Stag Game Of Thrones Novels & Stories

Lucian responded, as they approached the grand hall, the guards pushed open the door in their wake, and with a short polite nod of the head to Advisor Daniel, they began to discuss. "As you both already know the rule of cardinal has chosen a queen bearing the name Katherina Daventin. She is fairly young, 17 summers old I believe, and she needs to be trained in the way of a queen," Daniel stepped forth towards Lucian indicating that it was his duty. "General Williams, now that you're here the throne will be presented to you until the queen is deemed ready, as you see fit, an official decree will be passed out in the morning. Until then all hail the King!" The advisor spoke with faith not want

she said, seeing Sergio against a pilar. “It's no use.” he repeated himself, going on as if she hadn't spoken. “So don't even think about running away.” “Let me go, please.” She pleaded even though she could tell just by looking at him that he would do no such thing. "Christ, I don't even know why you want me here in the first place. It can't possibly be love." “There are sixty highly trained men on this estate who are trained to shoot to kill. If by chance, you manage to get by them, then the dogs will surely tear you apart.” He informed her, still ignoring her pleas.

Burning with possession. My heart dropped into my stomach. “Tyla,” he growled. “Step away from him.” Kyron moved instantly, pulling me behind him as his aura exploded outward. “Touch her ” Kyron snarled. “And I will end you.” Thane’s lips curved into a terrifying smile. “This isn’t over,” he said. “Not by a long shot.” The moon flared brighter. And my world cracked open.

“Your baggage is my baggage. And mine is yours.” Archer runs his hand over my hair. “You don’t have any baggage.” “I do,” I insist. “And I’d feel better if I confessed.” Archer purses his lips, trying not to laugh. “Should I prepare myself for the skeletons in your closet?” “Just don’t judge me.” “I’ll do my best.” “I used to be really into competitive robot fighting. Like really into it.” Archer looks at me, blinks, and raises an eyebrow. “That’s a real thing?”

Her Stalker is a stalker-age-gap dark romance not recommended for those under 17. Triggers include extreme sexual content, voyeurism, profanity, and dark themes. *Read at your own discretion. This story is about a stalker's love and determination for the girl he set his sights on a long time ago. Brixton started watching Harley, or his little bird when she was starting high school, and she never had a clue... But what happens when his secret is revealed?

Hahahaha. When Stella gives her husband a blow job apology. Haha. Just kill me. Thank you all for reading TAKEN, if you have any questions. Click on this line and ask them. Love you all. From : Hedi_mahlo Signed 2021

As if finally realizing this teeny-tiny chick is about to go batshit crazy all over his dumb ass, Alex's wide brown eyes shift helplessly to mine as Stacy pokes a slender finger at his massive wall-like chest. He looks like he might want me to intervene on his behalf. I almost laugh because that is so not going to happen. I'm viewing this whole thing as a teachable moment. I only hope Alex is teachable. Although, in all honesty, the jury is still out on that one. From what I've seen tonight, my guess is probably not.

Adam grumbled at Uncle Austin. Uncle Austin then looked at the black square-shaped item embedded in the marble table, Uncle Austin smiled. "They didn't hide the stove, Lord." Uncle Austin answered patiently. “The stove you have been looking for is behind you. It's black and square." He continued. Adam finally looked back, it was true. The stove had actually been seen earlier, but he thought that it was part of the table. The picture or pattern on the table.

I'm never going to make that mistake. Nevertheless, I'm not going to allow all of what Celine said to get in the way. I know she wants to get to me so I can give up, but that's not happening. It takes two to tango, and am an expert dancer. Darren hasn't admitted that's he's with Celine yet, so that means there's still hope. Watch out for me... The game just got real..... . . . Natalie's P. O. V

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.