Solas Dragon Age Romance Novels & Stories

As I descended from the sky, my wings gracefully folding behind me, Jonathan greeted me with a tender smile. “Are you ready for another taste, Jonathan?” I asked, my voice laced with a teasing tone. I knew the intoxicating effect my blood had on him, and I found pleasure in fulfilling his desires. He nodded eagerly, a mix of longing and adoration visible in his eyes. “Always, my love. Your blood is the sweetest nectar, a temptation I can never resist.” I extended my arm, offering my wrist to him. He brought my wrist to his lips with a gentle touch, his fangs grazing my skin. As he drank, I felt a surge of warmth and connection between us, a bond strengthened with every sip he took.

“She has been through a lot my boy. That is one thing you have to understand, and I have lived with her long enough to know that she wants to change, she just didn’t have the right motivation. And I know that when she looks at you, you remind her of someone, someone who used to care for her. You should not let her suffer. You shouldn't close her out like that. Give her the embrace she yearns for. She is looking for comfort that she has missed all these years and she knows in her heart that you can provide it to her, so do it.” Drom thought about those words for long. Even when they were aligned, receiving miracles that would help them survive their short journey through Free state, he recall

‘Even if I took away all the pain she had to bear all her life, there are just some pain that cannot be taken away, and can only be healed by the power of the mate bond,’ Valkerie said. I watched as my brother Brock came forward and touched Syria’s shoulder. The moment he did, both of them gasped in shock and Syria’s eyes snapped to his and their eyes locked. ‘Mate,’ They both say in unison and their eyes glazed over. My wolf jumped up in glee. She is so happy for Syria, even Val. Val is the nickname I picked out for my dragon, so it would be easy to call on her from now on. “Brock… Is that you?” Syria spoke after her eyes turned to their normal emerald green.

“I know what happened back in the cave. You are not my daughter but, I know some of you is part of me, too. The darkness in you, it all came from me, and I want you to know that I am deeply sorry for what I have done to you.” Drakaina didn’t show any sympathy towards Seraphina, “What are you talking about? I love my darkness. It gives me the strength beyond of what she can do that I can do. Hana likes me, she likes the darkness inside her and that is me. We both love each other and that’s all matters now. At first, she was denying it, but I know she loves what we have together.” She seems fine and sure about what she was talking that made Seraphina boiled to anger.

Something waiting. --- Determined not to be paralyzed by fear, I returned to the antique bookstore — to the stories, the secrets, the fragments of forgotten women. The elderly owner greeted me with a knowing smile. “You’re searching for answers,” he said quietly. I nodded. He handed me a leather-bound tome, its cover worn but strong — *Reflections of the Forgotten*. “Read carefully,” he advised. “Sometimes the past speaks through shadows.” --- I spent the night poring over its pages. The book told of women trapped in illusions, caught between worlds — ghosts of themselves, struggling to reclaim their true identities.

She knew something wasn’t right, especially after that telling glance. As the conversation lightened, Dragon raised his hand, signaling for attention, and spoke with an air of authority, “There’s something else you should know about werewolves. When mates discover their destined bond, they must spend one night in the Cave of Souls. It’s an ancient place that deepens their connection on a spiritual level. That night grants them a vision of their shared future, binding their hearts in ways that cannot be undone.”

Plus he needed to handle Lorcan who is in an utterly shocking position. Once everyone when inside, Adrian's brought his mate's chin up again, he never broke his gaze away from his mate, not even once ever since he entered the backyard. He was amazed and mesmerized by her beauty and everything. Elysian looked at him sadly, lips slightly pouting as she drowns herself into her mate's eyes. "Why are you sad?" "You know.." "I know what?" Adrian smiled again. "You know. I'm a Dragon.." Adrain chuckled softly, then nodding his head at her.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

Not to delay, her suspicious-tinged glare fell on Duri, who was waiting for her to follow him. "Why? Do you have any other plans?" He interrogated her, awakening her from the confusion. Hanging between doubt and confusion, she forgot about the date and shook her head, "No." "Let's go then!" He dragged her to his car without waiting for her approval. Up until they reached the destination, her conflict dripped over the dragon ring. "Was that an illusion?" She asked herself in her mind. He brought her to the equestrian center. "This is the place I find peace," looking into her eyes, he revealed.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.