when u are the love and destiny of geralt but another mage makes u leave him behind to save ur daughter will u? geraltxsarahvane

Geralt of Rivia comes across a small town with a bit of a monster problem. But when things go horribly wrong he comes across a woman who was supposed to be dead. She was the first to try to kill the monster but ended up with a nasty bite instead. She has been in there in the heart of the chaos for three days in and out of consciousness. After saving her she knows she had to repay him for saving her but he left before she could offer him anything. so she decides to fallow him in to repay him for his deed. But as the darkness grows in the lands will the woman's true identity be revealed? This is not really based on the Netflix series and I will be adding my own monsters in it to but I hope you guys enjoy it.

The Witcher Imagines we have all been waiting for. ☞ Geralt of Rivia ☞ Yennefer of Vengerberg ☞ Jaskier ☞ Cahir ☞ Ciri (only non-romantic) ☞ Dara (only non-romantic) Requests are open until January 7th 2020. I do not write smut. I've only seen the Netflix series and have no prior knowledge to Witcher. SAYS COMPLETED BUT I WILL STILL UPDATE.

I, Rafaela of Loc Munnine, Rafe to my friends , the Red Wolf, Healer of Witchers and men, am running from one man. I have spent the last 20 years out running him and my feelings for him. He was my best friend, my confidant, Sparring partner, and the love of my life. The big brooding man had no idea. For Witcher's it is said Don't show emotion. Well, we will see. Disclaimer Book 1 of 2. Sequel is now up and complete Book 2: The Angel of Lyria. Rafaela is my OC. Everyone else belongs to their respective owners.

When fate brings Tullia to Geralt, an old friend, she meets his new companion: Julian Alfred Pankratz, also known as Jaskier. But what secrets hide behind the girl? And what will Jaskier do once he finds out?

Geralt Rivia is the only witcher in New Orleans. He's typically hard to find until Jaskier decides to announce on Instagram where he'll be performing via selfies with Geralt in the background. Baron Ostrit, an associate of mob-connected Foltest Temeria, shows up to hire Geralt to rescue his daughter from slavers. Another princess to save. Geralt finds himself in a tangle lies, from the Marigny to the Garden District-and consulting with a mage he hasn't seen in years...

Jaskier was a dragon that hoarded people. His friendships were his hoard. And Geralt, oblivious to all of this, was the prized piece of it. The one his instincts insisted was his mate. When Geralt rejected Jaskier on the top of the mountain, Jaskier ran. Finding himself stuck in his dragon form, he flew off in search of another member of his hoard, Ciri. Little did he know that Ciri was in search of Geralt.

It is no secret to the men and women of the continent that Geralt of Rivia is one fine piece of ass. Most days Jaskier has to fight to keep from swooning at the very sight of his friend-- and he's not alone in this predicament. He catches men and women in every town that they come across ogling Geralt in one way or another. Yes, Geralt's attractiveness is blatantly, painfully, beautifully obvious to everyone with eyes. Everyone that is, but Geralt himself. How can a bard ever hope to seduce a man as clueless as this?

Jaskier was part fae. A quarter to be precise. There was an old superstition among humans that names held power, but for fae it was so much more than that. Names meant control. If you knew a fae's name, their true name, they would be completely at your will. If someone knew your true name you were nothing more than their servant. A slave. All it took was a single command. When war breaks out between neighboring kingdoms, Jaskier's father uses his true name and commands him to marry a witcher as part of a peace treaty. Neither Jaskier or Geralt are particularly happy with the arrangement. But as Jaskier gets to know him better he realizes that the witcher might just be able to give him the thing he's always craved. Freedom.

Geralt wasn't always the father of a girl who wasn't his. He also wasn't from Rivia. He used to just be the boy I'd known a village over. The one I'd see with his mother when my father and I went to sell his crops. Even after his transformation, he was still the boy from the village I'd know all those years ago. Triss Merigold and Yennefer of Vengerberg were not the loves of his life. I was. I was the one who found him again after he survived his transformation. I was the one he came home to every night and in the winter. He smiled before Ciri and the other girls. I made him smile. I made him soft. I was the one he loved first. That all came crashing down the day I died. That's when he stopped smiling. #13 - #witcher Under revision 9/8/2024