Targaryen Oc Novels & Stories

she replied and pointed her finger straight at Draco… It would be a white lie if I say I was shocked, neither was Albert but Tara…she…she looked little shaken with this new piece of information that was thrown in her face by her mother, Tara kept her eyes at Draco and then budge it on me…it looked as if she was waiting for me to deny her mother accusation but honestly I wasn’t willing to lie…. because there was no way one can lie in front of soothsayer… they predict future…. thing that they see can and cannot happen…it is part of destiny but everything that they see is true….it is like their third omen eye which allow them to see real form of any human…and here it was Draco….she saw his real

ARIA I was about to take a shower when I heard someone knocking on my door. I put my dress back on and walked barefoot to open it. When I saw Tyrion standing in the corridor with his crimson eyes pointed at me, I froze. His hands were still dirty from Jack's blood, and his whole body was trembling in scarcely restrained anger. I swallowed hard while chills ran down my spine. Had he figured out my true identity? No, I doubted that he had. I only hoped that his anger wasn't aimed at me.

Being a true blood meant the young alpha was not only stronger, he was faster more articulate with heightened sense, and healed faster than anyone else and by the age of 20, the young true blood excelled and was granted the title General. Currently, Daniel was in his room shrouded in an eerie silence, only the soft sound of chirping crickets could be heard. Daniel had his eyes fixed on a distant point as he let out a deep sigh. His chest rose and fell with the slow, frustrated breath, his shoulders sagging slightly under the weight of his own annoyance. He rubbed his temples, as he felt the tension build up in his head. Who was that lady? Why did she have such a powerful effect on him? He co

I wondered who it was this time, walking towards the door and pulling it open. It was a girl I’d never met before. She stood with a look of annoyance on her face like she didn’t want to be here. She was a head taller than me with long black hair, really beautiful. "So, you’re the one taking up Tyrell’s time these days," she said, not particularly happy about it. "You’d think it was someone even worth bothering about," she muttered to herself. "My name is Arya, and Tyrell is my mate," she declared, exerting her dominance as well as marking her territory.

People in the north barely talk about him too, but they are aware of him. "I was fascinated to hear about you and was more grateful that the north has you now that we are facing a crisis over the increasing number of insurgents. I was really anticipating having a conversation with you, Raenerys the Conqueror." The voice he has is a mixture of Nevil and Acheron. Even his face resembles the faces of the Lancaster siblings. No wonder; it runs in the blood.

I stressed the last word in mockery while simultaneously rolling my eyes. He clenched his fists, his face turning red with anger. "You think you're so clever, don't you?" He spat, his voice filled with venom. I smirked at him, knowing that I had gotten under his skin once again. "What else am I if not clever? Have you forgotten that I am the daughter of my mother?" I raised my brow at him and tilted my head sideways. He let out a frustrated growl and took a step closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, how could I forget? As the prodigy daughter of the great and mighty mother," he spat. I could see the fire in his eyes as he continued to challenge me.

Who was this? “My name is Alaris De Vontia! Son of the Past King and Queen of House Zoter, Bearer of the Death Gem and the Heir of the Lost Throne. I am the Saviour that was promised. I have come to bring you freedom, and rain fire on the armies of the White King! Vengeance will be ours! We will take our rightful place in Vestros and all our enemies shall bow at our feet! I am your Prophecy!” He paused, looking around, his eyes zeroing on Nyka. “If any of you wish to challenge me, then declare it now. I just might be merciful while granting you death.”

I said smiling at her and handed her the cup with my blood. She took it and looked me in the eyes, "I Arya Knox, princess of Zanaerys, daughter of Alpha Maximo Knox and Luna Hannia Knox accept you my King Alpha Lanox North as my mate and life partner and I accept my bond with the North Clan as their Luna Queen, I promise to be fair and protect them." said Arya and I could not help but raise my head with pride, as she took from the cup, drinking my blood, sealing our union with her words.

Personality description: cautious, Charming, reliable, discreet, observant, precise, rational, encouraging. Family: Leon Evans (father), Julia Stuart (Mother), Chase Evans (twin brother), Emily Evans (adoptive older sister), Dhario Evans (grandfather), Olivia Evans (step-grandmother), James Evans (uncle) Friends: Reggie Stevens (Beta, best friend), Danica Green (Girlfriend), Edgar Brown (friend), Isabella Frome (friend). Arya Silver Age: 17 Race: Werewolf Rank: Rogue Physical description: 5’7ft tall, hourglass athletic body, long straight black hair, round brown eyes, heart-shaped face, pointy nose with heart-shaped full lips.

TARA “Stop manipulating our father to return your titles and job. That’s not gonna happen, and if I become a king, I’ll make sure you won’t step into Serevian soil ever again. You’re a disgrace to Serevia, you ungrateful shrew!”