Timeless Dramione Ao3 Novels & Stories

Ariana giggled with humor and commented with a wink, " You don't want me to see your husband naked all along, Luna? Do you?" Viona became flabbergasted after her words and was about to say something but Ariana had already left for the Mansion giggling playfully. Viona sighed helplessly and began to pick her pace towards the poolside. When she reached the edge of that pool, she gasped in astonishment before turning crimson. Inside the small pool, Damien was leaned against the edge leisurely. His abs were dripping droplets of water and he imposed an aura of attractive ancient gods. Under the blessing light of the moon goddess, his wolf felt more dominant that Viona could sense as soon as she c

“That’s because it was too tragic. Snow Fenner played this drama’s female lead, Raelee White, a piece of skin shed by the demon king, Shimon White. But this web drama was adapted from a web novel, and the author was probably a male chauvinist, so even though Raelee White was the female lead, she never had much screen time throughout the series. “In this drama, the female lead had died twice in the early episodes, and the male lead went on a journey to revive her. The ending was the worst because Raelee White died again and couldn’t be rescued anymore. The male lead returned to ancient times and found Raelee White’s past life, Little Dragon Maiden. When we thought they would finally get toget

Her mother would be even more upset if she knew she was running around in pants. Gavin plucked a few leaves from her hair, and they headed back to the castle. Two days until the Dragon Moon. Two more days to worry about Gavin and her other friends, and then, Nya could breathe a sigh of relief and go on about her life for another year. And by then, Gavin would turn eighteen and not be eligible for the drawing. She held his hand in hers as they walked along, wondering what she would do without him. She didn’t want to find out.

He sneered as he took a rushing step in and tried to relinquish his head. "Stop... fight me instead," Catherine shouts from behind. She then skips forward and looks into the Dark Lord's eyes. She remembers her dreams, her dreams that gave her pain from beyond, yet now she knew it was not her dreams nor her memories it was the first Mark last moments from hundreds of decades ago. The half-moon hung flat on a frosty night in the Cold Mountain. Giving no hint of the bloodshed to come. But in this icy barren territory, I felt it wash over my skin, the brisk wintry blast, to be greeted by the rhythm of my heart, and again. Am I forever alone!?

“They will die if that bubble breaks. They will fall into that inferno.” “Yes, but it won’t happen.” “You have a plan, then?” Cecilia asks. “Of course, you do. You always do.” “I don’t this time,” I am honest with her. “Xena, Xena, Xena. The name that has been on my lips for years,” Draco says before letting out his evil laughter. “Oh, it is just you, Draco. The one-legged witch. You must have PTSD. How is the wound?” “Shut up!”

Aria woke to the soft drip of rain outside her window, though the storm had long since passed. Her body ached from the cold and mud, but her mind was restless, refusing to let sleep reclaim her. The memory of Damon’s rejection burned in her chest, the bond still pulsing faintly beneath her skin. She touched her wrist, half-expecting the glow to have vanished, but it lingered, warmer this time, almost like it was alive.

"Please," Aurora whispered, her voice shaking. "Please don't do this." Damian leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. His voice was mocking as he spoke. "Do you know you're killing my urge?" he asked, a dark laugh escaping his lips. Aurora’s heart raced as his hand moved to her neck, pushing her back against the cold marble wall. Her towel slipped from her body, falling to the floor in a pool of fabric, leaving her exposed and vulnerable in front of him. Damian’s eyes were hungry, devouring her every move. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, the way his body seemed to tower over hers, pressing against her. His arousal was clear, and it made her stomach turn. He was enjoy

His soft voice made Lou Che open his eyes and found him terribly alluring. Ah Ke wore only pants and looked concerned about Lou Che. “Why are you panting and crying at the same time?” His fingers wiped tears on Lou Che’s cheek. The other hand stayed at Lou Che’s chest. “Did you get into an argument with Gongzhu?” Lou Che cannot control his libido any longer. His tears flew even more because he was thinking why he could not attract women. Everything in his life was perfect. He could get anything he wanted, he even got to be the only Fuma that was trusted by The Emperor and The Empress. Why cannot he fall in love with the right human?

, she turned to walk away, and I grabbed her by the arm, pulling her close to me “Dria, you know I love you right?”, I asked, and she nodded her head as she quickly wiped her tears off. “I just need you to give me some time to sort some things in my life first before we can have this conversation again, you think you do that for me?” “Yeah sure”, she nodded her head again, wrapping her arms around my waist and I kissed her forehead Damon's POV

Swoosh! I released the final threads of space-time magic. When Drex opened his eyes again, the world would be different. I would be back in my own dimension, and he would wake up in his apartment, trapped in a loop that had reset to the morning—a morning where the memory of an assistant manager named Elea Jemimia would slowly fade from the minds of everyone around him. Only in the quietest depths of his heart might he continue to wonder about the elf who had briefly graced his life. Farewell, Drex.