Jon X Daenerys Novels & Stories

The kids dragged us upstairs immediately, tugging hands, chattering over each other, showing off every treasure they’d collected while they waited. Daenerys pulled me into her room first as she pointed proudly at a drawing taped above her bed: a stick-figure family under a big yellow sun, four figures plus a tiny blob that was clearly the new baby. “That’s us,” she said. “When you come back.” I swallowed hard as I crouched so we were eye-level. “We’re back now. For good.” She threw her arms around my neck again. “Promise?” “Promise.” Daemon tugged Sharon into his room next. Showed her a shoebox full of rocks he’d polished with spit and a sock. Then he held up a crayon drawing of a dragon wit

"I've been looking forward to this." His hand was cool. His grip was exactly calibrated not too firm, not deferential. The grip of someone who had spent centuries reading what hands communicated and had decided to communicate ease. "Lysander Vale," she said. "I know who you are." "I imagine you do." His eyes moved briefly to Caspian, then back to her, with the quality of someone noting a chess position. "My cousin has excellent taste." "Is that what I am?" Nora said. "Taste?"

A war queen she was. “She was here,” I said, my gaze desperately searching for her. I know she's around, just using her strength to mask her scent and blend into nature. “But where did she go?” Jarvis frowned, confused. A smirk curved against my lips; she's here, looking for us for sure, just not coming out. ‘Fuck! She's here! I can feel her!’ Czer howled joyously. “She has killed them all.” Jarvis smirked, “No wonder.” As his father had fought beside me, Jarvis is well aware of Daenerys since the beginning. He is like a little brother I never had.

“Hasn’t he tried to scare you with his mind games already?” “Scare me?” “Yes of course,” Jon sighed. “Draymond’s the spooky one. The lover of everything dark and evil. Unlike me. I’m love and light and everything bright.” Xavier nodded. “I see.” “Yes,” Jon smiled. “So which side do you choose to be on? Love and light or hatred and darkness?” “I’m not sure which yet,” Xavier said. “But I need to see the option C first.” “The option C?” Jon stared at him. “What’s the option C?”

Jensen’s POV The cold water splashed against my face as I heard a voice I knew all too well. “Wake up Mr. Daniels. It’s time for your close-up.” I could barely open my eyes because they were swollen shut. I forced one open a little as I saw a flash from a few feet in front of me. “Perfect, let’s see if that little whore will come to save you.” Joseph’s voice rang in my ear and I tried to get to him, but I was tied down to a chair.

Why is everyone asking me about my hair? "Yes it is.. cool color huh?" Lexi answers in my place. "I wasn't asking you, idiot." The boy says and Lexi gives him a light punch on his shoulder. "Hi, I'm Antonio. But all my friends call me Tony so please call me Tony." I grab his hand and offer him a handshake. "I'm Morgana."

I can't even even see one character of this show without thinking about Eren. Sighing, I gaze at Erden. He is standing on a stool, his head raised up to focus on the curtains rail for changing them. "You're a fan of the Vampire Diaries?" I ask, which makes his head drops down to look at me. "Oh, yeah." He scratches the back of his neck, giving me a light smile. "It has been long since I didn't watch it." "Same." I say, placing the Vampire Diaries dvd in the drawer.

I really hope she'd stop this now. "No one else, but John Deane Cruz, a.k.a JDC." Everyone went silent even Dave. We're all shocked while looking at the screen. Why does everything seemed to turn upside down? "What's happening?" Eroll asked with confusion. "I thought. . . I. . .I--" "I told you, she will always be on our side," I heard Arya swaggered and she's smiling now.

Are you sure you still want your fists to be crunchy? Jonas says and If there is something about Dane, he will be not them back because of how he doesn't listen to simple instructions and how he believes he can cross over everything and do almost anything that he thinks he can do. “The look in Joans is eyes is one that is very serious.” It shows that he's not kidding. And he's not playing with this threat but Dane doesn't back out of it. Jonas continues to smile and pretend like all of this is nothing short of a joke to him. This is not a joke.