Throne Of Glass Fanfic Novels & Stories

Vireya's POV "The book is asking for something more specific. His name perhaps, a title, or something unique about him," I said out loud, running my fingers over the living book's pulsing surface. Xareth groaned, low and sharp, dragging a hand through his hair. "The heir of Crimson Dusk. The Alpha’s son who vanished with the Heartstone. Ask it that," he said, his voice thick with irritation and fatigue. I nodded slowly, and wrote the words. It appeared, Caer Tharnis, an ancient mountain fortress buried in ice.

The glass turned to dust, falling through my fingers like sand. ​"They were the best we had," Victoria said from the doorway. She looked pale, her confidence finally starting to crack. "If they couldn't bring her back, then the stories are true. She’s changing too fast, Alaric. She’s becoming something we can't control." ​"She was never something we could control," I said. I turned to look at her, my eyes a dark, swirling amber. "She is a Sterling. And now she is a Thorne. She has the fire of both houses in her blood. Of course she is winning."

And high above, in the mansion’s tallest window, Elowen Drakari stood motionless, wings of shadow unfurling behind her like she’d been waiting for this exact moment for seventeen years. Thorne’s mouth brushed my ear, accidental or not. “Hold still,” he whispered. “Your blood’s singing. If you keep struggling, I won’t be able to stop myself.” I turned my face into his neck, scales scorching his skin, and smiled through the pain. “Then don’t stop,” I breathed. His step faltered. Just once. But it was enough to tell me everything I needed to know: This leash went both ways. And it was already on fire.

“You’re letting them worship you.” “I’m not stopping them.” “Same thing.” Liora tur “My existence now threatens everything. If they don’t believe in me… they’ll destroy me.” Sera’s jaw clenched. “Then what are you going to do?” Liora looked out across the valley. And said: “I’m going to claim the Glass Throne, Then I’m going to find Kael’s last fragment, And then… I’ll decide what should burn.” Auren appeared in the doorway, breathless. “They found something.”

I said. “What? I would kill to be mated to any member of the Glass family, especially if it involves multiple mates. Except I’d prefer mine to be one girl and two boys, you know, because I’m bi. My point is, the Glass brothers are gold in our world. They are royalty. They are supreme Alphas.” “What? Elodie said an Alpha was the leader of a wolf pack, not Lycans,” I mentioned. “Yeah, Lycans are bigger. Supreme,” she said.

No writing, no instructions, just empty parchment. Disappointment crashed over me until I noticed something. In the moonlight filtering through my window, faint silver letters began to appear on the first page, glowing with the same light as my pendant. To my dearest Aria, If you’re reading this, then I am gone, and the time has come for you to know the truth. You are not broken, my sweet girl. You are powerful beyond measure. You are the last surviving heir of the Silvermoon Royal Bloodline. The curse I placed on you was born of love and desperation. I knew they would come for us. I knew we couldn’t escape. So I made you invisible, made you appear so worthless that no one would see the thre

--------------- Meanwhile, as Skye reunites with Lyanna and Arthur from the other side of the lair, Tate Glassglow was lying weakly to the ground with his black blood all over the floor. He fought against the fairy queen who effortlessly beaten him to pulp. Tate knew he was in trouble. ---------------- Tate Glassglow

I leaned back in my chair, my fingers steepling as I contemplated the implications. "Everything I've been preparing for hinges on this moment, Marcus. Lex thinks he's safe, but he has no idea what's coming." "You're not just talking about crashing the wedding, are you?" Marcus asked, his tone a bit suspicious. "You're planning to take the throne back." "Exactly," I replied, my voice low and steady. "I will bring doom upon that wedding and reclaim what is rightfully mine. And then, I will wed my brother's Luna." Marcus gasped and cleared his throat. It was something he always did whenever he was skeptical about something.