Novel & Cerita Tywin Lannister Oc Fanfiction

"They are the anchors. And if they lose their innocence today, this world loses its soul." I watched as my twins reached the throne, their tiny hands pressing against the base. They weren't trying to fight Tatiana; they were trying to override her. The throne room seemed to stretch, the walls blurring as the twins channeled their energy into the floor. The black rot screamed—a soundless, psychic shriek that forced everyone in the room to their knees. Tatiana, halfway to the throne, was knocked back by a wave of pure, concentrated light that erupted from the base of the seat.

Hot tears began streaming down my face as I weakly walked on, trembling legs to face Seraphina, who was holding the hand of the man I once loved. “Why…?” It was the only word I could manage, the only thing my exhausted mind could process amidst the torment and piercing pain in my heart. “Aurora, open your eyes. Prince Lucent has never loved you. It was out of duty that he, the strongest in Pine city, will date the girl from the strongest clan,he courted you out of duty not to love Rory, but who would have known that you can't even light up the lowest colour” she laughed evilly.

Alpha Tyrion rubbed his forehead, " This over confident omega jumped in. I can't believe this. How dare she? " He turned up towards me with a rage in his eyes and I backed off to save myself from any slap coming my way. "Tyrion! Get away from her. " His eyes showed the fierce yellow and a snarl left his mouth. But eventually, he calmed down. I trembled at the thought of his fury against me. Was he trying to control his rage all the time in the car? "I am so glad and proud of Celine for taking a part in the competition to the throne. She is brave enough to shut them up. You both will win for sure. "

Owen said as he walked over and kissed me on the lips; I looked at Lanox, and I swear that at any moment, I would see him throw himself at Owen and rip his head off. "Maybe we can do a double wedding since they are twins and should share everything," Lanox said with a very husky voice, and I didn't like his way of emphasizing the word share; he is insane if he thinks I will share it with Arya, besides I shouldn't even think about that, I am with Owen, and if I didn't plan to be with him now, I would accept it before giving Lanox the pleasure of seeing me suffering for him.

This is Asher's twin, Axel, the Lycan King. And that’s a problem because every cell in my body is saying that the most dangerous Lycan on the continent, my brother-in-law to be, is actually my fated mate.

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

the second man known as Tyrion concluded breathlessly with his hands held together in front of him. "I've known Finlay since I was fifteen, we were in love, we fought wars together, and went hunting together," it was Elodie's turn. Despite the fact that she was somewhere between having her entire world crumbling into pieces, Ophelia still noticed that the woman was dressed like an actual woman this time.

"You meant that you've failed. Just like the one before you. And the one before him. And every other trembling fool who's stood in this room and offered me explanations instead of results." "Y-Your Majesty..." the healer whispered, his composure cracking. "Please... just seven more days. I beg you. I'll make her wake. I swear on my life!" "Seven days?" A cold laugh escaped him. "She’s been lying here like a fucking corpse for fourteen days already. Fourteen. Are you seriously suggesting I give your incompetent ass yet another week to disappoint me?" Fourteen days? I'd been unconscious for two weeks. The realization made my stomach drop. For two whole weeks, I'd been lying helpless in the Lyc

Lucien’s long speech hung in the air like a death sentence, and Klein felt his heart sink into his stomach. "And did I ever promise you that I would never break your rules? Have you forgotten who I am?!" Klein shot back, his voice full of defiance even as fear gnawed at his insides. The question only made the twins' expressions darken further, their jaws tightening with barely concealed anger. "Since you're so proud of being a rebellious Omega, then let's see how well you can stand this punishment," Lucien stated flatly, and immediately gestured to Lysander, who nodded in response and broke into a wide, menacing grin as he looked at Klein.

"So he has said and said. And so I say, let us do this thing. Even these grapes could be no more ripe than that city, my old friend." The serving girl returned with his ale. Davos gave her a copper. "Might be we could take King's Landing, as you say," he said as he lifted the tankard, "but how long would we hold it? Tywin Lannister is known to be at Harrenhal with a great host, and Lord Renly . . . "