Remain Nameless Dramione Ao3 Novels & Stories

With Blake by my side, I know I can renounce my pack and start a new chapter in my life, one filled with love, trust, and endless possibilities. When the movie is over, I look at Blake, letting him know I'm ready. He holds me tight as I say the words, “I, Amara Reynolds, break all ties and tethers to the Munnin pack, their Alpha Victor, and Luna Angelina. Along with any alpha or luna there after.” A pain surges through my body. I feel Blake still holding me, but the pain is so great I pass out.

Draco, I'm not Olivia, I'm Erada " ****

I raised my brows and he seemed to notice it even through the mask and he continued. " My beta informed me about what you ordered his sister to do " Dorian stated and then paused once again. " Which is? " I asked, getting bored of his presence already. " Luna Daciana, Ashina is an Omega of a kingdom. She can't be seen doing your laundry " Dorian said, trying so hard not to sound flat but to my ears, he sounded flat and that got me annoyed, he shouldn't talk to me that way. " So, you called me here for that? " I asked and he seemed not to get what I meant by that as his brows raised slightly.

She concentrated on these six Rogues all of whom turned to her as she entered their minds fully, Back down Rogues. You are outnumbered and will be torn to shreds in seconds. Do not be foolish. Damon is dead, it is time for you to move on.’ She was surprised when she felt their minds melding together as they worked as one, ‘Draco is with the Moon Goddess bitch, he is not dead and he will return. You cannot escape him. You belong to him’ She stepped back as they flooded her mind with images of Draco possessing her, ‘That’s right bitch, we know everything. You do well to remember that.’

She stood taller. “My name is Elowen a’Lunaris,” she said. “I am not your asset. I am not your absolution. I am not your mistake to erase. I exist whether you file me correctly or not.” The memory of Daire in the hall—the real one, not this phantom—flashed behind her eyes, kneeling to Lunaris, swearing in blood. Love wasn’t the problem. What people did with it was. The Rite shifted. The phantom Daire in front of her changed.

Rayan went inside and closed the door. "Brother, stop crying. Come now, we need to talk." Rayan said as he sat beside his younger brothers. Damon shook his head. "Rayan.... I made a big mistake today. I hurt my mate. How can I do this to her?" Damon asked. "Damon, she is Ashley, not Adira! Please stop tr...!" Damon cut his brother off in the middle of his scent. "Then why is her scent the same as Adira's brother's?" Why? Who is she?"

Damien and Elle were having sex on his king-sized bed, their moans were piercing her heart, Elle giggled as he thrusted into her, Ariel heart was literally bleeding she couldn't believe Damien could be this cruel. "Sit and watch" he commanded in his Alpha tone through the mind Link as he continue fucking Elle. Elle wasn't aware of her appearance as she kept moaning and gripping unto Damien, he as he continues fucking her, Ariel stared at them with disgust and pain, she swallows the huge lump in her throat trying to avert her gaze but she couldn't. "Fuck you're so tight pumpkin" Damien said thrusting into her deeply. Ariel's heart pierced at his words, her wolf kept howling as he continued hi

Riley said, "But Thane was ready to do anything to bring me back. The woman beside him is a sorceress. Her name is Jade." "Who is that?" I asked, motioning to the man with deep black hair and blue eyes standing before an unnaturally sparkling pool of water. There was something about him—something familiar, it was as though I had seen him before. “Your half-brother. Daemon.” I watched as Daemon stepped into the pool of water, the sorceresses' chants echoing around us. The water began to glow, and invisible hands dragged him beneath the surface. At that very moment, the younger version of Riley jolted awake.

“Join me. I can teach you how to control the storm inside you. Break the tethers. Rewrite your mark.” “And if I say no?” He leaned down, face inches from mine. “Then you’ll keep losing the ones you love until there’s nothing left to protect.” I swung at him. He dodged. But barely. “I see the Luna still fights,” he said, impressed. “Good.” “Who are you?” I demanded. “What’s your name?” “Darian,” he said. “Darian Crowe.” Crowe. The same name my mother used to whisper in her sleep when the nightmares came.