Solas Dragon Age Romance Novels & Stories

“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.

" you don't know why but you're lost, lost in his eyes as if he is staring at your soul. it is like you are in your world with him—you didn't mind about the people entering in or the fact that you two are in one cubicle. but you didn't ignore the turmoil, you were still worried and anxious about being caught. you gritted your teeth. you were so frustrated. your devil side is battling against your angel side. you wished to feel pleasure—you want to feel what it is like to be loved yet you also want to stay the way you are right now. you disliked it. you disliked being so all over him. but you're enjoying it. you're enjoying this challenge he's offering you. one sex won't hurt...right? "fuck y

Eoin. When Ben and James finally dragged me in my wolf form from the rubble, I barely had time to check myself over fully when Rori came scrambling over the mountains of rock, plaster, and brick "We have to distract the damn Dragon." She ordered, but I made a move in the direction she was running from where I had last seen my mate. "Jagger." She called, and I paused. "Trust me, Kayda has an ankle shackle on its magical, and Drakos is using some spell right now to hurt her. Sage is working on it, but he is counteracting it, we have to stop him and distract him long enough for Sage to remove it." Rori explained pleadingly and frantically as I centred my concentration to where the Dragon stood.

I feel the tears burning my eyes. "What is going on? Why do you need to know?" Jodie jumps up and looks at me with anger on her face. "You might have slept with my mate," I say in a small voice. "That is impossible. You don't even know who your mate is." The anger burst forth from me. I lift up my shirt and show her the bruise that is still there. "This. You see this, this is your fault. Do you know, how I know? My dragon just told me that she smells her mate on you. I had immense pain because of you. I wanted to die."

it was the same hypnotizing fragrance that I had witnessed during my Draphidrmia couple of centuries ago in Dragon realm… It din’t took me long form me and my Dragon both to realized that this fragrance was of our ‘DESTINED MATE’ I thought to myself and my Dragon heart started pounding so fast that I felt a swift rush in my Dragon blood to follow this fragrance…. in split second my Dragon completely forgot about his injury and flew right through the forest……. I could feel my own rush and excitement to meet my Destined mate, her mere fragrance which I had witnessed just once… JUST ONCE was making me go crazy enough to rush towards her… her hypnotizing scent that I had inhaled centuries ago s

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

(Kelly laughs) Beautiful morning bestie, hmmm, someone is in a good mood…spill! So you remember the guy I was talking to at the club, uhmm, yeah, well, he phoned this morning and said he will want to see me again, and asked if we could go out tonight and I said okay. Oh! Yeah, so don't wait up, 'cause mama is feeling lucky tonight. Yeeeeepe! You're such a nasty girl Ashley. Well, I hope you have a wonderful time with… with what? His name? Oh crap! I don't recall, well...who cares! (Ashley makes her way out of the room singing) (The next day…)

“And it happens to be the one thing he hates most.” “What’s that?” Larissa asked, eyeing the small bottle in my hand. “A binding ritual,” I replied, staring at the shimmering liquid inside. “I have to be bonded to him.” “To him? As in lord Vladimir?” Her voice rose in disbelief. “My lady, you can’t be serious. You can’t bind yourself to the Dragon King, that will ruin you.” Ruin me? What was that supposed to mean? “I suppose that’s a bit of an exaggeration, Larissa?” I asked casually, though the look on her face told me it wasn’t. She was dead serious.