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Guest Post: “Love, Pixel Style” by Dana Marie Bell
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Most people who read my books know I’m a huge geek. I watch Dr. Who, I sobbed over the ending of Firefly, and I play video games. Lots of video games. And I adore ones with romance elements in them.
Romance? In video games? Yup. More and more, we’re seeing story-driven video games including romances in their optional portions of the game. It’s never necessary to romance anyone in any game, but to me it adds just that little touch that I long for. The whole “if you want romances in your games go play a dating sim!” argument holds no water for me, because I’m playing the game and enjoying all of its elements, not just the romance. These days, we see more and more games adding it, including Fallout 4 with its options to romance all human companions, but it all had to start somewhere.
One of the first I can remember was Valen Shadowbreath of NeverWinter Nights: Hordes of the Underdark. Oh, poor, tortured tiefling. How I loved him so. And I got a happy ending with him, which made me shiver with delight. I was hooked. Valen is still beloved by those who remember him, and held up as an example of a character it was difficult to get to know, but so worth it in the end. I wanted more, but I discovered that there was so very little out there that fueled my romance-loving soul.

Oh, I was pissed. I felt betrayed. I was…intrigued. Who was this? His speech intrigued me, his voice soothed me, and his tragic backstory made me want to smother him in squishy hugs (which he wouldn’t have appreciated in the least…on the outside.) The son of a night hag and a human, Gannayev-of-Dreams won my heart and gave me my happily ever after I’d missed out on with Casavir (who, on reflection, wasn’t all that great after all).


Having loved Zevran, I prepared for my next adventure, and my next love. I thought it would be the rogue mage, Anders, who would laugh his way into my heart, but instead I fell for a grumpy, sarcastic elf whose gravelly voice sent goosebumps up and down my spine: Fenris, the ex-Tevinter slave. Watch his opening scene. I had to pause before talking to him because, once I heard his voice, I couldn’t even remember Ander’s name, let alone that he was standing right next to me.
Dana Marie Bell lives with her husband Dusty, their two maniacal children, two evil ice-cream stealing cats and two dogs who think barking should become the next Olympic event. You can learn more about Dana and her addiction to series at DanaMarieBell.com. You can also find Dana on Facebook, Twitter, or on Goodreads!


