Song Of Ice And Fire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“After that, I promised myself I’d never let anything like that happen ever again. Never let the fans get too close. Any one of them could be some raving lunatic.” “Yeah, I remember seeing something about that,” Jade says. “She thought that you were a demon, or a vampire or something, right Felix? And that she was saving the world or something? Right?” He adjusts the rearview mirror to look into Felix’s eyes. Felix stares coldly back at him, before replying, “Right.” At that moment the notes of Déjà Vu blossom in the quiet air, the gentle ebb and flow of Felix’s distant voice as he sings like the whispering of a ghost.

But what was ripping my sanity away piece by piece was not the fever; it was the broken murmurs that kept escaping her parted lips. “Mark... no...” Ivy groaned in the middle of her delirium, her back arching subtly while her nails dug into the bedspread. “Mark... the bond... burns…” Every time that goddamn name came out of her mouth, I felt like my entire body was going to explode from pure sociopathic rage. My claws extended involuntarily, tearing the silk sheets with a sharp sound. My Lycan, Fenris, roared with claws out in the shadows of my mind, demanding that I extirpate any connection that connected my female to the outside.

So as I play, I make sure to let my fingers stumble, and my voice warble, but only enough to make my performance believable. I've been playing this game for decades, and I'm a master at it. At the end of my first set, I sing my new piece, a song about revenge and regret. "For Millicent," I begin. And it isn't a lie. I wrote this song for the human girl named Millicent who grew up to become my lady wife, Queen Carnelia Majere. This song sings my truth, about how I will destroy the dragons who have tortured and killed her, avenging her honor with my two hands covered in their blood.

I hugged my shredded dress pretending that it was Fenrir and I moaned as I kissed it. "Let's get to the Jacuzzi," in my imagination, Fenrir had carried me into the Jacuzzi but in reality, I had walked into the Jacuzzi myself. "I love to see your face every day," I imagined the things that Fenrir would say to me every day and just like that, I trailed down to my center and thrust In my finger inside of me. I moaned and closed my eyes imagining that Fenrir was there with me.

It was as if I were on cloud nine, and all that filled my head was the imagined scene of romance between me and the Lycan prince. I broke the hug and darted my eyes toward my foster brother, who was still standing like a statue, flicking his eyes around. "Why aren't you happy?!" I whined, and his brows furrowed together. "Who says I am not happy? Wow! I am very elated to hear you will be having your dream man while we also gain more powers by merging with the Lycans." He spoke out in his deep baritone, which was really pleasing to the ears.

“The claim that a song can suppress the madness is nothing but a rumor. Faye and I are truly in love, and no one can tear us apart. Today, I hereby dissolve my engagement to Ayla! His gaze fell on me, filled with pure disgust. At his words, the crowd below erupted into an uproar. My fogged mind suddenly cleared. The searing pain of silver poison still lingered in my body as if it were only yesterday. I forced myself to stay calm and scanned my surroundings. I quickly realized — I had been reborn. Seeing that I said nothing,Corbin's expression turned even darker. He walked up to me, holding Faye's hand, and sneered, "Ayla, your clan spread the rumor that the song of a she-wolf with the Moon G

Looking up, my mouth cracks open as I let out into the air. "I am in love with Veil," I yell again. "I love Veil Nightsaw. My stepsister!" At that, Ice Gate cracks slowly, snow plummeting over the ground, reacting to my deepest secret. I love Veil. Tbc.

The longing for him filled my dreams, a haunting melody echoing through the night—a reminder of the forbidden love that bound us, even as the world sought to keep us apart. **** The sound of soft stone against glass roused me from the depths of a dream—a rhythmic tapping that beckoned like a distant melody. I found myself in a familiar place—a moonlit room adorned with the trappings of youth and innocence, filled with the scent of parchment and ink. I was not Altair here; I was Vale, the Alpha King’s son, locked away for a crime of the heart.

“Do you like this song, Rohi?” A wave of heat overcame her body, and her cheeks turned the most beautiful shade of golden-pink as her icy persona evaporated into the air that surrounded them. His eyes shimmered with a hint of amber as she stared into them, and it was almost like someone else spoke through her the way the truth fell from her habitually untruthful tongue. “Yes, I love it. I even hear it in my dreams sometimes.” While his dark eyes darted back and forth between hers, he smiled as the words dripped from his perfect mouth like the most tempting poison ever concocted. “That’s because this is our song; the Fates had them make it for you and me.”

I can read her thoughts by her face. "Meddieee... You woke up, how are you feeling, are you ok? " Arya asked. As soon as I heard Arya I instantly recalled what happened to the girl named Arya in the fanfiction... Coz only Arya used to call Medusa as Meddieee in the entire story... Arya is the most pitiful character I ever came across till then.. 'NO Fucking Way!! This Cute furr ball had that kind of tragic death! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU SO CRUEL AUTHOR!!'