Tyrion Lannister In Books Novels & Stories

Thorne’s POV I wasn't myself right now. And I was hungry for blood. The cold night air hit my face like punishment as I tore through the forest, branches slashing across my arms, my lungs burning from the sprint. I didn’t even feel the pain. Not after what I’d just done. Not after watching the only woman who ever gave a damn about me breathe her last. I was furious — justifiably so. The path ahead opened into a clearing filled with willow trees, their drooping branches hiding the water beyond. I could hear the low rumble of an engine. And then I spotted him… Jon. That son of a bitch.

“Every time you fight, every time you survive—it sleeps. But it will stir one day and wake up.” Her words gave me a chilly feeling in my bone. How could she know that? Randall positioned himself in front of us, his hackles up and snarling. “Too much of an enigma already for my patience, Warrington.” Tell me what you came to tell me and go.” This was the part of Game of Thrones that makes it always interesting; Lyanna smiled, and then her face tensed; the mood changed instantly. The main thrust of Tyrone’s schemes is more than what you can think of. He doesn’t want Alora simply to heal his pride that was injured by her many years ago. He’s after her blood.”

I queried. “So! Take Lisa and Jayden and the price would be Lyra! Checkmate! Grab him by the balls!” Tyrion chuckled in a sinister manner. “You'd be surprised what a man can give for the life of his family. Think about that,” he said, raising his glass at me, with a wink.

“Leave for now, I will take up the case from here…” Mistress stood and bowed to him. “Would I prepare you anything?” He could only reply, "Do not be too fast—," before averting his gaze. He mind-linked his Beta back to the room after Mistress Evelyn had left. “You called on me—” Beta Tyrion drew his attention. Alpha threw the book towards him. “A recording book?” His brows furrowed, he picked it up and opened it, leafing through it. “He deals with aconite?”

THIRD PERSON'S POV Alessandro watched Carly with a smile as she walked away until she was out of sight. "Boss." Leonardo called out, bringing him back to reality. "Take this and put it safe in the vault in my office." Alessandro ordered handing the Marriage contract file to him. "Sure Boss." He said with a bow before he left. Alessandro took a seat on his favorite chair as Mr. Tyrion Lannister Luca walked in with about twelve guards. Tyrion was the only son of his father's younger brother.