"You've heard the tale of the Dread Wolf, da'len? It is time you learned the whole story." Tales of the gods had followed Avery throughout her entire life with the Dalish. But even so, she never fully believed the tales, always felt that there was something the tales left out. So when the last thing that kept her there was gone, she left her clan in search of more Little did she know that the path she would walk would lead her straight into the claws of the Wolf. A/N I do not own Dragon Age Inquisition (sadly) or any of the characters except Avery and The Herald and except if stated otherwise, all artworks used do not belong to me. Fair warning: I do plan to end this book in a tragedy, so read at own risk. But even so there will still be a lot of sweet and happy parts mixed into the sadness.

Solas and the Inquisitor have only just begun. With the fall of Corypheus, they are free to revel in all the pleasures of married life, of parenthood, of their new life. Tales of the Inquisitor Lavellan and her beloved Apostate Solas. The God she gave up the Inquisition for. The mage she tragically fell for. The love she would die for. See the Herald of Andraste and her faithful Elven Apostate get steamier than ever in this collection of Solavellan stories and hot shots.

Everyone has heard about the inquisitor and her mark but what if there was another. Not the red mark, the black mark. A mark hidden for decades. This mark not only opens rifts it can control the demons and hurt other races. This power was sealed long ago until a little girl was gifted the curse of it. Her name, (Y/n). Alone until a sorceress named Morrigan and a spirit named Cole came along. Freeing (Y/n) of her mirror. Once (Y/n) meets the inquisition she starts to fall for a certain elf and he starts to fall for her. Will love blossom between the two or will others get in the way?

She'd watch as he admired the beautiful Inquisitor, her heart aching knowing he wouldn't look at her that way. Yet, despite it all, she still chose to be close. To be there for him, to listen to him. It was hard to keep quiet, but it became apparent to him that his eyes were looking the wrong direction.

MODERN AU ONESHOT Work had been stressful, But... Solas knew how to cheer you up

And with that said, the elf immediately sank her hands into one of the drawers and pulled out a handful of grey garments. She tilted her head and hummed in thought. "Looks to me like Mr. Stiff needs more excitement in his life!" "Yes, and what better place to start him off than his breeches, of all things!" the Tevinter exclaimed sarcastically, though his face showed that the idea amused him greatly.