Throne Of Glass Love Interest Novels & Stories

**Tor POV** "Why all the questions, Toren?" "I'm curious. I met someone younger..." Her ice blue eyes hone in on me like two bright beacons cutting through fog. "Holy shit," she breathes out slowly. "It finally happened." "What?" "You and Kyra Callis. I knew it!" She smacks her palm down on the table triumphantly. "I always knew something was there between you two."

I wasn't willing to blame any of the Andrews males inside this room unless everything was cleared up, even though deep down I know that Theo wasn't a murderer. "You see...she still care about me" Jeffery scoffs in mockery, his weak eyes strained at his cousin. "There is nothing you can do about that because this woman standing here has loved me and invested her everything into our relationship. You don't expect all that effort to crumble with your useless interference. Obsessive love has always been your thing and it usually happens at first sight. Beatrice, Vivian, Riley and Kendall? One of them had a good experience with you, but the second one's death was mysterious." He smirked.

This is what I have waited for—the fracture, the doubt that will spread like cracks through glass until the whole facade shatters. "Yes," I whisper in agreement, leaning in again, my breath brushing her ear once more. "Aeron is the bad guy here, Sera. He does not deserve the Nightbane throne. He does not deserve your love. He stole it all through deceptive lies, just as he stole you from me." I can see the war raging inside her—the love she clings to battling the evidence I have laid bare. My own memories flood in unbidden–the times we shared before Aeron twisted everything. Her laugh still lights up my spirits. Aeron took that all from me. But now, I feel the powers shifting back into my ha

She savors the deep aroma, drinking softly, and taking each step closer to her vanity mirror. As the taste dances on her tongue, she reminds herself why she can not lose Alpha Damon. “I met him first. He belongs to me. No wonder what, he must not find out I've never been his first mate or that I used Princess Lana’s blood to deceive him.” Glass in her hand, Sera brings out the little vial filled with love potion. She's aware that consuming the love potion without Damon’s kiss bears huge consequences, yet she contemplates the idea.

“Caryln Hiddleston, I'm not as good a man as you think I am. We are not fit to love each other. I just love Aurora Gabriel.” Caryln froze, speechless. "I admit, I only love Aurora Gabriel, no matter what, I only love Aurora Gabriel. I have tried to forget her, but the image of her is always in my mind, so much so that I can still see Caryln Hiddleston I'm Aurora Gabriel. I'm madly in love with her, but she never once looked back at me." Caryln Hiddleston lowered her face, she felt that Shanley Theodore's love affair with Aurora Gabriel could not be said to give up. She was stubborn, and so was he. But she believed that Shanley Theodore would one day look back at her.

"Hmm Angel, It's nice to here again. I couldn't have you endure this torment again and so I called out to the Goddess. She and other gods trapped him in the form of the Prince. The price was I rest and not look for you and so I did. The Prince came forth essentially blocking the god. However, he was still drawn to find you. He doesn't know the reasons why, but he did and as I was informed made you queen." The man in the robes takes a vial out of his pocket. He pours the contents into a glass. Then bites his wrist dripping his blood into it. "Majesty, That was a vile of your blood I found in your chamber before.... Well you'll see. I've mixed my blood. I've always kept an eye on you at the ma

I instantly lose the warmth he was giving and my body cries at the sudden lost of warmth. He was soon next to Luc, stroking his mane. "Let's go ride him then" A/N Isabella will not end up with Andrei. He is just a possible love interest. Don't go falling for him like I have.😭

"Ancient history now. And you, little one? What's your story with Helios?" I hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. But something about Rohan's empathetic gaze put me at ease. "I love him," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "But he doesn't want to consider me because of his feelings for Valerie. It's... complicated." Rohan's eyes softened. "I understand. Loving someone who doesn't love us back can be crippling." We stood there for a moment, bound by unspoken understanding. "What about your mate?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

I slipped out of bed, needing the oblivion of caffeine and a moment to piece together the incredibly reckless, unbelievably satisfying night I’d just had with a complete stranger I’d met at O’Malley’s after far too many vodka sodas following my disastrous breakup. Padding into his minimalist living room, my eyes landed on a framed photo on the sleek, dark bookshelf. Him. Looking impossibly distinguished in some kind of formal academic robe, his hand clasped with the university president. Below it, a small, silver plaque read: “Draco Thorne, Head of Literature Department.”

“I’ve spent over ten years by his side, Elena. Ten years tending to his wounds, some he didn’t even know he had. I was there when he lost himself in Luna, and when that love died in silence.” Her eyes flicked to me, shimmering with something like defeat. “And the way he looks at you… it’s not a game.” I stopped breathing. She looked away, like she couldn’t stand her own confession. “Thorne Del Roi is falling in love again. I felt it before I believed it. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, doesn’t it?” Her voice broke slightly. “Of all people… it had to be the doppelganger of his sworn enemy.”