《Love and Fire\G!P》9
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"My princess, I suggest we should continue down the town now. Your guards might notice that we've been left for too long." I slightly poke the sleeping princess in my arms, naked and warm next to me.
"I don't care, I want to stay here with you." She hugged me more tightly and I felt quivers at her small gestures.
"We already agreed to this one, my princess. I don't want to ruin your reputation knowing that we are fucking together."
"Sleeping is the correct inscription, Alexa. And you will never harm my name just because we are dozing together." Rhaenyra smiled as we exchange wet kisses.
I stopped when I heard my dragon, Frost. "Who is it?"
"Fuck, Daemon is here." I stood up and quickly grabbed our clothes and wear them back.
"How did you know?"
"Frost saw his dragon. I have a bad feeling he will hunt Frost since this dragon became rogue in his home."
"He wouldn't. I will talk to him." I stopped her when she was ready to go out of the cave. "You think he will listen to you? Not even our father got Daemon's attention to listen to him even though he is the King."
"Then do you want him to kill your newly found dragon? I don't think so. Neither will listen to you. Do not worry, I will do everything to protect you and Frost." Rhaenyra cupped my cheeks and I sighed that she is my only option.
We heard another roar as the winds became stronger when Daemon and his dragon arrived. Frost got terrified as she began to scream back at Caraxes.
"Calm, Frost. Focus on me."
"That dragon damaged my town!" Daemon was so furious he even pointed his dear sword at me, sadly I didn't make that so I don't know how to dodge his deadly weapon.
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"Uncle, uncle stop!" Rhaenyra came between me and Daemon. "We could at least settle this scrutiny in a peace talk."
"Dragons don't commit truce, Rhaenyra! They started the war and we humans ended it, now move aside and I will end this one!"
Daemon moved aside from Rhaenyra and began to march to Frost. I stopped him while wielding my sword againsts to him.
"You really want to do this now, Alexa? We all know that I can read your move as you against me!" Daemon began to attack me but I gladly defend myself.
"It was an accident! She didn't mean it!" I convinced my uncle while fighting him back.
"That dragon lost more than any casualties! They will pay for it!" Daemon kicked me and fell to the surface. He swayed his sword to mine as I lost control of my grip and my sword flew away.
"Never interfere with my judgement, Blackfyre! You are nothing but a cursed one!" He held his sword with two hands lifting it above his head and was ready to amputate me.
But then a boisterous and terrifying growl screamed to Daemon, he even lost his stand as he sit on the ground as well. It was Frost. She protected me, and it will become over-protection when I saw the shadow of her blue flames coming off her deadly mouth.
"No, Frost! Stop!" I quickly stood at my height and make my dragon control.
"H-How?" Daemon stood while I am petting Frost.
"Uncle you don't have to slay a dragon, it was just an incident, good thing Alexa repressed her."
"I have 28 keepers who were slaughtered by that dragon. My soldiers were injured while protecting my town. Tell me, Rhaenyra, how will I not avoid the idea of slaying her dragon?"
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I looked at them and Uncle Daemon was still frantic about Frost's natural crimes.
"Who, Frost?" I whispered.
"Dragons will not murder innocuous people unless their rider's order nor they are protecting themselves from harm."
"That one has no rider and the dragon keepers are doing their role to restrict a wild dragon like yours." Daemon answered.
"They tortured Frost! She just protects herself from your keepers, or rather your guards."
Daemon wield his sword again aiming at me, and my sword is not with me, Frost started to defend me by growling her throat, where Daemon flinched.
"You have no proof of that accusation, that dragon killed my people!"
"Harmful soldiers!" I shouted.
"Enough! Both of you! You don't want to start killing each other just because of your arguments."
"Princess, we both know who will go down first if we ever slay each other." Daemon mocked me. I grumpily walked towards him but Rhaenyra stopped me.
"Alexa, please. Let it go. We can settle this with a peaceful conversation, no drawing swords." Rhaenyra hold me to make me calm and it actually worked.
"Piece of cunt." Daemon reacted. "Let's see what will your father's judgment about this flaring dragon." He continued as he walked back to his dragon and fly back to the crowds.
"We should go home, keep your distance away from Uncle Daemon first." Rhaenyra talked.
"I can't. He will kill Frost if I leave her here."
"Alexa, you named her already. She talks to you, you have a connection. She's already your dragon." Rhaenyra smiled.
She is precisely correct, Frost and I have a relationship. She is with me now. "Should I bring her to the King's Landing?"
"Of course, that is where you live. Wherever you are, your dragon will be with you."
"What about uncle? He will unquestionably want to kill my dragon. He has more voice to the King than me."
"You are his daughter. He will listen to both parties."
Syrax came to us and waited for her rider. "When we come back, I will read some books about Frost and the prophecy you said a while ago"
"I-I don't need about the prophecy. Just learn about Frost only. How can she speak to me while the others are not? Like that one."
"I will, sister. I supposed you can steer her."
"That I do not know. What are the basic steps?" I asked my sister but she just smirked while settled on Syrax's saddle.
"See you back home, my lovely sister." And Rhaenyra left me here unknown.
"Do you know how to get to King's Landing?"
"Fuck. Then let's follow Rhaenyra's."
Frost asked while I'm trying to sit comfortably at her back.
"I will answer your inquiries if we catch up her and Syrax."
I quickly hold tightly to her fur when she began to swing and fly up. "Slow down you idiot!"
"Woah!" With a swift speed, Frost is the fastest dragon to fly in Westeros.
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Our Love Is Fate
Zero died next thing he knows he is bonded to a system. He uses skills and his acting to make sure the ML and Second ML to ignore the Heroine. "Our love is fate. We will never be truly apart!" A/N BL BXB MXM get it okay if you don't like this. Why are you here? How the hell did you end up on my story?
8 52Obsession, Madness & Love (#6)
Having a childhood enemy and then falling in love with each other runs in my family. So, when I ended up in a similar hateful situation, why did it excite me? Because Althea Coleman has been mine since the moment a three year old me held her in my arms.Yes, her bratty attitude is a pain in my ass and she loathes me but that won't stop me from marrying her. And that's fucking final.I ain't a prince charming like my father or grandfather. And I wasn't stupid enough to stay in denial like them about what I want. And I want her and no one is going to stop me. Because I am fucking obsessed with her.______________________________________________"Why are you so obsessed with me?" "Honestly, I don't fucking know, Althea. And it's maddening but at the same time so fucking addicting."
8 179Falsely Yours, Arthur
Arthur Fucking walker would someday ruin me.•Ever since the day Marnie set her eyes on Arthur she knew she was done for.With dark eyes and dark hair, the girl in the band was someone she wanted to know everything about.Secrets would come out and blood would be bound to spill but in the green lights or the golden sun rays, Arthur would burn every soul to grant Marnie warmth.•Arthur's hand came up to my hips as she grabbed it tightly, staining my skirt with her bloody hands. My whole body was trembling.The knife.I turned around abruptly taking out my knife and pressing it to her neck, but she was quicker as she pressed her knife to my bare thigh. One of her hands was still on my hips as she pushed close to me.I flinched at the cold metal pressed on my upper thigh. But my hand didn't falter. I pressed the knife against her neck harder. A drop of blood dripped down her neck and trailed to her collarbone. Slowly trailing down and travelling down the curve of her and inside her shirt."What did you see my angel?" She asked, her voice mocking as she stepped closer. I took a step back my back meeting the cold metal and her knife sliding higher."Nothing," I whispered, panting.Fucking hell."Nothing, I saw nothing." I breathed out and she grinned."Shit liar baby." She shook her head kissing my temple and my collarbone. Her lips lingered for more than a second."Get your knife away from me." I grit my teeth."And here I thought you liked a knife between your legs." She whispered grinning, I swallowed as I could feel the blood drip down from the cut.
8 121messages // frerard
frankyoass: 😤😤✊🏻✊🏻✊🏻 traitorslay.gee: yOUrE A MINORfrankyoass: IM TURNING 18 SOONslay.gee: i knOw BUT JUST REMEMBER THAT I AM TAKENHighest Ranking;#477 in Fanfiction 2/5/16#23 in mcrfanfic 5/28/18#20 in mcrfanfics 5/9/18#7 in mcrfanfics 2/22/192019 note: this book was created when i was in seventh grade. as a grown writer, my writing skills have drastically improved and im well aware of the poor plot and horrible grammar. thank you!©h0lydun (2015)
8 167Arta - the last princess
"Who did you say she is?" Osman demanded from the man.The prisoner was shaking and pleading for his life but did not say anything as he got aware of the terrible blunder he had made."Answer me or I will end your miserable life right here right now" waves of anger was visible in Osman's eyes. He raised his sword intending to cut the man's throat."Stop" Arta shouted.Osman slightly turned his head to Arta's direction while his sword was still high above his head ready to strike. Arta's heart was beating so fast, she was frightened but at the same time, she couldn't see this monster kill one of her people and do nothing. "I am Shahzadeh Arta. The only daughter of King Darian." Arta confessed. Her voice was louder than normal and a bit shaky.Osman chuckled coldly. A devilish smile appeared on his face.In the blink of an eye, he cut the man's throat. Everyone was silent only a faint hysteric cry of a woman from the cage could be heard. Arta's body was numb. She was just gazing at the man's lifeless body with teary eyes.Osman turned back and after cleaning the blood on his sword with the prisoner's clothes he lowered his head and whispered into Arta's ear, "you are just a slave now".
8 88airplane ﹙short story﹚
(BXB) In which two strangers meet on an airplane.
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