Cloak And Dagger Dramione Novels & Stories

Damon’s POV The fire hadn’t died down. It lived in my blood now—twisting, scorching, branding every breath with rage. But it wasn’t the flames on the battlefield that haunted me. It was Rhea. The way her wings tore through her skin like they’d been there all along. The silver runes dancing along her arms, matching the ancient symbols carved into the MoonStone vaults. She wasn’t just powerful, she was becoming something else. Something even the Eclipse Coven feared.

But Kael was furious—a mate defending his bond. He landed a punch to Dren’s jaw that sent the rogue crashing into a tree. But Dren stood, wiping blood from his mouth. “You can’t kill me,” he taunted. “Not before the bond completes.” “She’s not yours!” “She will be.” --- But then… A glow shimmered behind Dren. Luna. She stepped into the clearing like a goddess of war—her skin glowing, her eyes silver fire. Her power surged in waves, cracking the earth beneath her.

And yet, just like how fast she entered his life, Maleficent the Glutton vanished like a gentle autumn breeze from his grasp – making him wonder if she was only a figment of his imagination. The cackling thunderbolts paired with the flashing of lightning bolts mauled the last of Damon the Prideful’s light as he stared at the scene in front of him. On instinct, Dagger took a step back from the frozen Halfling prince. Though he remained immobile from his spot as soon as he stepped out from the dim tunnel, the zaps of red aura whipped around Damon the Prideful like a veil. The very floor he was standing on started to crumble as if an invisible force grinded up to pieces.

She stepped through the fog like she owned it, her gown trailing behind her like a dark river, her crown of thorns gleaming faintly in the moonlight. Her eyes locked on mine, and everything else disappeared. Everything else seemed to still down. Everything seemed to die out. No voices, no air, nothing. It was just us. I froze, my claws curling at my sides, my breath caught halfway in my throat. Damon growled low and stepped in front of me instinctively, but I touched his arm. This was not something for him to stop me from doing. I did not want him to stop me from this. I did not want him to prevent me from taking a chance that I knew I would never get again.

“Listen, Nya, do you want to see what’s become of the so-called sacrifices or not?” An image of Gavin’s smiling face came to mind, one from before the Dragon Moon where he was claimed by this monster. She narrowed her eyes at him. Nya Gould wasn’t easily frightened. While it crossed her mind she might be crossing into a lair filled with angry, hungry dragons, something about Slate’s mannerisms made her trust him. Of course, that could just be how he tricked his prey into becoming his dinner.

“ She said and handed the dagger over to Cole. “ What am I supposed to do?" Cole asked confused. " We're all direct descendant of the Lord Storm. Our powers put together would make this dagger powerful enough to kill Dagon. “ Alicent explained. She placed a bowl under Cole's hands and asked him to cut himself with the knife. He obediently slit his right palm with the knife and allowed his blood to drop into the bowl slowly before passing the knife to Archer who did the same before passing it to the others till it got to Bellamy.

“I don’t know that he the news his mother is training a potential challenger very well.” “If I have learned anything in our almost twenty years together, my love, it’s that a worthy Alpha should want to meet their competition on equal footing. It will be a good lesson for Damon to learn if he wants to lead our people someday.” Lucas smiled in agreement just as Rory led Osiris into the lobby. Thankfully, my team had worked quickly, and the place had been cleared of the angry wolves out for his blood. “He’s all set.” Rory smiled. “Don’t be too hard on him, no matter what I find out, he didn’t mean to kill that girl.”

Ready to judge and laugh at our humiliation. I stepped forward,my legs were shaking.The silver chains burned.Not from any magic spell but from shame.Because just across the dais stood them. The Alpha twins.Damon and Darian Darkthorn. Damon had ice blue eyes,his hair was black.his jaw was carved from winter.he was cruel.cold.He was the one who commanded armies,He won wars.he was the real definition of power. Darian had the same face but his eyes where warmer.He was a fraction of softer.he once saved me from male stray wolves when were were just pups.But he doesn’t seem to remember that.But I will always do.

Draco said, hearing Draco words Oceano seemed reluctant at first but he soon agreed and did something with rune marks on his chest… Honestly! I had no clue what he did, I was cautiously watching him when almost 5 minutes later there was knock on our door…. I hurriedly rushed toward door and opened only to mouth “Ohh…lord” I was baffled to see Chief Damon… they truly were twinzaj….

I muttered, my eyes returning back to it's endless outflow of water. "I know of a way...but he may not like it" Rhona said in an awfully quiet tone. "What's it?" Esther and I in unison. Rhona stared briefly at us, sighing. She strode over to the shelve, running her fingers through some books. She pulled one out, returning to us. "We do know exactly what that Dagger does. It's sends the being into a prison in it's mind. Cameron won't be waking up, not until the Black Rune Dagger is pulled out..."