Targaryen Novels & Stories

With that said, Beggar King did not continue as Tyr was deep in thought. The amount of information contained within the two short sentences was simply overwhelming. First of all, War Emperor— War Emperor was the Lord of Six Doors. Tyr did not expect him to be of the Four Noble Imperial Families of the Imperial Capital City. To think the actual name of the Lord was Silas Regulus; what a domineering name. The other was Mad King, Dalton Alroy—whether it was the surname or the title of Mad King, it allowed Tyr to relate him with Mad King because he had the berserk blood within him. His mother was also surnamed Alroy.

Kael was about to strike the kid, but then the king stopped him with a warning glance. “I see you’re as cold as most members in our family, all except for your father …” “Our family? My father? Are you messing with me?” Arth clenched his fist. He tapped his left waist but he seemed to realize his sword hadn’t been with him. “The color of your eyes confirms it all,” the king replied. “You are indeed a direct descendant of my brother, Letholdus Aragon.” “What are all these nonsense things you are saying?” “You have the royal blood of House Aragon, the Chosen Family, Descendants of Glaceus, and Protectors of the North.”

And as Morrigan walks near Frey the air in the room suddenly turned cold. Morrigan stood in front of Frey at a safe distance, pulled the ribbon that is tying her hair, and let the braids unravel themselves, letting her hair fall like water finally able to come back the stream to live. Frey shivered as a cold breeze touches her skin as she take a better look at the young lady standing tall in front of her. Her back is straight, her elbows folded in perfection as she plays with the ring on her thumb as her hands rest in the middle of her torso. Morrigan gave her a soft smile. "You are right. I am from Hymir, and that I am from a powerful family. My family's name could be heard everywhere in ou

Lisa stated disgusted. “I won’t be surprised, that girl was a gold digger, it was even evident in the way she tried to steal Brian from me and pin that bastard child of hers on him. Useless girl.” Thelma looked more pissed as she remembered she had lost to Cindy on her quest to win back her best friend’s brother. Lisa looked at her friend in amusement, the poor girl had always had a crush on her brother, but it had turned to and obsession after sometime, Lisa knew it wasn’t healthy but she just couldn’t bring herself to intervene.

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

I still couldn’t believe that Warrick’s daughter was my mate, kind of ironic how that happened I guess. With the fact that his son had been mated to my sister Leona, thinking back to how pissed off Sean had seemed last night at the revelation that his sister was my mate I could only imagine he would not be supportive of me being Arya’s mate, but it didn’t bother me one bit. I didn’t care what he thought of me, my sister had been betrothed to King Masson’s son, Addrich. It had been an arranged marriage from before they were even born, it was to strengthen our alliance with our northern neighbor and at the time we didn’t have any alliance with Warrick.

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

"And how am I to do that, if I go east as you counsel?" He ate an olive and spit out the pit into his palm. "I do not know, Your Grace," he admitted, "but I do know that the longer you remain in one place, the easier it will be for your enemies to find you. The name Targaryen still frightens them, so much so that they sent a man to murder you when they heard you were with child. What will they do when they learn of your dragons?"

Prince Julien replies. “It seems it is,” she sighs. The two continues to gather their thoughts. Later that afternoon, the ruler of Inglaterra, Princess Ariana’s father, King Gregor Tyrell enters Tracy with gifts and his grand army to defend against the southwest. King Gregor Tyrell of the royal house of Tyrell is the seventeenth king of Inglatera. The rule of the Tyrell’s began during Gregor’s great-grandfather, Duke Desmond. Desmond won an internal strife in the kingdom. The other nobles rallied behind him and they all supported his ascension to the Inglateran throne.

"Aren't you just discriminating them?" "Hmp! What about you? You surely just went with your guts and wrote those you personally know." Zelda recognizes no more than half of the faces and names of the people on the list, but she is aware that most of these people are aristocrats who goes in and out of the palace. Hence, Anne must be personally acquainted with them. "What else am I supposed to do? Let's take Kiefer as an example, his family is not even practicing magecraft but he's an exceptional mage," Anne said, earning a raise of brow from Zelda who is quite familiar with the person she just mentioned.