Dragon Age: Awakening Romance Novels & Stories

Daxton was the safest option. But this choice ran deeper than that. For the first time, I could see his bleeding soul. I could see his desire for me. And even though I wanted to pretend that I was just using him, my heart ached for him. Truly. "I, Arya Ravenna Nightshade, accept you, Daxton Alden Kylan Eastwood..." His eyes widened. "...as my fated mate." I moved towards him and embraced him, closing my eyes as power flared through the bond.

Adora There were absolutely no words in this world to describe how I felt right now. My fingertips had a slight tremor, and I felt like I couldn't get enough oxygen. I covered my mouth with a hand and burst into shaky laughter while sagging against the wall. Thor was alive. He wasn't dead. I kept repeating this like a mantra until I felt warmth all over my body. His eye contact was prolonged, and his smile reached his eyes. Thor wasn't a good person; far from it, he was a rogue and a dangerous one at that, but I didn't want him dead. He was my mate, whether or not I acknowledged it; the bond between us was strong.

he whispered, his voice filled with longing, his words laced with a deep desire to hold onto this moment forever. Aurora's face lit up with a radiant smile as she replied, "You're not dreaming, I am really here!" Her voice filled his heart with joy. Wayne's eyes never left hers as he whispered, "You are a goddess, a vision of love!" His words sent a blush rising to her cheeks, and she smiled, her heart overflowing with happiness.

Bodies danced around us in erotic waves of tension. My dragon vibrated, smelling the heat of her arousal even with the many bodies that trailed their own scents. Many elves dispersed, but Odessa paid no mind as the music finally came to a stop. We were in our own world, and didn’t care about anything else. The fire continued to roar into the minutes we now sat kissing by the fire. It was the perfect moment, the moment I always wanted, to feel included, loved and most of all have a mate I never thought I would have. My fawn curled up in my lap, her eyes growing heavy from the ambrosia slowly leaving her body.

Leaning her forehead against the cool glass, she murmured, “What if I turn twenty-one and nothing changes? What if you’re still there, and I’m still here, and this just… stays like this?” Silence deep enough to sting. Then warmth blazed through the bond, fierce and certain: Listen carefully, little wolf. I could have awakened when you were eighteen, could have claimed you without hesitation. Instead, I gave you these years to live freely before our worlds collide. Even now, I could break through, consequences be damned. But a dragon’s vow is unbreakable. I am not some lesser creature ruled by impatience. I am your mate. When the time comes, I will awaken, and you will be mine.

"Where the hell have you been? The ceremony started twenty minutes ago!" Cade doesn't flinch. "Found Ryder stumbling through town with his two idiot friends. They got themselves completely wasted before harassing this poor girl." He gestures toward me, effortlessly pulling the man's attention in my direction. I can feel my heartbeat in my throat, the pulsing rhythm matching the rapid, unsteady pace of my breaths. The world seems to narrow around me as my eyes meet his—forest green locking with my hazel, and everything else fades into a blur. A jolt runs through me, a shockwave that rattles my bones, deep inside where something ancient stirs. My wolf howls, a wild, untamable thing, as if call

At the Kingdom of Gold Valley, the Lycan Wedding of the Master Dragon and the First Lycan Princess already ended and two hearts that understand, accept, and love each other started to relish the magic of joy and peace in their hearts. “I love you wife; I never thought that I could be as happy as this. As a Dragon, I was born to fight and never to be conquered by love; but you conquered me; my love for you conquered my frigid warrior heart” Dareon said in a whispering manner as he moved closer to her in their soft, king-size bed. The Lycan Princess smiled as she caressed his face. “I love you more my warrior dragon, my mate, my love.” She then showered his face with little kisses until her li

Time seemed to stand still as they surrendered to the pull of their emotions, their bodies entwined in a dance that was as old as time itself. Underneath the starlit canvas, they discovered each other in ways that transcended the physical, their souls intertwining with a fervor that left them breathless. They laughed, they sighed, and they explored the depths of their connection until the first light of dawn began to paint the sky with hues of pink and gold. Wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies tangled in a lover's embrace, Athena and Ardolf watched as the sun rose, casting a warm glow across the landscape. It was a new day, a new beginning for them, and the world seemed to shimmer wit

he sweetly whispered. Maridelle turned around and nuzzles on his chest. “I love you.” She smiled. He could not hide the happiness he felt; even his wolf gave a soft howl letting him know that he felt the same. A broad smile appeared on his visage; his eyes glimmer like the stars sprinkled on the pitch-dark sky. “I love you too,” he replied with all his heart, kissing her on the lips; but then the joyous moment has to be ceased. He needs to keep in mind the war Hodor poses. Regardless the moment, the reality slaps them with a truth to prioritize.

Around the stone walls, the royal runes began to glow, answering the ancient call of a Lycan King bonding with his true mate. Draken broke the kiss, his eyes dark with a fierce, possessive worship as he looked down at me. “You are so beautiful, Ava,” he whispered against my forehead. I smiled through my tears, lifting my chin to capture his lips in another long, slow, and passionately deep kiss. It was the strongest, most unbroken moment we had ever shared. Just as his hand slid higher along my waist, preparing to take us further into the act, a catastrophic pain tore through the center of my skull.