Tyrion Lannister Novels & Stories

It's taking me a lot of effort not to scream my lungs out. "Then how the fuck do you explain this?". He reaches into the depths of his pocket and retrieves an expensive, antique pendant with the careful inscription of Tyrion's name. My eyes widen in surprise. "I smell you all over this pendant, Valeria. You still don't know what I'm talking about?".

It's a new day and we have to go to the dining area. I knew Belinay was right and dragged myself to the shower from the bed. I got dressed and headed to the dining hall, hoping to find some food and peace. As soon as I entered, I saw Alpha Tyrion. He was sitting at the the table, looking like a king. He wore a black suit that hugged his muscular body. His dark hair was slicked back, his sharp eyes were piercing, his jaw was sharp. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen, and the most dangerous too.

Raven Hannah gave me a swift shove against my lower back, sending me stumbling forward onto the carpet. I tripped over my own ankles and fell to the floor in a trembling heap. “Who is this?” a male voice barked. My breath caught as I pushed a lock of hair out of my eyes and looked up at the man sitting in front of me. The Lycan King hadn’t come to that dinner we’d had—he had business to attend to, apparently—but I had seen enough pictures and artist renditions of the man on the news to have a pretty good idea as to his appearance.

'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.

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.

I narrowed my eyes, staring holes through him; "Oh, I get it. That madman saves the day and suddenly he’s not so bad, right?" "I'm not saying that! I'm saying... I don't want this to end in blood again. Not if there's another way. After everything we've seen in such a short amount of time." "There’s no other way, Casper. He is the reason Tyrion is dead. He’s the reason so many of our friends and allies are dead. How can you be so blinded by whatever you think he did that’s so righteous? "

Matteo Romano. He rose from the shadowed corner, towering, broad-shouldered, his black suit tailored with the precision of a king in exile. His face was carved in lines of command: sharp jaw, straight nose, lips that could give orders like death sentences. But it was his eyes that froze the blood in her veins. obsidian, fathomless and unreadable. Il Re di Ferro. The Blood King. Whispers rippled through the hall like wind through dry leaves. No one expected him here. No one dared to speak his name too loudly.

Seren said. "I've been working up to it." Nora closed the door and stayed near it not because she needed the exit, but because she wanted the distance of the room between them for this conversation. "You've been advising the Vael bloodline for three centuries. You've watched Lysander for most of that time." "For all of it," Seren said. "He was born into the court I was already serving." "Then tell me what he actually wants." She held Seren's gaze. "Not the throne. Everyone knows about the throne. I mean underneath that what he wants that the throne is supposed to give him."

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

Kyle laughs out. I go to turn to go inside because I can not watch this. We just had sex a few hours ago and now he is making out with another girl. As I turn around I run into a man built like a brick wall. Bracing myself I place my palms flat on a bare rock hard chest. I feel the smooth soft skin covering toned define muscles. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." "No problem gorgeous. I'm Dean. I don't think I've met you before." His voice is so sexy and my breath catches in my throat ask large hands settle on my hips.