Tyrion Books Novels & Stories

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

'He taught me how to love but not how to stop. ' ~ Celine's POV : Alpha Tyrion glared at me, waiting for an answer. I gulped the saliva down my throat as to find words to calm him down. "You deserve the throne... " I whispered. He raised his left brow suspiciously, " And you don't want that to happen. " I shook my head, " I will do my best to be on your side forever. " He slammed the door of the car angrily and before getting in the seat he muttered, " I don't want you by my side. "

He dressed swiftly, in plain, dark clothes, and descended into the waking castle. Leigh felt the prince's presence before she saw him. It was a change in the air pressure, a shift in the morning's soundtrack—the distant clang of the forge pausing, a maid's chatter cutting off. She finished a disarming maneuver that sent Petyr's sword spinning once more, then turned, wiping sweat from her brow with the back of her wrist.

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I said, peering out from behind the book in my hand, "I really wanted to know what happened to Diana and am waiting for her and Matthew to get together." "Really, is that what you are waiting for?" He asked, stealing a glance towards Draco, "I will have to re-access if you like fantasy novels or romantic ones. I mean, I gave you ‘A Discovery of Witches’*, and instead of asking about the missing alchemical manuscript Ashmole 782, you want to know when Diana and Matthew will sort out their feelings?" "Girls, dude, they are just wired that way," Draco added. "God, you two are such babies still complaining about girls. Rooting for the lead couple is so normal and human." I scolded.

The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe) Book 1: Tryss (In Progress) Book 2: Reya (In Progress) Book 3: Raven (In Progress)

The silence and sorrow written on his face were all she needed. “I might be defective, Tyrion, but I am still a wolf. You know that! You’ve been there my entire life and you’ve seen it.” “I’ve seen it alright? I’ve witnessed it all. You are fast, and smart and strong, just like any other feline, but the fact remains Raine, you are not a wolf. You don’t even have the Spirit inside of you. Damn it Raine! You don’t even hear her voice. We can’t exactly call you latent because you don’t hear her!” Tyrion yelled.

An IV. I stared at the needle embedded in the back of my hand, my breath catching in my throat. My heart leapt wildly. “What is this…?” My voice came out hoarse. Dry. Like it belonged to someone else. Then the memories slammed into me without mercy. An abandoned building. The smell of dust and rusted metal. Nick crying in the video they forced me to watch. Men holding knives. I shot upright, making the machine beside my bed beep faster. “Nick! Nicholas!”

Five years after the children came home, Lyanna turned nine and Kael turned seven, and the palace had long since reorganized itself around the fact of them in the way that spaces reorganized around permanent inhabitants. The library had a section that was specifically Lyanna's, not formally designated but understood by everyone who used the space — three shelves at her eye level that migrated upward every year as she grew, currently containing astronomy, advanced magic theory, two volumes of demon history, and one novel that she had read six times and would not discuss the contents of with anyone, which Adrian respected and Cassian found mysterious and Kael had attempted to read the summary