Song Of Ice And Fire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I circled him once more, letting the pressure from my mana curl around him. “And as if that wasn’t enough,” I continued, my voice dripping with scorn, “you had the audacity to lay hands on what belongs to me. Tiffany. You two… in my absence, whispering sweet promises to each other, plotting to take my throne and planning for a future together.” I leaned close, sneering. “Tell me, Darius, in what world does a dog share his master’s woman?” Darius’s breath hitched, and he stammered, “My lord, please, I— Tiffany and I… we… we were mates. It was beyond our control—”

They thought I was spoiled and knew nothing but I wasn’t a fool. Frost didn’t love me. I saw how he looked at Rya. How his attention followed her even when he pretended he didn't. How his jaw tightened when she was challenged and how he defended her. She came and is threatening to take everything. The Luna title, power and the future my father had bled for. That would not happen. “If love won’t bind you,” I whispered, “then something else will.” Dark magic hummed under my skin. It answered me like an old friend, coiling round my arms.

“Then why didn’t it call you when I was starving and homeless? When I fainted in another pack’s territory? When I cried myself to sleep wondering how I would keep my babies alive?” His face twisted. “Enough.” “No,” I said. “You will listen. Because this—” I gestured between us. “—this fantasy you’re clinging to? It’s built on my pain.” He turned away, pacing the room. “You’re too emotional.” “And you’re too selfish,” I shot back. He stopped near the bed and looked down at Daenerys, who stared back at him with wide, innocent eyes. “She looks like you,” he murmured.

Schneed was treating Marv like he was male. And who was I to say he wasn’t? The fantasy world was full of strange creatures. Half man, half horse. Head of an eagle, body of a lion. Maybe Marv was one of those. The fabled chick with a dick. Didn’t appear much in Lord of the Rings, but probably turns up in A Song of Ice and Fire at some point. “Now,” said Schneed, “I’ve told you things that would be disastrous if the other side found out. Absolutely disastrous. I’m trusting you to keep all this to yourself.”

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

Christ you're one heartless human being. " Shut up Nick I don't what one of your stupid lectures right now and whose side are you on? Need I remind you you are my boyfriend not my sister's okay. And you are making it seem like like l said I wanted to kill her,chop her into a thousand pieces and flush her down the toilet jeez. Claudia snorted. Nick stood there completely dumbstruck. Then he said" so you think your sister will just give you everything just like that. " No she will not but I have a plan." Claudia said.

He added quickly, angrily, as if hating the softness in himself: “Don’t make me regret it.” Then he turned away, leaving Elara with the unspoken truth burning between them— The Fire King was not cold. He was burning too hot to touch.

THEN YOU. "So Doris why are you taking this class anyway? Lana questioned curiously. "Well, I needed a new hobby to escape from your brother's moodiness," Doris replied with a wave of her hand. "Before I get incarcerated for murdering the Frost Lord." Lana crumbled in laughter. "Frost Lord? Whoa! That nickname suits him perfectly," she boomed. "I love it!" Doris sat erect. "I mean, man is always walking around like he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders," she complained. "Turning everything to ice in his wake, making you feel uncomfortable for the slightest thing."

Whatever. Unknown Pov I walking down the street thinking about my love life when I sighted the girl that Jace was talking about... That he's inlove with eeew, I feel like puking, how can he leave me for a lowlife and a famous girl who I think doesn't even like him. FYI Jace was my ex, well, he left me before he even met that thing, she's lucky she's famous, if not she'd be gone by now.

I am the survivor of Ragnarok, the Veteran of the End When Muspell’s flames burn my body will quench them, when the Aesir speared me and roasted me, I was thrice alive, the most noble of battles was fought over me, I am the coveted prize of the Jotun, but I fly falconwild, and no man may tame me, neither Odin nor Freyr nor Ottar nor dwarven makers of Brisingamen, for I am ineffable, the Beauteous Maiden who breaks all men’s hearts, so crawl to my bosom and breathe down my arts, I shall rock you by Noatun and sing of your future wife, I will speak softly of your first love and last lullaby, I will comb out your sorrows, little one, and hold you tight. Jarngrimr winked from below on the deck: