Dragon Age: Inquisition Romance Cullen Novels & Stories

"You said, firstborn son?" "Yes, Axel's twin sister Ellen who is the White witch, you've met her. She was actually firstborn, and if we didn't live in such a chauvinistic world, she would be Alpha, and she would be amazing at it." Devon nods his head as he takes it all in. " You have a complicated family." He laughs. "You could say that; wait until you meet Oliver." "Who's Oliver?" "He is my brother from another mother. He is actually the estranged brother to Lucy Damon's mate. My Luna."

“I didn’t get to meet your Imogen, and I haven’t met this young woman, but your wolf knows your mate’s soul. If he identified her as your mate, then you should trust him.” “Men, join the Elder and me in the living room. We have news that I was not expecting.” They come pouring into the room as if they were waiting just outside the threshold. Judging by the looks on the twins’ faces, that’s exactly what they were doing. Crossing my arms across my chest, I say, “You already heard everything, didn’t you?” Benny is the only one who has the decency to look almost abashed by being caught snooping. “She’s really your mate, isn’t she? How can this be?” Andrei speaks up.

Slowly, he swiped a finger through the red droplet and tasted it. His eyes suddenly went wide. The vertical slits of his pupils blown out until his eyes were solid, burning gold. "What are you?" he whispered, his voice no longer cold, but dangerously feral. Suddenly, a violent shockwave erupted from the point where his skin touched hers. A searing, white-hot light exploded between them, blinding the guards. Aria felt as if her veins were being filled with liquid diamonds. On the pale skin of her collarbone, a mark began to carve itself in real-time. It wasn't a tattoo; it was a burn, a brand of a dragon entwined with a moon. It glowed with a celestial radiance that pushed back the shadows of

I knew that Sylus once had a fated mate, but rumors had it she fled from Sylus' torment, and since then, no she-wolf from any pack wanted to mate with him—even if she was his second-chance mate. But Lyrielle's tone hinted at something darker. "What happened to her?" The curiosity inside made me ask. I shouldn't have, but was I bound to meet the same fate as her? Sylus wouldn't kill me, would he? The knot of caution in my chest refused to loosen. "Alpha Sylus was mated to Luna Vixen by the Moon Goddess... but she couldn't live a day without torment from Aria and her mate." Aria? Here I thought Aria hated me because I was an Omega, but I didn't know the hate was natural. I wasn't the only one

his eyes remained fastened with hers as he uttered to her and that was just the beginning of their journey which was going to be filled with blood, hatred, rage, tears, lust and a cursed love. From here, the story of Alpha Darren and his Cursed Mate was going to begin.

she said. "You don't have to go that…"she cut me off abruptly before I could complete my statement. "I, Aurelia Smith, reject Damon Wilson as his mate,"she said with her eyes filled with hatred and anger. My face fell with shock as I watched the expression on her face. I felt a sting of pain in my heart as she rejected me. I wasn't expecting it. It caught me off guard. I'm such a fool to think she wouldn't hate me after showing her the chopped head of her father.

"How can I be forming a new mate bond when I'm still technically bound to Raymond?" "Your bond with Raymond is nearly gone," Elena pointed out. "And if what Marcus discovered is true—if it was never a true mate bond to begin with—the Goddess might be correcting an imbalance." Later that night, Kane sought me out, clearly intending to apologize for our earlier argument. He found me in the library, researching previous cases of mate bond dissolution. "Aurora, about today—" he began, but stopped mid-sentence as his eyes fixed on my neck, where I'd deliberately left the collar open enough to reveal both the faded mark and the new silver crescent.

But this time, a golden thread shimmered between them, faint but undeniable, pulsing with every step he took toward her. Aria’s heart skipped. “What is that?” Caden’s voice was hushed, awed. “Our bond. It was always there.” The scene flowed forward, showing their first kiss under the Gala’s dim lights. The thread glowed brighter, a lifeline in the chaos. Then it leaped to the night of Rollan’s conception—a blur of tangled limbs and whispered vows. But as their love ignited, a shadow crept in, wrapping around the golden thread. Aria’s cursed blood awakened, a dark coil that lashed out, severing Caden’s wolf with a silent, brutal snap. The vision froze, the shadow thick and oppressive.

“A Pureblood Cupbearer is a myth, a legend. None have existed for centuries. Julia, as a True-Blood, is the closest we’ve come to that level of power. She is our guiding light, our protector.” His reverence for this Julia was clear, and I felt a pang of nervousness at the thought of meeting her. Would she welcome me? Would she see me as one of them, or as an outsider who didn’t belong? Martin’s voice softened as he continued. “You’ll meet her soon. She’ll want to see you.”

For the first time in days, a genuine smile curved her lips, warm and radiant, chasing away the shadows that had lingered there. She was excited not just to see her beloved, but for the promise he might bring: a path to lay the tormented soul to rest and sever the invisible chains binding their bloodline. “Yes, Elena,” she replied, her voice steady yet threaded with quiet anticipation. “I’ve been waiting for him for what feels like an eternity. Today, at last, the day has come.” Elena stepped closer, her younger face etched with concern. At seventeen, she still carried the wide-eyed innocence of youth, but the curse had aged her wisdom beyond her years.