Theon Greyjoy Novels & Stories

And he gladly returns the steely-eyed look in kind. I leave Joshua’s side to move forward; I clasp my hand on his shoulder; I feel it slacken beneath me and slump to a calmed set. “Who are you?” I quiz. “Do you work for the Apion’s or something?” “I look after their horses,” he says simply. I scorn him with a heated look that conveys better than what words can. He sighs in defeat and unfolds his arms, laying down his verbal forges. “I guess we got off on the wrong foot. I’m Grey. Hunter Grey,” he introduces. He outstretches his hand towards Atticus who looks down at it with a revolted expression like his hand is drenched in urine. His gaze ascends to bore into Hunter’s eyes.

she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire." Iktanne's face was wild with shock. "What insignia was it?," she whispered back. "Well, we don't know for the bell started ringing for our next class so we weren't able to get what they were saying." The blond guy, Anthony, stood up from the other end of the couch and interrupted them, saying he'll be away to get some food. He looked at Iktanne's

Closing my eyes, I remember exactly how he looked, as if the image of him has been imprinted in my mind. "I don't know," I mutter honestly. "He had silver eyes, like I've never seen before." Adrian paused. His expression suggests I just told him the most shocking news he's struggling to grasp. "That's Grayson, Lexia," Adrian insists, making my heart sink in my chest. "Grayson, as in the Alpha of Freedom?" I question. That man is the last possibly Alpha I want to have here right now. I would have preferred Noah, Alpha of Harmony to be at this meeting, despite the way it went.

Both combatants were now utterly spent, their labored breaths punctuating the air as they lay exhausted on the canvas. "I'm going to kill you!" Greyjoy bellowed, his voice tinged with a mix of desperation and determination. Despite his fatigue, he mustered the will to rise to his feet, slowly advancing towards Adams, who too struggled to regain his footing. Just as Greyjoy attempted to grab hold of Adams, Adams sprang into action, launching himself into the air, executing a breathtaking 360-degree twist before landing a devastating scissors kick on Greyjoy's neck. The impact sent Greyjoy to his knee, his eyes swimming with disorientation.

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

Ryder went back to his huge motorbike and immediately left without hesitation. Now that Grey had appeared in front of him, he had this feeling that it isn't just a coincidence. Just as what he heard in the meeting, conjurers possessed the memory of the ancients. Grey should know something about the sightings of Fhae. He took this to heart, believing for another revelation and continued to chase after a man whom he thought could be the twist that could finally settle his doubts.

"He's cold. Little Doll was trying to help this big Grey one and see that one holding the Grey-furs head? That's the one who tried to help me. Are you all godlike now? Maybe we could portal Doll to Wound. Maybe the Grey -- oh, wait. His name... His name is Priest, just like Guru's brother. Which is weird, I know." Jinx was trying to listen to Lexi but he was staring at the tom who was cradling the big Grey-fur's head. There weren't many Orangelo toms who were born with those pale stripes over nearly white fur. Even with the swirls of Markings, he was certain that he was looking at his presumed dead brother Albert. But that... There's no way that his brother ran off and became a pirate. That

"Auntie, are you okay?" "Yes child," Dagmar muttered. "Are you sure the infant was a girl?" "Positive." Chloe frowned. "Why?" "Because that means you somehow dreamt of a very rare event indeed." The old woman replied quietly. "The birth of a Shadow Wolf Queen."

Lucien listened to me, nodding in agreement. My mate is the prophesized white dragon. The champion of the nightcrawlers. There’s no mistaking it. That is why she has those purple eyes. It’s a sign of royalty and she comes from the dragon shifters bloodline. The white hair signals the color of her dragon, and she doesn’t realize this but her every time she releases her aura I break off a sweat. “But what about the nightcrawlers? This still doesn’t make any sense…” Jared muttered, cinching his eyebrows.

While Bo has a shining white head free of even a single strand of hair and a short thin (mostly gray) facial hair and smells like golden spice. Gray is standing on the left side of a semicircle made up of him, Cordelia and Bo, with cordelia being in the middle, a few yards just ahead of us. Gray’s holding a long thick metal link chain in his hands, conversing with the two. Iselyn and I stop a few feet away, just close enough to alert them to our presence and hear the conversation.