Solas Dragon Age Romance Novels & Stories

His partner did the same. -This is good- she exclaimed when she felt the sweet drink in her mouth. -Surprise- Dylan smiled, putting the tray aside and sitting next to Cristian. -Do you intend to stay here? - -I have an annoying alpha down there because his girlfriend didn't come today, so I prefer to stay near my beta- -Does Sergei have a girlfriend?- Alisha took another sip of the drink, shaking off the taste. -Something like that. It's a girl he sleeps with. His wolf is something intense and to refresh himself a bit he has his methods and he does not like that of a different woman every day, he is very old-fashioned-

Jake asked. The girl nodded in agreement. but got ashamed as what happened is too fast. The joy in Jake's feeling was his girl's nod. It means that they were already lovers. Jasmine answered late to, they were both just smiling at what happened. She pulled the soldier's right hand, it was already twilight. Pegasus had to be brought back to the stable. Jake, on the other hand, will replace the station at night. "I'll go with you returning back Pegasus to the stable."

A Luna that appears to be twice Kat's age approaches and greets her. - Hello, I'm Luna Maryanne, from Yellow Moon Pack. Alpha Drake is my mate. - Hello, I'm Luna Katniss from the Black Stone Pack. - Welcome, my dear. You remind me of someone. What was your pack? - I didn't have a pack. - Were you a rogue? Amazing, you don't look like a rogue. - Rogues are wolves like every wolf. There is bad and good everywhere. - True. So I don't know who you're making me remember. It doesn't matter. Tell this old Luna, what's it like to have two mates?

"My cousin is a Dragon Lord, not a Lycan or a mere human.” In the midst of the bickering and banter around them, Lucian and Visenya remained oblivious, lost in the depths of each other's gaze. With a contented sigh, Lucian wrapped his arms around Visenya's waist, drawing her closer to him. As their lips met in a passionate kiss, the world faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own blissful realm.

She leaned into my ear and whispered maliciously,"Sister,it's about time you tasted what it feels like to be looked down upon in this life." I carried Ignis and walked onto the field.The beastmen in the surrounding stands whispered among themselves. [Dragons are descendants of ancient gods,after all.Even if they're considered bad omens,their power shouldn't be underestimated in a real fight,right?] [Give me a break.I bet Bjorn will win hands down.He's the most explosive werewolf warrior...] The beastmen around us eagerly placed their bets. The moment the trial started,Chloe and Bjorn,empowered by their mating bond,experienced a massive surge in strength.Within moments,they had me retreating

His dark hair was a mess, and his eyes—those cold, sharp eyes—looked like they could cut through steel. Vermithor let out a pleased rumble. “Told you I liked him.” I rolled my eyes. “Please don’t start matchmaking.” Soren raised a brow. “Who are you talking to?” “Your dragon’s new mate,” I said flatly, pointing at the silver one. “Apparently, we’re all in some kind of… romantic chain reaction now.” The corner of his mouth twitched. “Romantic chain reaction?” “Don’t,” I warned, narrowing my eyes.

"I need you, Liana. I need you more than anything." She hugged me again, and we stayed like that for a long time, crying and holding onto each other with all our strength. "I love you, Draco," she whispered in my ear. "I will always love you.I always have. " And then the turmoil began, the dreamworld crumbling around us.As we embraced, the dream shifted, and the surroundings became more mystical and magical. The sky turned dark, and a sudden wind started to blow, as if the elements themselves were responding to our reunion.

“Fated for each other by the goddess, right?” “Right.” “So what if they hate each other?” “They won’t.” “But what if they do?” Solana insisted calmly. “What if one of them is gay or something and they’re given a female mate?” “That’s not how it works,” Chloe replied, frowning. Then she sighed. “Sol, the goddess doesn’t give people mates they don’t want,” she said firmly. “The bond is supposed to fit. The soul recognizes its other half. The wolf knows.” Solana’s fingers tightened slightly on the wooden rail.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

It was demanding a finality—a total surrender that would bind the Heir of the Dragons and the Heir of the High Wolves until the end of time. Sol broke the kiss, though he didn't move an inch away. His chest heaved against mine, the white silk of our robes rustling. I reached up, my fingers tracing the strong line of his brows, enraptured by the way his eyes—burning with that liquid gold fire—were locked onto mine as if I were the only solid thing left in the universe. I pulled him back toward me, needing the friction, needing the heat. He rested his forehead against mine, his breath hitching, his hands gripping my waist with a strength that spoke of a desperate, barely-restrained control.