Timeless Dramione Ao3 Novels & Stories

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.’

"I have the official test report from the shaman here, as well as the formal diagnosis from the healer of the pack." I took slow, deliberate steps toward him. "Those so-called elixirs you prepared for me were Shadowmoon Drugs, right?" Damon, with his back against the wall, had no way out. "Please hear me out—" I could barely speak without trembling, saying, "It's been three years, Damon. You personally brewed this toxic drug for me for every full moon for three long years." Damon sounded very weak, saying, "I never intended to cause you any harm—"

I had found my place, my purpose, and it was with Dawn and our pups. And I would never let them go. "Forever, Rhys," Dawn whispered beside me, as though she could hear my thoughts. "We’ll be together forever." I kissed the top of her head, my heart swelling with love for her, for our little family. "Forever," I agreed, and I knew deep down that this was only the beginning of our happily ever after. ★ Dawn A long time had passed since the world shifted in ways I never thought possible. From an ordinary Omega to the Luna Prime, the Luna of all Lunas. The thought alone still made me smile in disbelief.

Liana and Draco looked like a happy average couple with a bubbly toddler, Damian. They had settled into a comfortable routine of everyday activities, which although monotonous, brought them joy and happiness. Here's a peek into their everyday life: At around 6:00 AM everyday ,the day began early for Liana and Draco. They are almost always woken up by the sound of Damian, who is already up and raring to go. Not that Draco would be technically 'sleeping'. But he had to pretend to his best.

asked Cynthia getting in and settling down . " You' ll know ." said Dmaon smirking and closing the door . " Now no questions for next half an hour just sit silently and listen to slena gomez ." said Damon tuning on the music . " Wiat what the hell half an hour were are we exactly going and it's too late it's 3 in the morning .Oh my god i just relaised we Danced for four hours non stop Damn it now my feet are gonna pain so bad ." said Cynthia .

Darren rolled his eyes, elbowing my brother. “It’s not speaking ill. Bisnonna was a proud card-carrying bitch.” André chuckled. His laughter helped to dispel some of my nerves and tension. “Well, I could never place why I could see these things, including being pulled into the astral plane where Melania kept Tiberius’ mind trapped. On that plane, we truly met and realized we were mates. We fought to reach Melania, wanting to free Tiberius and August from her hold.” I explained. “Whoa, that sounds kind of cool and trippy. So that’s why Tie said it was like living a messed up version of Alice in Wonderland.” André nodded, piecing things together.

They knew this was a long road that they were beginning, each one of them would be there for the entire trip. She was standing before an altar in a dress that didn’t seem right for this time. She couldn’t quite recognize where she was except that she felt ultimately at home. It was her place and time. She was happy she knew that much as she could see herself in a mirror and she was smiling. It’s almost seemed as if that she was in a dream within a dream this time at least or that she was a careful observer from the outside that couldn’t influence any part of this if she wanted to. She stood on the outside looking in as she could see herself, but it wasn’t herself. When the dark-haired man wa

I gulped down hard as I pushed open the door. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 "I'm really sure about this one Damon, she's a striking beauty, unlike any other you'd ever see, she's really sexy too. There's just something about her that you won't be able to resist I'm sure" I stared at her file and the picture of the girl in here was definitely beautiful, gorgeous even. I read her name out loud "Jasmine Scott" Age: 21 Height: 5'4

Time was supposed to be unbendable, unbeatable, but I had done it. I, Luna Nyssa, had changed time. Once upon a time, I was once the terrified woman who had looked up into the cold eyes of her mate as he watched her get poisoned to death. The woman in my past life was now nothing more than a distant memory, a past dream, perhaps, even a nightmare. Now that I was standing beside Damien, my one true love, and surrounded by people who actually cared about me. I could hardly recall just how hopeless I had once felt.

I saw her wipe her tears, and I swear, it gutted me. But I had no choice. She doesn’t know Keres. She doesn’t know what he’s capable of. She doesn’t know that this isn't about love triangles or misunderstandings. It’s about death. Her death. Thanatos was clear—Keres would take her soul under the full moon. That’s tomorrow. Time isn’t on my side. I needed her far away. Away from him. Away from the hunt. When I stopped the car, I handed her the bracelet. She looked at it like it was poison. And maybe in her eyes, I was the one poisoning her life.