Dear Draco Mga Nobela at Kwento

Drake Listening to my mother's words, I almost choked. Me in the castle? How does it come? I do not know at all from serving and all that stuff. I do not think I have the needed skills to offer tangible help and not just be a nuisance at their feet. On the other hand, I think that Princess Edith will be there as well. So close! My desire to see her again is invincible, although I know both of us can't have a future together.

Draco said and Damien immediately turned to look at him with a confused expression on his face. Draco let out a small laugh. “You should have seen your face when you talked about Kira. Your face literally lit up ten times more the second you started to talk about her,” he said to his friend. Draco cleared his throat as he moved closer to Damien. “Listen Damien, I know what I'm gonna say is gonna sound very cheesy and all but I've seen the way you look at Kira and I've also seen the way she looks at you. You both used to be like fire and ice at one point and now, you're both just able to melt at each other’s gaze. I remember when I found out that your cousin was my mate,” Draco chuckled as he

Emliy pov: " And my dreadful days will start ". I signed loudly , I know Drake is going to take full advantage of this situation , why is there no hope for good and honest people in this worlds ,Why are they always exploited and taken advantage of all the time . I was genuinely sad about what had happened to Drake and I really really wanted to make up for it ,But now not so much . Now I just wish he goes back to work instead of staying and working from home .But alas my luck ,I know he is going to make the whole home his office and I will have to be his personal maid till he is fully healed.

I raise my shoulders at her. "You met him already? Who is it? Wait, I don't understand. That asshole cheated on you?" Jodie went from happy to murder in five seconds. "Jeez, relax. I guess, I did meet him. I have no idea who it is. My mother says that my dragon will tell me. She just hasn't spoken to me yet." I place my hands on her shoulders and pushed her out the door. "It kind of makes sense why your dragon hasn't spoken to you. We get our dragons young, so they learn and grow with us. At this stage, your dragon is still a baby. I think she still has to learn to talk I guess." I look at her in utter disbelief.

Now, in the present day, she found the person who would, the person who also loved her despite what she had become in her grief. “My mate, what troubles you?” His breath fanned across her neck as he nuzzled his scratchy cheek. It was slightly ticklish but she didn’t mind. “Anything and everything. I hope that we don’t fail.” “We will not fail. This will work out.” Freja sighed, her body sagging into a puddle. “I hope so.” “We will not fail. Tauric is an arrogant bastard from what I’ve been told. He makes the mistake of underestimating a dragon, especially me, the Dragon King.” His fingers massaged her arm soothingly.

Lowering my face, I kissed the side of his neck that glistened a little with sweat, nipped and sucked a little. “Lucy…” he sighed. “Yes, Count Dracula.” I pulled back my face from his neck to face him. His dark blue eyes are staring into mine, warmly. “I’m sorry I made you cry twice tonight.” I smiled. “You don’t have to worry about that, my dear Count, because everything is already yours…” He smirked arrogantly, between a smirk and a sneer. His Count Dracula smirks. “I never heard this from you…”

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

One by one, the brothers filed out of the room. As the door closed behind Daemon, I slowly turned my attention back to Draco. He was already watching me. Interesting... He can command an empire with a single word. But the moment one of his brothers gives me a little too much attention... he sends him away. For a man who insists this is merely about control... he's making it increasingly difficult to believe him. "What the fuck is that again?” Draco yelled at me.

Draco laughed faintly. "Sorry, Mr. Harper. I didn't mean to seduce your wife. I just wanted to say hello to an old friend. So, do you remember me, Sky? I'm Draco. You guided me when we were teenagers." Sky froze. Her eyes narrowed, busy searching for that memory. "Still don't remember?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. "I was on a tour around Europe. You worked as a guide. Back then, you were the youngest guide at the HealingHills Travel Company. That fact amazed me. I even asked for your picture and autograph."