Viserra Targaryen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

anger gripped her tightly, Valerie spoke before her mind caught up with what she had done. "No!" She snaps, her tone held a lethal edge foreign to her ears. Watching her former Alphas' expression twist into surprise. "I will not become a rogue. I promise you that." He saw the promise in her eyes, familiar to the look he'd given her earlier when he promised to kill her. Her eyes burned like fire and brimstone. But he gave a single glance at her weak, pathetic figure and scoffed. "We shall see. Until next time, daughter." And as the lighting cracks open the sky, he's gone. Left in a world unknown to her; a world of strange creatures, Kings and Queens, darkness and light all sewn together by m

"Eliana birthed Valerina, the small beautiful girl with golden eyes and hair... I was the first one to hold her in my hands... I was there with her, that time I didn't know what she has done to Serenity." Robert recalled the memories. "Valerina wasn't human, she inherited all the powers of Eliana... Her little fingers could control the fire even before knowing what fire is... Her laugh could make the life around her bloom... Her cry could make the sky dark... We all know that she is going to be a powerful witch once she grows up but Eliana didn't want that... She was so selfish that she wanted to be the one and only powerful witch in the world... Serenity was already out of her way after tur

His wife also stood and extended her hand too. I stared at the woman for a long moment, my mouth parting before I exchanged knowing glances with Lucien. Tasha was older but then Seraphina was her exact replica in a younger form. They were definitely her parents but then, nothing was sure yet. Until we've confirmed it, we won't let Sera leave with them. One after the other, we took their sweaty hands, introducing ourselves. “I'm Lysander Thornvale and my brother is Lucien Thornvale, kings of the Rogue kingdom and the presidents of the Devil's Riders Club.”

" Carl whispered before giving the last touch to the portrait. *********** "Master, 'His Majesty' had not returned to the kingdom for a long time. Meanwhile, Verada has also disappeared like the wind," Jerrif said looking at his master Harris Cliff. "Whatever, fuck them all. That Bastard king, the day he'll set foot on this kingdom, I will rip his head and that whore Verada she no longer needed," The Harris cliff went completely crazy at the frustration. He's having a bad time these days. First of all, Verada had disappeared then the newly created vampires are getting out of hand one by one. He could not keep his head straight when he saw that all his long-awaited plans were ruined in front

But not scores that Thane had thought, only the one; and to Blaine's confusion, she happened to be the eldest of the Taroc siblings in line for her own throne: Vera. Blaine could only shake his head at this revelation and tried looking elsewhere for Rena. The way she had frozen earlier, made him fairly certain that she had recognized him even from the distance that there had been and even with his mask on. But he had missed Rena fainting after catching his eye and recognizing him in the crowd after all those years.

Dren set the folder on my desk and left. Smart man. I was by the window, looking over my territory. The territory below was dark and quiet. Three thousand years and it still looked the same at night It was vast, black and completely mine. I turned around and opened the folder. Sera Voss. Eighteen years old. Ironmoor Pack. Eighteen? I had been alive for longer than the concept of her bloodline. I turned the page. Father: Aldric Voss. Former Alpha of Ironmoor. Tried by elder council. Executed.

) Looking in the direction where the people had gathered, Edgar could see, because to Ethan's passionate guidance, their differing viewpoints had merged into one. (... This is all according to Verena's plan.) Verena had told Edgar that it would be simple to attract the attention of the others and persuade them to join Azazel in his rebellion against the Emperor. The Vad Clan had been enslaved for a long time, and their resentment intensified over time. (... 'Hate is stronger than love,' huh? Verena, those were your own words.) As he remembered Verena's expression when she was alone, his eyes contracted regretfully. How sorrowful she appeared and how miserable her gaze was.

Lilith who was full of envy and resentment, obeyed no matter how much she dislikes it. The throne was promised to her long ago, even on the time Elspeth was already born, the crown was promised to her. Until Veronica was born, everything Hikaris have promised her was then dedicated to the woman with amethyst eyes: Veronica. “Is everybody ready?” Taylor asked as she points her rifle on the exact angle to distract the guards. “We are ready to engage, General.” Taylor’s team said in union.

I said with finality and teleported out of the house. When I realized Devin wasn't following my shimmer, I went back. I manifested right at the dining table, grabbed the back of his collar, and dragged him away from Penn. “Are you forgetting your Beta duties?” I chastised harshly. “Who do you think has been acting in your stead the entire time you slept and became a Targaryen?” he grumbled when we arrived in Uganda. “I think I deserve a vacation.” -