Septa Game Of Thrones Novels & Stories

The screen in front of her glowed faintly in the dark room. He crossed the room slowly. “What's that?” Rosana didn’t answer. Her eyes were fixed on the screen. Her cheeks were stained with tears. Sergio looked at the screen and cursed. A flickering video. A house in flames. Children screaming. Smoke curling from shattered windows. Figures running in the chaos. Then—her. A little girl, no older than five, standing beside a woman—her mother—clutching her hands and sobbing. The camera shook.

These were what flashed in his head like he was being programmed and without a second thought, he grabbed a flower vase and smashed it on her head. “Arrgh!” Alessia screamed in pain as the base destroyed completely, its flowers falling down in bits. Immediately, the doorbell rang and he spared her a last glance, watching her groan in pain before leaving the room. It was like he was being brainwashed because desperation pushed out some actions he couldn't control. He descended the stairs with long strides and getting to the main door in the sitting room, he opened the door to see a delivery girl. Earlier, he had ordered food for both him and his fiancée.

I pat him on the shoulder before we pull apart. ------------- King Orrin's ashes lay in the jar, as every God in Serenacia stays present in the room, honouring the dead king. Octavius, the wizard of Gods, takes over the event, where Orrin takes part in burial ritual of spreading his father's ashes through the Holy line, so he can rest in peace. The signature of white attires compliments the hall, as both God and goddesses, pay due decorum and respect to the late king. My eye meets with Cicero, as the look on his face makes me feel even more guilty of knowing what I know, but still yet, I couldn't call it murder when it is indeed treason.

I didn't see her standing there, watching me leave. "This time, I'll get you back, Seb. No matter what," she whispered, her voice soft, almost lost to the hum of the airport. She glanced down at the card in her hand, then lifted her gaze toward the empty sky where Selena's plane had vanished. "Selena, your time with Seb is over. Even if that two hundred thousand was your doing, he'll never find out."

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.

“But crowns forged in shadow break under light. And soon, yours will too.” Serenya’s hands trembled, though she hid them in her gown’s folds. Every word felt like a blade, every glance a test. Yet she lifted her chin once more, forcing her heart to still. The game of thrones had begun—and in shadows, the deadliest moves were made.

Weeping Willow was a vampire dominated city, almost everyone was a vampire. Human settlements were really few due to the lack of communication with the outside world. It was wanted that way so that we could survive without worrying about the human government. It was the same way in every state and country, there was always a vampire territory for our kind. In Sydney it was Weeping Willow for us, the high order had given it to us. Yes there were lycans in weeping willow but they stayed just beyond the Crescent forest, the forest that served as fortress to us in case of emergency. I lived in the slums of weeping willow, a small village just before the Crescent forest named after the forest. Cr

He pulled his handkerchief out of his pocket and held it in front of the couple's eyes. Ryan let go of the handkerchief in his hands. Dabria and Zeus got ready. The moment the handkerchief touched the ground, Dabria and Zeus zoomed away. The vampires were barely able to see them with that speed. It took them a few minutes to cover about a thirty minutes drive. They were supitto get to the throne to be able to win the game. Dabria reached the hall of throne alone. As they both separated on their way to the Cerberus territory. Dabria was about to touch the throne when Zeus stepped out from behind the throne stone. He was half shifted into his wolf form. As Dabria saw him standing naked, she tr

After a whole night of arguing, I was tired. The only progress I made was that I had finally clarified everything with Samuel. The air was filled with the scent of freedom, and even the sky seemed to have cleared up. However, I could feel Jason's body stiffen a little. "I can explain why I took part in this game." Jason seemed to have made up his mind. But I interrupted him. "I knew about it a long time ago. I didn't find out from your phone. I'm just… tired. I don't care that you joined the game, so don't worry about it."

When she finally returned, she was accompanied by a familiar figure. "Alright, everyone. Meet my game night partner, Summer." What the fuck? What the hell was Jeanette thinking, bringing Summer home? What if something went wrong tonight and their relationship was exposed to everyone? Auntie Laurel would not be happy. I desperately hoped that we could make it through family game night without any drama. Or perhaps, I was getting too ahead of myself?