A Second Look Dramione Novels & Stories

The attendees are all gathered in groups and clusters, all gossiping about the drama they had just witnessed minutes ago. The room falls deadly silent as people notice our return. At the front right of the hall, I see my family and Loic looking worried and concerned. Loic looks especially worried like he would just rush over at any second and pull me away from the king. I quickly shoot Loic a reassuring smile to ease his frown and calm him down. Leo, on the other hand, wears a distressed and frustrated expression. I’m sure she is upset and confused about the unexpected turn of events but I choose to dismiss her for now.

At Rhen, who was watching her with that honest expression that had no performance in it and mouthed something she could not catch from here but understood. At Caden, beside her, who was not looking at the room at all. She turned to look at him. He was looking at her with those dark eyes that had been reading her since the courtyard on day one, and whatever was in them right now he was not managing or controlling or keeping below the waterline. She held his gaze. "After tonight," he said. Low. For her only. "After tonight," she agreed. Drax stepped back to the podium.

Selena's POV My hand trembles as I grip the blade. Damian's side is exposed, dark and smoking. That silver poison is inching up his ribs, looking like it's alive, like fire. Greta leans in closer with the lamp. Maya stands behind me, her hand steadying me on my shoulder. "Do it," Damian urges. I meet his gaze. He's pale, beads of sweat dot his forehead, but his eyes are calm. "Selena." "I can't do this."

Yeah, they give you that small smile to lift your hopes up and then crush you making the fall even harder. Yhup, movie logic. One glance at them should be able to let me know where we were on the scale of grave to very dire situation. And both of them had the same look on their face, Damon more so than James. And the doctor who stepped out last had a hard look on his face. Oh no.

"Can I have a few words with them? I beg you, I will fulfill all requests." [I'm afraid this isn't possible, the connection between this world and reality... It's too difficult. Hope the host understands.] Duncan Hiddleston both solved the affair while observing Phedra Elizabeth. Duncan Hiddleston looks toward her. Notice that there are strange expressions shown in her actions. Duncan Hiddleston was a little worried. "Where are you looking, you're talking to me." Maris Jane sitting on the white ground, hands constantly beating on the chest, mouth screaming non-stop.

Mila said, from the table, without looking up. I looked at the ceiling. Draco held Maren. She looked at him with the smile. He looked at her with the expression, the one filled with love so clear you could feel it.

A visible distortion in the air, sometimes I see flickers of blue, but the aura parts just short of touching me. My eyes go back to Priam, the certainty in my stomach almost solid that I'll see something I was missing before if I look at him now. Potent fear runs through my blood when I do and my blood runs cold. Danis’s voice sounds like a whisper beside me. “Do you see it now?” My stomach wants to heave and I'm sure Roman will be angry if he has day-old tea all over his office. I look away and shut my eyes tight yet I find it difficult to swallow.

She looked ravishing, chained like that to be honest. I made me want to do things with her. Just like that. On that spot. She was struggling, leaping and jumping when suddenly she stopped. " Draco, wait. Did you know that thing which was trying impregnating me just a few moments prior to now? " I nodded. " Okay! Draco I saw... I saw Damian. I mean I think I saw his light. In the outskirts. And then there was a greenish light. And then it took Damian's light out! "

Everyone straightened their backs, people gave way and eyes flickered to a particular direction. ‎ ‎Following their gaze, I glance toward the doorway. ‎ ‎And there he is, Damon. ‎ ‎His dark hair is dishevelled in an effortlessly stylish way. His eyes roam the room, like he's searching for something. Girls sigh dramatically each time his eyes make contact with them. ‎ ‎I shake my head in shame on their behalf. ‎ ‎I look away before our eyes can meet, though my heart disagrees with that choice. I don't want unnecessary drama tonight.

I mean, I am fine with co-parenting, but I think everyone should maintain their distance. Since he told me yesterday that I was his second chance mate, which I highly doubt, I have been looking for several ways to avoid him. “Oh, mummy, please come with us,” Leo pleaded again, and this time I had to face Damon. “Is this one of your tricks, huh, to get me to come with you guys? Tell me what other wicked tricks you have up your sleeves. I watched as his hazel-colored eyes flashed with what seemed to be hurt and annoyance as they met my gaze.