Bring Him To His Knees Dramione Mga Nobela at Kwento

I just wanted Draco gone. Daciana cleared her throat uneasily. "Yeah, that". We heard steady footsteps matching down the stairs as we turned, I could see their shadows as they climbed down the stairs. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for what Is to happen. "Draco, meet my Girl. Paisley and my friend, Daciana… Ladies, meet Draco." Killian introduced as I forced out a tight smile.

I almost ended up deflowering Eleanor and her crying face was still imprinted in my mind. "Did something happen master?" She asked. I dropped my hands and stood up from my throne. "Which idiot waters them?" I asked seriously. "I believe it's Ose." She answered. "Summon him!" I spat on top of my voice. She closed her eyes then slowly went down to her knees as I sat down angrily watching her call on his name three times. "You called me Ducan?" He asked immediately as he walked in. He looked happy and his damn smile said it all.

Since Kade hasn’t arrived yet, I don't have someone to dance with, but even if he’s going to come, I’m not able to dance with him, and he isn’t responding to any of the texts or phone calls I’ve been sending him. Someone grabbed my hand and steered me toward the edge of the room. It’s Hermione. “Just be yourself for the time being. After dancing with Blake, I will only pretend to be Artemis. You are required to cooperate, or else you know the consequences if I become angry with you, don't you?” Hermione is actively trying to intimidate me at this very moment. There is nothing else I can do besides give a slight nod. In a little while, she and I are going to switch dresses.

So I just stood there, letting the joy hit me like a wave. He chuckled. “I’ll give you a moment. Oh,—and one more surprise. Someone’s waiting downstairs. He said something about not letting the sun set on your first big win without ice cream.” I practically flew to the elevator. Outside, leaning casually against his dark grey Lexus, was Daniel. His sleeves were rolled up, and his smile crooked and warm. “You owe me a celebration,” he said. “I do?” “Mmhmm. Brunch belongs to your squad. Dessert? That’s mine.”

She squeaks, dashing for the door. "Tsk!" I roll my eyes, facing back the window _ "Hey, Her-mione..." a subtle voice wakes me from my slumber. My eyes flicker open to see Mr. Christian Crofus. Arrggh. "What is it?" I snarl at him, sitting up on the bed "Come with me pumpkin." He whispers, moving from the room already. "No, I am not coming with you! And no, I am not your pumpkin. You will address me as Hermione." I teeth at him

His Adam's apple rose and fell once. "Mrs. Ashford. Lily's eyes... I'm begging you to save her. You are the only person in the world who can perform this surgery." Lily heard my voice. She tore free of Ethan's hand and stumbled forward. Her trajectory was off — she crashed into the glass of the revolving door, her forehead striking it with a muffled thud. She didn't stop. Her hands traced along the glass until they found the hem of my dress. She dropped to her knees, both arms wrapping around my shins.

Luckily for her, she spotted a stool by the side of the shelf and climbed on it. She wobbled slowly on the unstable stool, she heard small laughs and snapped her gaze to Damien who was deeply engrossed in the file he was reading.. "Jerk!" she mumbled under her breath.. Damien pulled out his phone as he took a video of her wobbling and shaking on the stool, he really didn't look like he cared if she falls.. She stood on her toes to get the blueprint that was poking out from the shelf, just when her fingers has grazed on it, the stool wobbled and she lost her balance..

I couldn't just do whatever I pleased, not when I was this close to perfecting my seduction game. I knelt and took it into my palm, feeling the warmth. Lysander let out a groan and tightened his thigh muscles. I looked up, frowning when I saw he had closed his eyes. He'd done this countless times in our first life, and now I knew why he mostly closed his eyes.

I would listen to their screams for help and smile as I watched them burn to ashes. I was pushed forward until we reached the middle of the crowd, where Katherine sat on... A throne! I was forced to take a step on the dais and forced to kneel before her and the crowd around us. A few feet from me, Dameon knelt and beside him, a man who Madame Bertha knelt beside. What was going on? Dameon didn't tell me his trial was today as well. I tried to catch his eyes--I knew he saw but for some odd reason, he was ignoring me.