Atonement Dramione Novels & Stories

“The Aurelians. The Sun-Eaters.” “I am the Princess of the Allied Packs” Elara said, her voice echoing with power.. “You are a guest who has overstayed her welcome.” Before she could grab Jasmine, a roar came from the square. The drums. There was a lot of shouting. The Full Moon had reached its peak. “The Rite” Jasmine whispered, her eyes full of hope. “It is too late Elara. Damon is already at the altar. If I do not appear he will know something is wrong. He will come for me.”

he gasped. Carmela nodded, brushing Damion’s sweat-damp hair back from his forehead. “He just… just now.” Leonard exhaled deeply, his eyes flickering with a strange mix of awe and worry. “The doctors need to run scans, but this… this is incredible.” Damion let his eyes flutter shut briefly before opening again. “Adrian?” “They returned,” Carmela whispered. “The ritual worked. Adrian… he’s back in his own body now.” Damion’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, he didn’t respond. But then a smile touched his lips—soft, tired, grateful. “Then it’s over.”

There was a chapel at the castle, a big one, where Draven was waiting for her, at the altar, together with the closest people there. There was a priest and Darian was leading her to the altar because Draven wanted her to have all like her true self. Yes, there were humans also, some of them knew, some didn’t, which didn’t matter, no, and it will never be. Dana sat in the front row, next to Trina, Arnes, and their kids. It was amazing actually, just as it was supposed to be. To the aisle, Raven felt as if her heart would explode, but when she saw Draven’s eyes, everything vanished.

My vision blurred and I didn't know if it was from tears or from whatever was happening to my body. "Stand up, Abital." Ruth's voice cut through my pain. "You're embarrassing yourself." I tried but my legs wouldn't cooperate. "She's weak," someone in the crowd said. "She can't even handle a rejection without falling apart." Laughter rippled through some wolves though not all of them. Some looked away, but most of them laughed that made me want to disappear . "I choose Selena Winters as my mate and future Luna," Damon continued. "She is strong where strength is needed."

Draco questioned Jasmine with raised voice and growled lightly and further questioned “Why didn’t you told me that earlier…?” “You should have thought about it before you did all those things with her…” Jasmine spat back with sarcasm… “I WAS HYPNOTIZED… SHE USED HER GIFTED POWER...” Draco replied in deep voice and huffed There surrounding suddenly turned tensed when Chief Damon said “Let me see her mark?” Draco and Jasmine were confused but Draco showed him his mark, Damon watched it carefully and touched it and dropped his head back and chanted something In just couple of second ‘Fish bone Rune’ that was imprinted on Draco chest by Savannah as her mark was vanished completely…

Damon’s eyes flickered—crimson warring with faint gold. “Damn… you…” Damon rasped, his voice momentarily clear. The shadows writhed violently around him as he screamed in agony. Scene 4: A Spark of Hope The Rift trembled as if sensing Damon’s resistance. Valeborne’s voice thundered, enraged. “You are MINE, Shadow Heir!” But Damon dropped to his knees, clutching his head. “No… I am… my own…” Aiden knelt beside him, pressing his palm to Damon’s mark. “You’re stronger than he. You’ve always been stronger. Fight, brother!”

He removed his shirt and tied her bleeding head. "Hina...hey you have to be strong okay? Please". "Di... Diego... I am sorry". Hinata cried faintly. Damon yawned loudly as he watched Antonio crying over Hinata. "I guess I was expecting too much from you...this is not as exciting as I had imagined...what in Romeo and Juliet is going on here?" Antonio kept crying, hugging Hinata's cold body. "Why? Why? Why!" He cried silently. "This is all my fault".

Damon grabbed him by the collar and lifted him, looking like a demon from hell. Dylan trembled and began to beg for mercy, "M-Mr. Sumner, I was wrong... I'm inhuman, please— Ah!" With a scream, Dylan's arm was dislocated. "You used both hands to touch her. The other one can go too," Damon said flatly. "Mr. Sumner, I didn't—" Before Dylan could finish, Damon dislocated his other arm. Overwhelmed by pain, Dylan broke out in a cold sweat and was unable to beg for mercy.

Damon: I had less than an hour to my meeting with my council members, where we would discuss the pressing matters of the counties of the kingdom. Each council member was a former alpha of his pack which was now a county ruler of one county in the kingdom a meeting of utmost i, A step further into the grand occasion of finally defeating the humans for good. It was what I had spent half of my life planning with my people, a project to which my subjects held me in high regard, yet I couldn’t stop thinking of a particular human girl.

The shadows around her surged forward like a collapsing wave and then an arrow of silver-white light cut through the air and slammed straight into her shoulder. Nythera screeched. I spun. Damon burst through the smoke at the far end of the ruins, armor scorched, blood streaked down one side of his face, eyes glowing gold. Warriors followed behind him, battered but alive. When he saw me, something wild broke across his face - relief, fury, love, all tangled into one. “RAYNA!” he roared. My chest clenched. Nythera snarled, ripping the arrow from her flesh.