Draco Anime Novels & Stories

Draco growled, "You either stick to one or remain a playboy. Try to stay away from Anastasia if you're picking the latter. Princess perfection is a professional at pleasing you, not sure my Anastasia has any experience.” I opened my mouth to speak but Teresa screamed at me to shut up, looking more pleased with what was happening. She had no idea how dangerous what Draco was doing was. ‘He’s going to kill him.’ I nodded agreeing with the voice. ‘I think so, and I doubt Draco had the strength to defend himself.’ As if fueling Marius’s rage, Draco poked Marius’s chest and smiled warmly. "See, you can't even express your anger properly, like the coward…you…" Bam!

Serana POV. “Ahhh,” I moan, as the monster hovers over me. He is my capture, my jailer Vilkas, the last dragon. “You Lycan whores are all the same. Like bitches in heat.” He grips my face, forcing me to look at him. I look into his green reptilian eyes, blood tastes on my tongue. He pants harder before he pulls out and flips me over. I feel like I’m being ripped in half as he entered me roughly from behind.

If I had to face this drakaina alone I know I would have likely fainted. Behind the Queen are two attendants. One male and one female and both very young. They are wearing matching outfits of pale blue silk, their wings small and folded behind them. The drake has a warm glow about him, like captured sunlight, his skin a tawny brown like days spent too long on a beach. His hair looks like a fallen star, starting with black at the roots and extending out in every direction with a fade from black into purple then red, orange, and finally pale blonde. His eyes are coal black.

I was so lost in the sensations that I was feeling I’d failed to notice that the group had ended their reunion and turned to us. “Sera?” I only regained my senses after Max called out to me. A flush of heat crept up to my cheeks as I looked up to find four pairs of eyes watching us curiously. Draco was unfazed by the situation and reached out his hand, offering a handshake to Max. “Hi, I’m Draco Macer, Alpha of the Silva Moon Pack and Sera’s second-chance mate. Nice to meet you, Max,” Draco said, sounding so confident and imposing.

He was not sure what she was, but he knew she possessed healing powers, and that should convince the dragon kingdom to accept her as his mate, their princess. Just then, Alicia heard someone yell, “I knew it! I knew you had a secret out here, so I followed you. This is your day to die, dragon!” Antione Richmond yelled raising his bow. “Dragon! Fly! Get out of here, save yourself!” Alicia cried. She ran over and stood in front of the dragon, begging Antione not to fire. Corithias shot flames at Antione, making a wall of flames to block his path.

Draco growled. Daemon frowned. "You're reassigning my responsibilities?" "I'm reminding you that we have an intruder." Draco answered back. Daemon grin and said, "The intruder isn't flirting with me." "The Crimson Mistress isn't your assignment." Draco roared. Draven failed to suppress a laugh. "Oh, this is getting entertaining." Daemon looked between Draco and me before a slow, knowing grin spread across his face. "I see." Draco remained expressionless. "You see nothing."

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

I was a bit taken aback, “No it's not that, it's just. She's a pet- A snake, she just had an opportunity to evolve and own a human-like body. Pets rarely get married, they don't have the ability to last without their master. That's why most of them rely on their master, to survive.” Draco hummed and pointed straight ahead, the water colours had changed and become heavier. We were now at the seven hells realm territory. I sighed. The skies were dark with barely a shiny star in the sky. “This place looks sad, gloomy and lonely.. I love it! This is totally my type. Crescent moon is so shiny and bright, makes me sick sometimes.” I smacked Draco lightly and he giggled at my annoyance. I exhaled a

"Why?! Why are you doing this?" Dressed in the same knight armor of our capital, Sakros, the main guard of my father's special army, looked every bit like a human, but I sensed something odd in him, and I confirmed it after seeing his arms all wrapped up in dark red scales and his hands turned into claws. A dragon? He is also a dragon in a human disguise? He cocked his head to the side, gave me a grin, and he pulled his claw out of Saphira's abdomen like he was simply gutting out the intestines of an animal.

He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.” Tristan... *** Hopefully this was better than the previous! pls comment ur thoughts! Shalini Zhara <3