Viserys And Daemon Sister Novels & Stories

Ezra’s hands froze against me. “What?” His eyes widened in disbelief. “My father made a deal,” I continued, the truth spilling out like poison. “I was meant to be Rhaegal’s. But instead, he gave me to Daemon, hoping it would protect me… hoping it would stop Rhaegal. But it didn’t. Rhaegal has come back for me, and he’s taking everything with him.” Ezra shook his head, angry. “That doesn’t mean you should give yourself to him. That’s exactly what he wants, your surrender. You’ll be lost, Pen. And so will everyone else.”

the male Lycan warrior replied while Valoreth’s jaw slackened. They lost that many against a dying realm? His fist clenched, struggling to contain the new. But, that wasn't the main point. “You did wipe them all out, right?” Damaris asked. “Yes, my Lord,” the Lycan replied. “Then where are their heads? The devil-sisters?” “Arianna was already dead; the ouroboros took her body. We dug her grave and brought her skull instead. It's hung on a spike… we'll show you, my Lord,” the Lycan said.

Start with his eyes and rip them from his skull! “Daemon, please.” Vladya’s voice was distant. Daemonikai tuned him out. All he saw was Zaiper’s yellow form. The male was too alive. Too breathing. Break the hands he used to betray and shatter the legs that carried him to treachery! Beat him with his own flesh! Make him choke on his own screams! KILL THE TRAITOR! Daemonikai took one step to lunge. “My sister! Beloved, please don’t!” Emeriel’s frantic, pleading voice stopped him.

She finds it hard to watch Althea, her sister, get tight whenever she comes close, and she always bats her eyes in rejection when she looks at her. Even though I can scarcely see Kohl because of my poor vision, his golden eyes attract my attention when I see him. she said to herself. Kohl's lips were pursed as he looked straight into my soul as they drew closer and shared a passionate kiss. The essence of love overpowered the speed of light that flashed across their heads. Naomi, taken aback by the odd title, questioned, "Who? Me, Queen?" as Prince Kohl whispered to her, "Queen of the iron throne." Just a housekeeper at the Palace, remember? I'm not one of the maids vying for your love.

I stepped forward, my fists clenched tightly at my sides, ready to face this malevolent figure before me. Eros's sinister grin widened as he looked at me, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Ah, Azure, my dear, dear brother," he sneered. "How interesting it is to see you standing here, defending your precious pack. But remember, the Eirian is where you truly belong." I gritted my teeth, refusing to yield to his words. "I will never go back to the Eirian," I declared, my voice trembling with determination. "It is a place of cruelty and oppression, and I will not subject myself to its darkness again!”

She got up from the chair and trudged towards me then placed her hand on my shoulder. “They have been after Adriana for years because she found out something about them. Something she must have seen when she was kidnapped. It will be difficult for you to fight them since you've never met these people before,” she whispered, worry dripping in her voice. I sat up and shook my head. “I don't care. I'll fight them and I'll destroy them for taking my sister away,” I affirmed. Fear darted quickly across Valerie's eyes and her hand ran cold. “Are you sure you want to continue with this?” She asked again.

"Nix? He will be alright, won't he? I don't know if I would be able to continue without him. If I lose him, I will pass the throne to either Nathaniel or Scarlett." I get up from my seat across from her and move around her desk. I kneel down in front of her and pull her into a hug and whisper. "It will not come to that Sera. Dom is strong. Teresa and Erik will find out what is causing this and they will be able to treat and make him better." Just then, there was a soft knock at the door. "Sera, am I interrupting?" "No Teresa! What's the news?" I get up and move away from her and back to the seat in front of her desk, as she wipes the tears from her eyes.

I still couldn’t believe that Warrick’s daughter was my mate, kind of ironic how that happened I guess. With the fact that his son had been mated to my sister Leona, thinking back to how pissed off Sean had seemed last night at the revelation that his sister was my mate I could only imagine he would not be supportive of me being Arya’s mate, but it didn’t bother me one bit. I didn’t care what he thought of me, my sister had been betrothed to King Masson’s son, Addrich. It had been an arranged marriage from before they were even born, it was to strengthen our alliance with our northern neighbor and at the time we didn’t have any alliance with Warrick.