” Xander looked at Tyrone and he shook his head. Tyrone’s condition wasn’t healable. He let Sera hug Tyrone and she put her glowing hands to Tyrone’s chest. Sera knew that it was futile but she still tried her luck. “Tyrone, please open your eyes. I haven’t apologized for doubting you, yet!” “But I know that you trust me…” Tyrone coughed out blood. “And I’m happy that you loved me. I apologize for being not able to stay by your side for long.”

he asked worriedly. "In this life, not everyone can get second chances. Adding another 10,000 more for my speech won't be a problem, right?" Phoenix questioned, wearing a smile that sent chills down Tyrion's spine. Why did he not notice it all this time? This murderous aura was something even his late dad didn't have. This Phoenix must be a demon wearing wolf skin! His sixth sense told him not to provoke this guy. "Haha, I will add the money since you're very good-looking. That's $70,000. Don't worry, I'll transfer it to Rolandro." Tyrion laughed nervously and Phoenix let go of his collar.

Entering the living area a little while later, they found Jaime, Ace, Kass, Marcus,Royd Grace, Lydia, and Sansa. The smell of Onyx and Tasha’s combined scents seemed to hit everyone at once, because they were all smiling—even Sansa, despite that it was fake.

But it appears a little golden in my room, lit by flickering candles. Sarah hums a gentle melody. She seems to enjoy taking care of me, but I'm never sure why. How someone could ever find delight in serving others is beyond me. "Quiet tonight, Madame." Sarah looks at me in the mirror. She has a lot more color on her face than I do, with pink cheeks and vivid blue eyes. The Nirnsich house ruled the isles of Triule, where Sarah was born. Though Agnarys don't generally associate with the Nirnsich, I've always wanted to visit Triule because of its beaches. Perhaps it's because our ideals are too dissimilar from one another. Agnarys are known for their enhanced strength and resilience, whilst Nir

"You meant that you've failed. Just like the one before you. And the one before him. And every other trembling fool who's stood in this room and offered me explanations instead of results." "Y-Your Majesty..." the healer whispered, his composure cracking. "Please... just seven more days. I beg you. I'll make her wake. I swear on my life!" "Seven days?" A cold laugh escaped him. "She’s been lying here like a fucking corpse for fourteen days already. Fourteen. Are you seriously suggesting I give your incompetent ass yet another week to disappoint me?" Fourteen days? I'd been unconscious for two weeks. The realization made my stomach drop. For two whole weeks, I'd been lying helpless in the Lyc