Dragon Age Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

"Why are they at that place?" "They will need to travel, what do you expect? Also, that is the safest place for them. With that much money they gain, they can easily afford a room underground." Everything Meredith told her turn out to be true. The siblings were runaways and were supposed to be part of Freida and Louis' immoral experiment. Good thing, she remembered reading a document before, a confidential research done by an Academia graduate. The Akraien, a clan that inhabited a village not too far from the Dragon Sanctuary was a rather odd one. Every decade, a special child is born, bearing an unusual ability to foresee the future through an object.

The men bent their heads in shame, and then one of them spoke, “My Lord, we are currently sailing through the dreary sea, it is always nighttime in these seas, because of the thick fog…” “Yes of course, I know we are on the dreary sea, I have a map which I can read fine.”, Votigern said. “But the dragons My Lord?...” “Fret not! You cowardly men. The dragon is no match for us”, Votigern chided, “Instead focus on the glory that awaits us on the other side of the sea when we set our eyes on the heart of magic” *** Allerick and his men rode steadily into the small kingdom of Arthora. It was a long journey trying to boycott passing through the dreary sea. His men had grumbled and wore long faces

After that incident, the thoughts of becoming a dragon consumed me day and night. When I was a teenager, Meagan told me of the curse. She also explained how she came to finally love the dragon after he stole her from everything she knew. She wistfully said that one day a very lucky woman would be Tahr's mate, transcend, and fly by his side forever. I lived by those words. It didn't matter that the lucky woman needed to be a chosen bride; my imagination built a different story. One where I became a dragon. The mate stuff, not so much. I wanted Tahr but at the time I wasn't fully aware of what that meant. I wanted my own castle and land to control. It all changed when he held my hand and took

So choose ye now, where hearts may lean, ‘Twixt fire’s wrath and rule unseen. For in this tale, the world may change, When love and flame the stars arrange. Skylar With each dragon who rose to mate, the pain I felt the next day lessened. Yes, it still goes on for hours, but my stomach is no longer sore afterward and the pain between my thighs is less every time. Now, it barely takes me a day to recover, and it’s been three days since a dragon rose to mate.

I sighed and allowed her to lull me into sleep. If my mind found it weird that I slept while my Draygana stayed awake, it neither cared nor worried about it because it allowed me to easily fall into a deep sleep. Dreams grew and unfolded into a weird mixture of reality and a horrible fantasy. Pain, blood, and a hungry vengeance colored this new world where Tohr had died, and I was left leading a grey, emotionless existence.

He is unstoppable acquiring the precious stone of the world. Dahlia Ofemia’s is a simple woman with dreams to be a famous writer, influenced to write by his Grandpa who adopt her and the owner of a humble Milktea Shop. Her Grandpa loves to tell the story about the lonely dragon prince, and Dahlia decides to give a shot to write after her grandpa’s fictional idea. One night the moon is full while walking in the rush hours street, an accident is about to happened, if the dragon prince unwillingly to save her. After a thousand years, it is the first time the lips of the dragon prince touched human lips.

"Frederico, the kingdom has fallen. We haven't much time!" Lady Lisbeth Delgaard rushed to where the babies lay, sleeping in their crib. Knowing she wasted precious moments-nevertheless, the Dragonlady gazed upon her children. The twins looked so different, yet she loved them equally as fierce. Ragnar took after her with his fiery temper and the telltale bulk that spoke of his dragon heritage. Whereas Gio was smaller, with dark eyes that changed color according to his mood, and there was no doubt that he held his father's wolf genes. Mixed species couples were killed on sight in Desdayos, and as the war reached the inner sanctum, a difficult decision needed to be made.

I hissed when I felt his flame touch the side of Shade’s wings. Shade roared as he twisted around, his massive tail thrashing from side to side. He caught the dragon once, and the other one almost went down, but soon he soared above, his wings flapping down on us, as he opened his mouth, and if he breathed fire now, I knew I would be toast. “This would be the time, Nova...” I felt the first burst of flame and then the fucking dragon roared. ---- If you love the story, and want to know more about Vera and Mateo, come join me on my grop f aceb00k - Queens from hell! Tell me what you think. THis has become a longer chapter than I intended.

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

Mira grunted and took a long pull of her wine, her eyes closed. "As fascinating as that all is," Mira said dryly, "I would much rather talk about the story I heard in town the other day." The other two women turned their eyes to her, eager for gossip. "What? What?" they chanted, spilling wine. Mira eyed them, her green eyes glittering. "There were reports of a dragon, in the mountains." She began and the girls gasped. Saffron cut her eyes to Mira who was watching her intensely for a reaction. "But not any dragon. They said that a man went into the cave, but a dragon came out."