Blood Ties

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Reads 4,960
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Parts 11
Time 2h 35m

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Astarion had become a new addition to your camp, He was willing to adventure with you only for the promise you made to him in the forest. Blood was his price and little did you know just how much that bargain would cost.All Rights Reserved

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He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

**Alone and hopeless... Is that everything there is to me? Do I not deserve the prospect of a change? A change for good.** Those were thoughts that went through my mind when he crushed my body with unnatural strength against the tree. I felt the taste of blood on my tongue. My surroundings started to get blurry. My head was throbbing. I began to feel drowsy. But there was one thought that gave me conscious, spinning through my head like a tedious fly keeping me from rest. **I deserve a change.**

My Darkness and My Light (Little Star) by Astarions_Caprisun

OC meets Astarion just before the events of BG3. Story takes place set vaguely in and around the timelines of BG3 with the BG3 party but not in any of the major plot lines of the game. Content Warnings for implied non-con, trauma, and angst. A good enemies to lovers slow burn turned reverse harem smut.

"C'mon, lets get you home." He stood up and helped me up. We walked to my car, but before we were there I stopped. "Well at least tell me what makes you weak." He turned to look at me and for a second he looked as if he suspected something. "I mean, what hurts you most?" I walked towards him and pressed my lips against his. "You." he said on my lips. "You make me weak."

Ishta: Blood Huntress Of Baldur's Gate by IshtaDawnstar

What happens when a famed Vampire Slayer finds out one of her team is a Vampire? Emotional angst and shenanigans, that's what. Follow the journey of Ishta, the once dreaded Blood Huntress of the East, as she discovers how one person can change every conviction she ever had about the nature of good and evil.

Astarion x M!Reader by thefanfictioncorner

Vampires are cunning creatures who have no qualms about making others suffer in their place for their own ends. Like many of the victims, Astarion was unaware of this fact. Blinded by greed and golden promises, he agrees to be turned. A friendly enemy of Cazador Szarr for many years, you observe the events from a safe distance. Until a silver head catches your attention.

"I would say good luck out there, but honestly? I hope you die screaming." Astarion's life takes a dark turn following his encounter with Cazador, as his lover Tav refuses to help him ascend. Left to face the aftermath of his choices, Astarion seeks understanding in his new reality. In his search for answers, he meets a seer named G'axir, who offers him glimpses into three different paths his life could take: his future as an Ascended Vampire, his future alone, and a future next to Tav. Now, Astarion must decide which path to follow before it's too late.

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The Vampire and the Vampire Spawn by R0of-a-D0of

Xisagi, a vampire adventurer, encounters a group while exploring with her friends and decides to help them on their quest. OC x Canon TRIGGER WARNING (OOC sorry (I haven't played BG3)) (Also feel free to check out my OC book for more on these characters)

The Vampire Next Door

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

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