Dragon Age Self Insert Novels & Stories

Now that I think about it, I wonder what is Rodrigar’s full name? I’ve been literally calling him Rodrigar for the past 2 chapters now I can’t help getting curious. “By the way, Rodrigar. What is your full name?” I turned to my side. Rodrigar was sitting with his leg crossed on top of brushing his nose length bangs to the side. The air is especiallly fierce, given the high altitude the both of us were at. Luckily I have cold resistance skill—from when I strain my eyes reading through all the skills in my skills list, and even if I didn’t, the surface of the skin of this dragon both of us were sitting on is enough to keep me warm throughout the night. Apparently Rodrigar has a skill to duplic

He refused to think of what it meant, first he would pick himself up and take cover, to be marked made him a target and he would hold on to his freedom for as long as he could. Takira crashed to her knees striking her head on the rock she had been binding, stars bloomed painfully behind her eyelids and bile rose up in her mouth she turned away throwing up into the stony earth, she pushed off the ground cradling her throbbing forehead in her palm then she saw it - etched into the skin of her inner arm was a dragon angled to fly she knew what it was, here was a dragon lord somewhere waiting for her but she also knew that she had to leave Ligath immediately.

After subconsciously teleporting, she found herself on this mysterious island under this oak tree. But the intense pain in her stomach made her pass out. Now she got awakened by pain in her neck. Thora had told her that the third phase was to form the reverse scale of a dragon. This scale would be different in color and hardness from her normal scales. This was her pride as a dragon. Except for her mate or someone she allows, no one can touch it.

He placed a hand against his chest with exaggerated politeness. “Please forgive my manners. Who walks into someone’s house without introducing himself?” James stared at him in disbelief. Dragon smiled. “My name is Dragon Dragon.” He paused, waiting as though expecting someone to react. “Yes, Dragon is actually my name. My father’s name was Dragon too, so he named me after himself. Very creative man, my father.” He shrugged. “I also had a twin brother. Had.” His smile faded for only a second. “He died after Astrid here bit him.”

"I'm here. Tell me." "Fine, fine. Feisty, ain't ya?" Drogo winks at her. "They are in the mountains in the north of Danyrus. We keep them in The Dragon's Belly. You won't get there easily. You need a dragon shifter to enter. My Queen, I have something to confess. I was instructed to guide you their-to deliver you straight to Paiste. After meeting you, my conscience can't allow me to do so. I am a dragon of fertility and won't go against my nature." Drogo bows. "My apologies, Queen, for the pain I have caused, the sleepless nights you have suffered worried about your friend and mate. Allow me to assist you..."

Tony whined again like a baby which elicited a shrug from Tenda as she tried to hold in her laugh. "Well," He cleared his throat. "Back to the introduction, this quiet one here is Bl___ "Blake," Dora completed, cuting off his introduction once again. "Dude, you grew a billion times hotter." She continued as she gave Blake a once over. "Take a look at that fine jaw and those shoulders, damn!" She then slowly walked over to Blake, ran her finger along his jawline before standing on her tiptoes and gave it a little bite which made the light skin of his jaw turn slightly reddish as he was a light chocolate skinned guy.

My voice was quieter than I meant. "I raised him as my own, he was only a kid at the time, and my wife was way too young to want kids. So he got two parents and grew up all happy, until he got older and his sigil appeared, naming him the dragon heir. He tried to go back to the dragons, and it worked well for a while but Krav has the gods sigil and the dragons refuse to accept him unless he claimed his place as heir, but Krav doesn't see himself as a dragon, he is more panther. He's ashamed of who he is. I shook my head. “He doesn’t look ashamed.”

Jordein kissed me tenderly and sighed. "I marked you as mine Zax. You're my mate, he stated firmly. I grinned slightly and said," I need to mark you as well then, silly." Jordein turned to expose his neck and told me to go for it. I thrusted into him one last time and leaned up and bit his Demirkan flesh. He moaned softly and I chuckled. I laid my head against his shoulder and gazed at him. Jordein was smiling and glanced down at me.

She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pain as the smell of burned flesh filled the air. I pulled her close until our faces were inches apart. "Let me make my place very clear to you," I said, my voice deathly quiet. "Well since you know how dangerous I can be, let me introduce myself. I am the Dragon Queen. This is my palace. Thorne is my mate. You are nothing. A bitch from the past who has overstayed her welcome. If you ever cross my path again, if you ever speak to me again, you will get more than a burned neck. Do you understand?"

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!!”