Dragon Age Self Insert Novels & Stories

After he nodded, I began delivering the story, "Arden, the name of the snake dragon who is our novel's male lead. He is the most powerful dragon on Mount Tateyama, one of Japan's holiest mountains. Arden has the ability to shapeshift into a human form in order to deceive other civilizations and conquer it. After conquering those nations, he will turn the population into slaves and murder all who oppose him. While conquering nation after nation, he got stronger and more indestructible, to the point where others began to fear him. As his name implies, he rose to become Lord of the land. While conquering the country, he comes across a kingdom ruled by a small group of people. When Arden takes h

My dragon likes the stone and I enjoy seeing pride in his eyes when I wear it. Sir Orifice only had one goal and that was to remove my dress and fuck me. Hitting him over the head with a large vase from the nightstand beside the bed was easy. Repeatedly stomping his fingers beneath my boot satisfying. My thirst for blood began as a child when I planned to kill the dragon. I will never be a normal bride. Had never been a normal child. Somehow the gods matched me with the one man who would see my savagery as a bonus.

Professor Raevers gave a deep sigh when they finally handed her the form. “Please bring the dragon later to the registrar’s office for the magic proficiency test.” she told Johan. “Dagon. His name is Dagon.” said Johan, finally accepting the name his dragon had called himself. “What about Azra?” Dorin asked Seb in a whisper. [She’s different] Seb wrote discretely. [She isn’t as strong as Dagon.]

She jerked the sheet up over her bare breasts as Drago walked into the room. “My little mate,” he purred as he climbed back in the bed with her, “Why are you covering yourself when I have already seen your beauty?” His onyx hair fell in a wild mess about his shoulders, as he pulled her into his strong arms. “Dragons aren’t shy, my love,” he chuckled, “In fact, we love it when our mates walk around naked.” Madchen palmed her forehead, her cheeks flushing feverishly. Her hair was a mess, and she hadn’t brushed her teeth, in fact she was barely awake, naked as the day she was born, and she felt vulnerable and exposed.

Olivia's POV “I, Aiden Virek, take the title of Mate to Luna Olivia Hartwyn, joining Thorne Ridge Pack. I pledge my loyalty, power, protection and lifeblood.” Aiden lowers to a knee and presses his forehead to my stomach, exposing the nape of his neck in the traditional show of submission to a Mate.

Their rhythm is painful and beautiful. Together, the three dragons orchestrate her body like a symphony: Draven spewing heat that forces her open, Kael anchoring her with the steady violence of his desire, Rion chilling the burn just enough that she doesn’t combust completely. Her sense of self begins to fragment—first at the edges, then in great, reckless shards as the sensation blots out thought.

He hesitated, fists clenched, the humiliation from earlier fueling his fury. The tension broke as I turned back to Drake, needing to prove it—to him, to myself. On my knees again, I took his cock into my mouth, sucking deep, tongue pressing the underside. He moaned, hand in my hair, but as his pre-cum hit my tongue—salty, warm—a sharp pain stabbed my core, like claws raking my insides. The talisman burned against my thigh, its curse awakening, twisting the heat into something wilder, hungrier. Not just for Drake, but for all of them—the warriors' scents flooding me, my pussy clenching with a forbidden urge to take multiple mates, to breed under the shadowed moon. What was happening to me?

Each person steps forward, says the words, and receives the mark. By the time it is my turn, my hands are shaking so badly that I have to curl my fingers into fists to steady them. My mouth feels dry as I force myself to speak. “From this day,” I say, my voice trembling despite my efforts, “I belong to the….Moonshade Pack and dedicate my life to the Moon Goddess. I live to serve my Alpha….Adrian…Raven.” The words feel heavy as they leave my lips, like I am locking myself into something I don’t fully understand and may never be able to escape.

The sense of it crashed over me, too big and too beautiful to contain, and tears spilled freely down my cheeks. “From now on,” I breathed, voice trembling but sure, “I am Loriah Allard-Thorne.” I looked out at the sea of faces—my friends beaming with pride, my parents glowing with emotion, pack members gazing at me with reverence and welcome. And then my eyes found Draco. His gaze burned into mine—fierce, proud, possessive, devoted. He stepped forward, pulled me into his arms, and sealed our vow, our bond, our future, with a kiss that left no room for doubt.

She waves Folkor closer as he is the nearest and takes his and Tessa's hands and put it together like a handshake, and place a chalice underneath their hands "Declare your allegiance" Folkor takes a deep breath. "I King Folkor, king of Dragons of the west and leader of blue mountain lair hereby declare my allegiance to Queen Tessa, Queen and Guardian of all" a white line forms around their hands and transforms into a chain. Gina take a need and prick their fingers with a needles. As soon as both drops fall into the chalice it swirls together and forms a gold liquid, and both of them feels a connection forming between them. Any ill feelings they had towards eachother disappear and they feel c