Cloak And Dagger Dramione Novels & Stories

"My Luna's word is law. I trust her judgment." A loud rumble shakes the room, only getting louder until a knock on the door. A large man smiles awkwardly and enters, his eyes lighting in recognition at Diana. "Drogo! Welcome to the Silver Moon Pack! I'm glad to see you escaped. Now, what brings you here? Do you know where Cleo or Selene might be?" Matias, Liam, Jones, and Toby watch Diana in awe as she speaks casually to the Celtic Dragon. What happened in the Dragon's Belly to make the two so chummy?

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

His mother, Luna Light, was at his side, her face pale with horror. In the midst of the turmoil, a Rogue, seeing an opportunity, drew a silver knife. The blade gleamed with malicious intent as it aimed directly at Damon. Luna Light, driven by an instinct to protect her son, threw herself into the path of the blade. The knife struck her side, and she crumpled to the ground with a gasp.

Riley said, "But Thane was ready to do anything to bring me back. The woman beside him is a sorceress. Her name is Jade." "Who is that?" I asked, motioning to the man with deep black hair and blue eyes standing before an unnaturally sparkling pool of water. There was something about him—something familiar, it was as though I had seen him before. “Your half-brother. Daemon.” I watched as Daemon stepped into the pool of water, the sorceresses' chants echoing around us. The water began to glow, and invisible hands dragged him beneath the surface. At that very moment, the younger version of Riley jolted awake.

“Draco doesn’t want to kill you, Aurelia. He wants to own you. That is why you must be the blade. Silas will be the hand.” Silas bristled. “And you?” Damien smiled slow, feral, resigned. “I will be the shield.” I did not have time to argue. A tremor rolled through the valley like thunder. Every witch flinched. Wolves snarled. The sun shuddered in the sky and a darkness crawled across the horizon. Draco stepped from the mist.

**Zara’s POV** The dagger’s power burns through me, a searing light that feels like both salvation and destruction. My vision blurs as the Forgotten Ones close in, their violet-tinged shadows clawing at the edges of the tomb. Selene’s scream echoes in my ears, her corrupted arm writhing as the mark spreads. “Zara!” Kieran shouts, his wolf form a blur of fur and fury as he tears into the creatures. “Do it now!”

Luke blinked his eyes open, Diana going in and out of her vision, she was bright as the sun, it was almost blinding. His mother was behind a tree panting as tears streamed down her face. Diana was going to kill them all. A dark figure whisked past them, running smack into Diana and taking her out of the air. Both the figure and Diana tumbled to a rough stop on the floor. It was Daemon. He struggled to get on his feet, retracting wings. Her eyes were still completely golden. “Diana you need to—” he was interjected when she lunged forward and grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground and hurling him through a tree trunk, shattering it into bits.

“How quaint. But I think it’s time you faced reality, Sera. You’re outmatched, outnumbered, and out of options. This isn’t just about Silverwood anymore. This is about you. Your family. Your destiny.” The mention of my family made my heart skip a beat. “What are you talking about?” Damon’s smile widened, and he gestured to the cloaked figures behind him. “Allow me to introduce my associates. They’ve been waiting for this moment as long as I have. And they have a… special interest in you.” One of the cloaked figures stepped forward, lowering their hood to reveal a face that sent a chill down my spine. It was a woman, her features sharp and elegant, but her eyes… her eyes were filled with a da

I didn't catch the eye of most because I was known to be wolfless and the fact that wasn't the case actually made me giggle a little thinking about it. Walking into the diner I was a bit suprised to see not only Duke and Flint sitting about midway through the diner but the brothers from the other pack sitting with them. I chuckled thinking it was probaly them leaving the note as a stupid prank or warning. I walked in fully planning just to step into the office and talk to Mama Rose. "What you doing here rouge? begging for scraps." Flint hollered at me. I rolled my eyes, it was so obvious when he used rouge as a term not my name and I knew he was looking for a reaction from me. I locked eyes

Smoke covered the entire place, and the fight below had stopped to save themselves from the explosion. Damona smirked and stopped in her tracks. She fluttered her eyes open with two distinct colors shined—silvery red on the left and golden purple on the right. Everything about her screamed death and ominous. It's her power as one of the chosen Goddess of the Demon Clan. She flapped her wings with full force and an enormous magic circle appeared, separating her and King Warrick from everyone.