Throne Of Glass Main Character Novels & Stories

Lexi explains. "Who came up with that rule?" I asks with a raise of my brow. "Um, the moon goddess of course.." Tony answers with a tilt of his head. "That doesn't make any sense. We should be able to choose who we love. Why does this moon goddess person get to call the shots for us..?" I ask furrowing my brows. "Don't think of it like that. She didn't ....choose Reece for you. Every werewolf has a mate. Reece just happens to be yours and there's nothing you can do about it.." Lexi says.

For now… I had a place to breathe. Ronan’s POV There was something about her. Even before I stepped into the infirmary, I could feel it—an invisible thread tugging at me, whispering warnings I didn’t understand. And the second our eyes met… I knew why. Power. It wasn’t just the way her eyes shimmered with defiance despite her pain. It was what simmered beneath her skin. Coiled magic. Raw, ancient… dangerous. A kind of strength that didn’t belong in someone so broken.

I sank to the floor as my head throbbed. I heard footsteps outside the door and scrambled back to the bed. The door swung open, and a shadowy figure stood in the doorway. He flicked a switch on the wall next to the door. My eyes blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the bright light. I looked up to see Dan stood there smiling. “I did tell him you were mine.” “Why are you doing this?” I cried. “Because you are mine.”

The hall fell silent, the storm of battle broken at last. Serenya lowered her hands, shards slipping through her fingers, her blood mingling with glass on the floor. She felt no triumph, only the weight of what had been lost. A crown of glass could shatter—but could it ever be remade? As silence deepened, Maelis Rowan, the seer, stepped forward from the shadows. Her voice, soft yet heavy with portent, echoed through the hall: “This was not the end, child. Shattered glass gives way to sharper edges. And those edges cut deeper still.”

Or so I hoped… Yet within the next moment, darkness swallowed me again. When I woke up the second time, the scent of burning was gone and was replaced by something softer — clean sheets, flowers, and fresh air. I sat up, my limbs heavy with exhaustion and my thoughts in utter confusion. That’s when I saw a slightly familiar girl sitting next to me. I stared back at her, stiffening at her presence. I blinked at her. “Who… are you?” “My name is Lyra.” the dark-eyed lass answered, keeping her head partially lowered in a bow. “I am your personal maid, your Highness.”

The Great Hall of the Blackwood Keep had become a battlefield of competing realities. On one side was the "Clean Room Protocol," a world of shadowless white glass and sterile logic. On the other was Lyra Thorne, a woman who had turned her own agony into a shield of violet shadow.

Rowena Silverveil. The red haired girl from the Eastern Clan who had arrived in chains and ended up in the Inner Sanctuary and healed Celdric with her bare hands and stood in the main courtyard as if the ground under her feet had always been hers by right. The girl Celdric talked about with the careful neutrality of someone who had decided to be careful and was not doing a very good job of it. The girl Thane watched across rooms with an expression I had not seen on his face since our father was alive. The girl who had apparently saved this fortress while I was asleep.

That I am that girl whose family was killed in cold blood by his father. That I an Aleka Gray Alistair The true queen to the throne to which he will be coronated. "I....don't .....know.......what..you" He turned me around to look into my eyes "Don't you dare lie to me Ezra!" He said trying to control his anger "I am...not" I said refusing to look into his eyes "You can lie to me as many times as you want but each time you lie remember you can't fool me.. I don't care if you are strong or not

Daughter of the werewolf king Volkan Knight and the summoner of death Thora Valentine. . . . . . Stay tuned! Book 1 To be continued. More chapters to go.......

“Guys, please. What’s happening? Just earlier today we were cool. Why are you suddenly cold now?” “After you disappeared, we were attacked by some men looking for the former Princess of Aetherion! She has white-blonde hair and striking blue eyes. Does that ring a bell?” Alex fired at me, and I shook my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. It must be some kind of mistake.” “Cut it out, Elyria. We know who you are, and we’re going to turn you in before you get us in more trouble.” “Please don’t turn me in. I beg you. I’m innocent. Cassian betrayed me. He killed my parents and took over the kingdom. I only lied to protect myself.”