Dragon Age Self Insert Novels & Stories

In my blood. Floating like code etched in violet lightning across the inside of my skull. *System Rebooting........ Full System Unlock* *Triggered By Self Sacrifice.* *(Accessed via oath-mark neural link – December 14, 2030)* The world—dream or real—fades to black. A heads-up display blooms open, like the crown finally decided to stop whispering and start screaming. Crown of Dacia and Twin Thunder Crown Hud **[Basic Info]** **Name:** Celeste Valentina Morau Tsatoke (née Morau)

I made my way towards the stage where the ceremony would take place and I would be accepted as the new Sire in the dragon realm as well, if Typhon found me worthy. The Elders cut my palm open and my blood was dripped into a silver cup. They mixed their three vials with my blood and I emptied the cup in one go. Abeloth was murmuring in my head to keep my eyes open and when I blinked I stood in the dank cave with Abeloth next to me. “Who enters my lair?” I heard Typhon’s deep voice. “Ryder Grey, host of Abeloth,” I said as I bowed my head. I knew he was looking at me from just beyond the shadows.

“Rhiannon, do you accept me as your mate?” The intensity of his gaze, the warmth of his touch, it all makes my decision easy. “Yes,” I breathe out, my voice steady despite the pounding of my heart. Soren whispers something in a language I don’t understand, and I watch in awe as the scale begins to glow softly before it merges into my skin, sinking gently until it’s part of me. A warmth spreads through my chest, a feeling of connection so deep it nearly overwhelms me. “My body, my soul, and my dragon now belong to you,” he murmurs, his voice filled with an emotion that sends shivers down my spine.

Exposed. I lurched to my feet, knees threatening to buckle. My fire had saved me. But it had cost me too much. I wasn’t just Nora anymore. I wasn’t even just a dragon. I was ignis vitae, fire of life, a target for every pair of eyes in this arena. And gods help me, I didn’t know how long I could keep standing before it devoured me whole.

I asked Abeloth. “Are you asking for my help?” he asked me. “Fine, I’ll slay this dragon all on my own,” I said as I pulled the knife out and grabbed the dragon’s horn. I swung myself over the dragon’s head as he tried to bite onto me and stuck the knife deep in his neck and pulled down on my weight. The knife’s blade started cutting through the dragon’s thick skin and when I reached his most vulnerable place where his chest and neck met, I pulled the knife out.

" She added Again, her child kicks as he wants to get out of her tummy. "Oh, baby, I know you're excited." Emily lay on her back in bed. She was facing the right side, where the window was. She closed her eyes, thinking about Drake again. ** Drake felt excruciating pain in his stomach as the hunters continued to punch him. "Hey, come on! Be the ruthless alpha! Where's your brave? " The prince of the rouges growled.

Her eyes had widened at first when I took my jacket off and her gaze landed on the tattoos on my arms. “Take your shirt off please.” I complied and she swiveled her finger and I turned around so she could look at my dragon. “Uhm … I’ll be right back.” She hastily left the tent and I sat back down on the bed. My dragon was an anomaly, something unheard of and not seen by many. She probably had no idea what division to put me in. She appeared ten minutes later with a doctor, a man dressed in a green tracksuit and another man in a suit. I stood up as they entered the tent and the man in the suit took his glasses off. “Good morning Wynter, may I call you Wynter?”

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

She looked at her mate again, tilted her head in confusion. "Baby... You're in your Dragon form" Dragon. I'm in my Dragon form. I'm a dragon! Adrian knows. He knew I'm a Dragon. "You're a dragon and my mate. My true mate." His mate. There he says it, he knows. He.. knows already... Tears brimming in her eyes, she whimpered sadly while looking down. He will reject me.. he will leave me... But then a finger brought her head up, and she fell deep into her mate's orbs. She was frightening, she was worried about her luck. Her mate will-

Despite my intent to heal, Yeri struggles against me, her hands press against my chest in a frantic attempt to push me away. Her resistance is palpable, fingers digging into my chest as she tried to break free from my grasp. As stubborn as I am, my grip tightens around her shoulders, anchoring her in place while I continued to work. As a dragonblood wolf, I possess the rare ability to heal wounds for my saliva carries healing properties that could close cuts and mend tissues.