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Dragon Age: The Wolf's Awakening

“Everything I’ve done was for them… and now, no one can stop me. No one, except, perhaps… her". For centuries, civilizations have been built upon stories. Some sacred, others forbidden. But every story is a form of power. And every truth, a form of rebellion. This Book 1 speaks of guilt, faith, crushing responsibilities, and the first tremor of a love that does not yet understand the magnitude of what it will one day destroy. It is not rebellion yet; it is the dawn before the tragedy. I am not trying to retell Dragon Age: Inquisition. The explosion of the Conclave is only the starting point that allows me to narrate another story... the intimate origin of a relationship that will change the world. When I began writing this story during the pandemic, I too believed the tale Solas had sold us. But I came to understand it was only one version within a greater fiction. He was, after all, remembered as the god of Lies, Treachery and Rebellion, depending upon the story. This book is the origin of the woman behind the myth, and of love before the fall. It is an elven tragedy, and all I want is to bare the wound. "I'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans...That's my man..." All recognizable characters, settings, names, and lore belong to EA and BioWare. This is a fan work based on the Dragon Age universe. Original characters may appear, but the story remains grounded in the world created by BioWare. I am not affiliated with the copyright holders in any way. No copyright infringement is intended. It took me a long time to find the right tone and turn for this story. This is the third time I write about them, and the first time it truly feels like the story moves forward. Solas is a character who touched something deeply personal in me, a thread of rebellion that runs through my own life. I always felt I owed him a fic. Though perhaps… I owed it to myself. Writing this was beautiful. A personal journey, through and through. This is my little gift to the community, but also, to the apostate I became. “The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.” Inspirations: All the Dragon Age novels, codex, and games. Epic: The Musical by Jorge Rivera-Herrans The Misery - Sonata Arctica (Cap "Lady Pain") "The Grand Design" by Stephen Hawking "Escape from Freedom" by Erich Fromm "Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind" by Yuval Noah Harari "Nexus: A Brief History of Information Networks from the Stone Age to AI" by Yuval Noah Harari "A Long Way Gone" by Ishmael Beah "An american slave's journey to freedom" by Frederick Douglass "Perreo. Una revolución" by Cazzu "Everything I'll say to you tomorrow" by Elísabet Benavent "The Spinoza problem" by Irvin D. Yalom
Elen_Dread_Wolf · 63.6k Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance
JoyceOrtsen · 838k Views

Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna

Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst
Ash20 · 580.7k Views

BLOOD, BONE AND BITTER HONEY

My world was simple: there was the Pack, and there was the Prey. I am Athel James Thorne, born a hunter, forged into a weapon to exterminate the blood-drinking scourge that festers in the realm of Athelgard. As a high-born Wolf and elite Hunter, I am the law of the Thorne Pack, and I can track a vampire through a blizzard, scent a succubus’s lie from miles away, and end them all the same way, blade, fire, ash. Until the night I met Crown Prince Malakor Vane. To my kin, he smells of silver and pine, the clean, distant scent of royalty. But up close, beneath the alchemical masks and the suffocating illusion of purity, there is something else. Something wrong and forbidden, and it clings to him, thick, intoxicating, ancient. The scent of crushed pomegranates and storm-charged air. The unmistakable sweetness of a succubus and something darker still. A vampire, a shifter, and an abomination. The very thing I was born to destroy is hidden at the heart of the throne, and so I make it my mission to expose him. To rip away his mask and to drag the truth into the light and let the King see his son for what he truly is. The closer I get, the more my instincts betray me and the urge to kill him tangles with something deeper. Wilder and possessive, and my wolf does not want him dead, and it wants him claimed. As the Wild-Zones stir and the shadows close in, I am forced to face a truth more terrifying than any monster I’ve ever hunted, and I would burn the kingdom to the ground before I let another hunter touch him. Will this bond be our salvation or our ruin?
Anna_Baibe · 11.8k Views

Step Aside, Let Me Lead!

Shen Tang awoke on her path of exile to find that this world was utterly unscientific. Divine stones rained from the heavens, and a hundred nations vied for power. With a honed literary heart, words became reality. With courage gathered in a warrior's spirit, mountains were cleaved and seas divided. The seemingly weak pretty boy she knew, with a single declaration of "Charge on horseback!", instantly found himself clad in armor, a long spear in hand, becoming an army of one, capable of slaughtering his way through enemy lines seven times over! The consumptive wretch in her eyes, by chanting "Stars scattered across a chessboard," transformed the heavens into a round canopy and the land into a chessboard, arranging troops with effortless ease! This wasn't just unscientific anymore! This was the coffin lid of science being nailed shut by theology! And as for her— "My Lord, the Northern Commandery is suffering a severe drought, perhaps you should shed some tears?" Shen Tang: "..." "My Lord, the Southern Province is flooded, perhaps you should laugh more?" Shen Tang: "..." ———————— Looking at the ten bowls of rice she had devoured, her pocket cleaner than her face, and a group of starving, ill-intentioned villagers constantly stirring up trouble, the village chief Shen Tang, suspected to be the reincarnation of a bottomless pit and a true 'soul painter' (someone who draws poorly but passionately), had no choice but to abandon her beloved paintbrushes and reluctantly embark on the path of a warlord. join patreon.com/worldoffanfiction for advanced chapters and support the daily update
elissam063 · 39.3k Views

We Are AIways Present Within Each Other

We Are Always Present Within Each Other is a story about a love that begins quietly — from two boarding rooms facing one another. No grand promises. No dramatic confessions. They meet when they are very young. He is reserved, disciplined, and kind. She is innocent, soft-spoken, and slightly lost in a foreign city. Their feelings do not arise from sweeping gestures or cinematic moments. They grow through small things: bringing in laundry before the rain, ordering dinner for two, a first trip to the supermarket, simple conversations in a narrow corridor. When he decides to study abroad to build his future, they make no promises to wait. She stays. Eventually, she marries. Years pass. He returns — not to intrude, not to disrupt her life — but remains quietly present, appearing only when she truly needs him. More than thirteen years go by. He remains the same: calm, steady, loving in the way he always has — without possession, without pressure. She marries. She divorces. She hesitates. And still, he stands in a place that is difficult to define — not quite a lover, not merely a friend, but something deeper. A soulmate without a title. This story does not attempt to prove that a perfect man exists. It simply tells of a man who is kind enough, steadfast enough, and mature enough to love without causing harm. And above all, it is the journey of a woman learning to accept that she deserves love — not because someone is flawless, but because two people understand and respect one another. Because some relationships, no matter how many years pass or how far apart they drift, remain quietly present within each other. ( Some connections don’t disappear with time — they simply become part of who we are within each other. Discord for readers — link in bio.)
AoShiRenJian_Lilly · 23.7k Views

Oops! I Seduced My Stepbrother Again (BL)

Seduction Alert! No Incest! “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice controlled despite everything. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Dylan didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and took him into his mouth. It didn’t go in all the way, barely halfway before it hit the back of his throat, forcing him to pause. “Fuck!” Sebastian’s head fell back, his body reacting instantly to the sudden rush. …. That night, Dylan felt things he had never felt before, did things he had never done before, and made decisions he wasn’t sure he wanted to regret. Because in the middle of it all… he wanted him. But to Sebastian? It was nothing more than a mistake. But for Dylan, the night everything changed. Once a quiet, neglected boy, Dylan had grown up swallowing resentment, living with low self-esteem and no control over his own life. He drifted through it until that one encounter in Korea. He had thought this man took his girlfriend, but instead, the man ended up taking his first time. Three years later, at 22, Dylan is no longer that boy. He’s sharper, bolder, and unafraid to take what he wants. And standing right in front of him? The man who once reduced everything they had to a mistake. Sebastian. Now 29, controlled, untouchable, and acting like that night never happened. But living under the same roof quickly became its own torment, one that forced him to remember everything he wanted to forget. ____ “Just once,” Dylan said, stepping closer, his voice low but steady. “Sleep with me again, and I’ll stop stressing you.” “No,” Sebastian replied flatly. “I’ll pass.” Dylan let out a quiet scoff, his lips curving faintly. “Are you sure you prefer being buried in files… rather than dealing with me?” Sebastian glanced at him, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he answered, “Yes.” But this time, even he didn’t sound convinced.
Unique_Ideas_ · 94.7k Views