Dragon Age: Awakening Romance นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

As for what else I'm certain of; it's going to be a teen romance. I'm working on it, and have drafted up a short blurb already. Enjoy. Blurb: 'There was a popular, preconceived notion about the devil's appearance. Some thought he had molten red scales and giant black horns. I thought he had pale white hair and arctic blue eyes. I thought the devil was Dane Foster.' _ To get more updates on it and my other books, do follow me on my socials.♥ See you in the next book!

The next morning, waking up to someone who is touching her in a sexy way-it is a state of mind in between wakefulness and dream; she experiences a kind of falling sensation when her soul goes back to her body. Lewis is kneeling at the bedside, licking her legs to her lady parts. It feels so good that she can’t resist it. Christa used to love wake-up sex in the morning; Lewis has already finished the foreplay. Suddenly she is aching all over and the pain rings a bell in her head. Christa knows she has to stop him, but her hot skin wants more. She hesitates for the merest fraction of a second; Lewis is inside her.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

Water slid over our bodies, heat and desire mixing with the cool rush of the shower. When I pulled back, my voice was low and rough. “You are mine, Aurora. From this moment on, you are mine.” “Then claim me,” she whispered. I threw my head back and let out a roar, my wolf’s power surging through me. “I, Damion Woods, claim Aurora Gray as my mate!” My voice thundered through the castle. “Our love will be bound by the goddess. My love Aurora, and she will reign as my queen!” The ground shook beneath us. Windows shattered. Wolves outside howled in anger and shock.

My mood was a murderous tempest, and Lorthian's words kept replaying through my fucking mind. I was waiting for a prophecy that might never come to pass. The girl with the flaming red hair, the fateweaver, my destined mate. And our bond was the only key to unlocking my full potential. Tragic. My fist tightened around my dripping shirt, but immediately slackened when that scent hit me. I turned around so fast, that my vision was a blur until it sharply focused on the lithe, pale body curled on one of the fur couches. Naida.

Anthony's P. O.V I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Ana, the woman I had fallen in love with, was a werewolf. My mind raced with conflicting emotions. I was a werewolf hunter, someone who had dedicated his life to taking down these creatures that had killed my parents. And yet, here I was, in love with one of them.

She was sitting on top of him now. Damien’s eyes raked across her naked body, her delicate cheekbones, her plummy breasts, her tits. Love and passion gleamed in his eyes. His cock was hard again. Aurora smiled. She trailed her fingertips across his chest, circling around his nipples. “Your wolf is still longing for me,” she said softly. He pulled her down and caught her lips passionately. “And so am I,” he groaned. The night was long. And they still had plenty of time.

Her body became numb as she slumped on my chest. “You’re so amazing Aurora,” I said as I pressed my lips on her head. I felt her tears roll down her cheeks as she blushed quietly. “No one has ever made me feel this way, Darius. I’m yours now and forever my Alpha,” Aurora responded as she raised her head to meet my gaze. At that moment, I knew this passionate woman was going to be my mate and my Luna.

Lyra staggered up, her dagger slashing at a crimson wolf, while Torin roared, fighting to his feet, blood pooling beneath him. The Daughter raised the shard, her eyes wild. “The Abyss is mine!” she screamed, lunging at Kael. Aria roared, her silver light blasting her back. The shard fell, cracking, but the rift surged, the Goddess’s power overwhelming. Aria’s claws burned, her bond with Kael a faint spark. She turned to him, his eyes fluttering open, weak but fierce. “I love you,” he whispered, his hand squeezing hers. “I love you too,” she said, tears streaming.