Young Robert Baratheon Novels & Stories

He yelled angrily with tears before he stormed out. Everyone watched, but the moment Alessandro turned to them, they immediately shifted their gaze. His brother has always been like that since he was a child, he remembered the first time he got shot, he was just a teenager then and Tyrion was only a child. He had gotten entangled in a sudden shooting spree the night he went in a business deal with his mother. Nobody was expecting the Lorraines to stab them at the back. He knew that if his mother had had the slightest clue about that he wouldn't have brought him along.

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

"Pylos, read it to him." "Your Grace." The maester took up one of the parchments and cleared his throat. "All men know me for the trueborn son of Steffon Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End, by his lady wife Cassana of House Estermont. I declare upon the honor of my House that my beloved brother Robert, our late king, left no trueborn issue of his body, the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella being abominations born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Let all true men declare their loyalty. Done in the Light of the Lord, under the sign and

My father was Alpha Stanley’s Beta, friend, and cousin—which bring brings us to the second reason why my packmates hate me… my father wasn’t part of the Young family by blood. The Young family had served the Evans as their Betas for generations. But when Sebastian Young and Renly Evans didn’t have a child after years of marriage, they decided to adopt instead. They took in an orphan rogue they found in a forest one winter and named him Tieran Young, my father. My father was strong and he brought honor to the Young family despite being adopted. But that didn’t sit right with the rest of the pack. They viewed my father as a lowly orphan who easily rose to the ranks because of the influence of

Hope burned to ash. And I weep. Not quietly. Not softly. Completely. Everything I held, everything I built my world on — has collapsed. And yet… I raise my head. – Rhaell — I croak. My voice is like that of some stranger. — Are you still alive? – Yes, my lord, — he whispers. – They are about to take the throne from me. My children too. My kingdom. Everything. I spring to my feet. – Then bring on the war. Let it be one this world has never seen.

'He taught me how to love but not how to stop. ' ~ Celine's POV : Alpha Tyrion glared at me, waiting for an answer. I gulped the saliva down my throat as to find words to calm him down. "You deserve the throne... " I whispered. He raised his left brow suspiciously, " And you don't want that to happen. " I shook my head, " I will do my best to be on your side forever. " He slammed the door of the car angrily and before getting in the seat he muttered, " I don't want you by my side. "

Alpha Wayne’s pack was attacked by rogues and they killed him alongside his mate and three sons. “Alpha Wayne’s son?” Carter raised a suspicious brow. “Aren’t Alpha Wayne’s sons dead?” He glanced at me. “They are dead, right?” “Y-yeah.” I stuttered. “I escaped.” Mavros continued his lie. “I couldn’t have the rogues or anyone come after me, so I hid away for years. I changed my name from Ronan to Tyrion.” When he said the name I had given to him, his eyes found mine. “I couldn’t risk anyone finding out. I am only telling you people because I believe the royal family won’t let any harm come to me.”

“Ryan, can Luke even still walk after getting beat up like this? “Besides, we should cut off the snake’s head, or it’ll grow back once again! “If he doesn’t die here, will you be at ease?” Ryan’s gaze had gotten cold once again after hearing James’ words. “So be it, Prince York is a great character after all. Do it properly. Make him feel pain!” Ryan gave the order.