Dragon Age: Inquisition Sera Romance Novels & Stories

“So… what does that look like?” Jeremy straightened. “Okay, hear me out before you all murder me with your eyes.” He waited for a beat. “We don’t force a choice,” he said. “We give her time. Equal time. With each of us.” Kade’s brow furrowed. “Define equal.” Jeremy shrugged. “Dating. Courtship. Whatever wolves call it when they don’t bite each other’s throats.” Dylan hesitated. “You mean… sequentially?” Jeremy snapped his fingers. “Yes. Exactly. No marking. No claiming. No goddess witnesses. Just time.”

Marina never saw this coming. She couldn't dodge as the sword sliced into her shoulder, carving off flesh. She collapsed, screaming in pain, "Why? I nearly died from giving birth to your child, and you want to kill me?" Horace laughed bitterly, "My child? Royal dragons are born red. There has never been a blue one. You cheated on me!" Marina didn't know this rule. She cowered, trembling until she saw me smirking behind Horace. That was when she realized everything.

I kept my cool, though my anger simmered close to the surface. “I was careless,” Dante explained, almost pleading. “I didn't expect…” he trailed off. I raised my hair again, and he flinched. However I only tilted his chin back up to look at me. “Good. You recognize your mistake,” my thumb brushed his cheek, musing internally. He truly was beautiful. If only he could control his strange impulses to annoy me. “Now, tell me. Who is Marcel?” “He’s a colleague. An assassin,” Dante spoke, but his eyes betrayed a veiled emotion I could not read. My ire sparked once more, and I hummed low, almost a grunt.

Serenity replied while grasping Mia's right hand, and Lea's right hand there. "Serenity, are you crazy now?" Lea immediately let go of Serenity's hand, and instead grasped Serenity's shoulder very tightly. "This is the ritual of giving a bride to a dragon. It's a dragon, Seren. And you are a werewolf. How can you so willingly make yourself the dragon's bride?"

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

Shein gasps, clutching her chest, staring at Sera in shock. "Did you just kick me?!" Shein demands. "Me?! You broke into my room, threw a bag at me, and tried to pull my hair!" Sera shoots back, her voice firm. "What did I ever do to you? I do not even know you!" "Everything! You are why I am stuck here again. You are blind and a liar!"

Veyra POV The girl with the spark still alive in her eyes sits up straighter, folding her legs beneath her. “I’m Sera,” she says. “I’m not from a ranked family, but I was mated to one. He rejected me when my heat started early. He said I wasn’t what he wanted anymore.” “I’m Mari,” the honey-haired girl says as she lifts her hand and gives me a soft wave. “I was taken from my old pack and offered to a Beta. He used me until I passed out from exhaustion. When I bit him, he threw me here.”

She replied, her smile still shining. For a moment, the silence on the table stretched. I could hear my wolf speaking. “Let’s do it. Let’s make Damon feel his own slice of shame and pain.” “What’s your name?” I asked suddenly. “At this point, there should be enough trust for a name or something.” Her eyes glinted, “I can’t give you my full name but you can call me… Sera.” Sera. The name felt like something I had heard before, but then that was the deal with names. I still felt strongly that I had met with this woman before even though I couldn’t place

Sera. ‎Suddenly we heard Sera cry out, followed by other wolves cry in agony as Sera was getting closer. She was probably dealing with them as she charged towards me. A wolf flew over us and landed on the ground. I and the rogue looked at her direction. She stepped into view, blood covered her beautiful white fur. She paused looking at me, then looked up at him...growling. ‎ ‎"My Love...." He said, realizing why she was angrily growling. He slowly let go of me and stepped back, slowly with his hands up.

Adrik stared at the scene like reality had personally offended him. He watched Sera. Then Damian. Then Sera again. Something wasn’t adding up. Because this… this was not the Sera he knew. Where was the ice queen energy? Where was the emotional frostbite? Where was the polite, surgical detachment she had perfected? Instead, she was standing there actually engaging Damian. Trading remarks. Reacting. Alive in a way Adrik hadn’t seen around Damian before. He leaned closer slightly, lowering his voice. “…Okay, what is happening.”