Tywin Lannister Novels & Stories

"I told him it was a misunderstanding. That you were just being a friend and that there was nothing else." Tywin looked at me. His face was tired, but his eyes were steady. "Did he believe you?" "I do not know. He brought you back and that is what matters." Tywin nodded slowly. He picked up his gear from where he had dropped it and slung it over his shoulder. "He is jealous, Solyn." The words landed quietly. Just the truth, the way Tywin always gave it to me. I stared at him, my eyes widened in disbelief. "What?"

"Which means that I'll have to fight alongside wolves I don't fully trust." Tyrion chuckled. "I cannot send you an army, but I could suggest a few… mercenaries." My mouth curled up. "Mercenaries?" "I could unofficially delegate both of my Gammas—Zane and Logan—along with a few others... let's say ten warriors who don't hate you. How's that sound?" His suggestion made my grin spread across my mouth. "An excellent idea, friend." Tyrion laughed. "I thought you might like it."

Sometimes you just get a bad apple. “But sometimes the whole tree is rotten.” Santos growled. I opened the door and kicked it open, growling. “What?! Who are you?! Don’t you know who we are?!” Tyrion’s father shouted as I pushed him again the wall. “Where is Alpha Jayden?” I asked. Tyrion’s father laughed, “you’re too late. My son will soon be Alpha.” He stared ahead, something most people did when they mindlinked someone. “Don’t you dare tell your son.” I growled.

Katie Said. Alpha Tyrion growled angrily, " I don't think that we have to waste time in finding the clues because we know what he did and I want to punish him for the crime he has committed in the past. I will make him tell me about the whereabouts of your parents if they are alive! "

' This earned him quite the glances as many wondered why he was behaving like this. Lavana, who had abruptly awakened, gotten comfort from her mate and was about to doze off again on the comforting chest of her mate, was moved to attempt standing but her mate stopped her. She looked at him in disbelief, pointing at Tyrion. Hearing the word 'Father' had made her open her eyes wide. "That... That's your son?" "Yeah," he replied smugly. "Told you you won't be able to hug him." She sighed in defeat as she dropped her hand. "You win."

I couldn’t help thinking about Game of Thrones when Tyrion Lannister catches his father, Tywin on the toilette just before he shot him, especially due to Paul Bennett's uncanny resemblance to the actor who played Tywin. Just as Grayson predicted, Paul instantly accepts his son’s call. “Grayson, oh thank God! For heaven’s sake, tell me, what’s going on? Why all this cloak and dagger with your old man?” “Sorry about that, but I had to be sure before I said anything. But before I start,” he glances at me and tilts the screen to capture my image too. “I have my Lady, Abigail, here with me. I’ll thank you to treat her with all the respect accorded the title. If at any time you don’t, I’ll end the

“Wait, wait, wait. Hold on one goddamn minute here. Backtrack.. Who is the boytoy, and are you saying you killed my men?” “I had to kill them, Tywin. They were attacking us, we were severely outnumbered and they were crazy. And this is Prince Lucas, Silvan’s little brother and my personal plaything. And no, you cannot have him.” “You have a brother?” Tywin turns to Silvan, sounding more angry at the fact that I’m here than his men are dead. “Yes, so? You lied to me Tywin.” “I lied? That rich coming from you, Silvan.” Tywin answers, his voice rising.

“You think you can play me, Bianca. Pretend to consider my offer while your people trail mine. You’re not subtle.” She didn’t flinch. “I didn’t think I needed to be.” That earned a low laugh. “God, you’re magnificent. But it's dangerous.” He stepped closer, voice lowering to something near a whisper. “Your strength is admirable but strength is always targeted.” Her lips curved, but her eyes were ice. “And weakness is always punished. What’s your point?” “The Vipers weren’t acting alone,” he said softly. “There’s another storm coming, one that won’t care who holds the crown when it hits.”

“Shut up, Mando!” “Oh for the sake of the Goddess, Theon. Who is she going to tell this to, huh? The walls? Her old lady friend? She is trapped here. Like all of us.” I gave Mando a big smile! He is giant. A gentle and fair giant. And everyone here respects him. Even Alpha Tywin. Which is probably why he doesn’t fear him as the others do.

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.