Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus Novels & Stories

"So this year, as I have calculated, the anniversary ball will be organized by King Lucius. The same king, who for so many years, pretends to know nothing about the gem. I had a lot of patience. This time will be his last. And it will be the day of the ball. But first, I need to talk to my queen. Drake?” I hear him call me, and I walk until I am in front of him, and then he continues: "Take this sealed note." I see Brantley coming towards me, holding a wrapped papyrus in his hand. He has remained as a human too, and I know he does not like it at all. He wishes to have remained in his standard form like a dragon. He extends his hand to me, giving me the papyrus which, as I see it, is sealed w

From her statement, it seems she thought Drogo was a male dragon. "What?" She said looking confused. "Drogo is a female '' I said with a glare, Freya was taken aback. I wasn't surprised, she knew nothing about dragons, so she had no idea. "Drogo is a female dragon? " She shouted in horror, looking at me with disappointment. " Why on earth would you give a female dragon a masculine name? The name Drogo sounds manly" she said looking at me with disdain. Her words and actions rendered me speechless. " I heard that when a dragon is born you alone can give it its name. What were you thinking when you thought of Drogo?" She questioned. "Goodness! There better names " she said again.

He seemed to like me at first but then became short with words and withdrawn from the conversation when he learnt that I was still waiting for my wolf. I’m craving Micah’s company, but I know I must practise spells before seeing him. I place the book of spells and a candle on the ground. I light the candle and hover my hands on either side of the candle, ‘Dimulous,’ I say. The candle casually flickers but stays alight. I repeat the word many times, flicking my hands towards the candle, even standing and spinning myself at the candle. The gust of air I made from twirling towards it wouldn’t even extinguish the flame.

He cursed under his breath. The nun ignored his remark and stood beside Lucas again. She raised her both hands and closed her eyes. She hummed for a second and chanted her ritual, repeatedly, in endless loops. ‘Bron tu neto Sir ravyo forenso Portu harem mossuna! Domus, Domus, Domus!’

"The input is too high! He’s going to burn out!" "Let him burn," the Emperor rasped from his exoskeleton, his black eyes fixed greedily on the Queen. "Look at her. She is waking up." The Queen’s head twitched. The slackness in her face tightened. The dead muscles were being galvanized by the raw dragon magic. She took a step forward, then another, the motion smoother, less mechanical. "It’s working," the Emperor whispered. "Apotheosis." On the table, Tristan began to convulse.

Eventually, Princess Christina nodded, "No." "Alright then." After this affirmation, Draco walked over to the bamboo birdcage hanging from a tree nearby. He took a New Zealand Night Parrot from inside, tied an arrow to its body, lightly patted its wings, and sent it soaring into the sky. After a moment, even its shadow was no longer visible. Draco turned back, standing in the center. His gaze seemed to capture all the light in the sky and earth, his radiant ethereal presence grabbing everyone's attention. His voice rang out, filled with charm, "I'm done."

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

I pick a card from the different piles. The first she turns over says death, the second says empress, and the third says, lovers. Mara stares at the cards for a moment before looking up at me. “You will bring death to something while giving another life. Your heart and mind will be torn in two by love. One lover is old and familiar, while the other is new and clouded in mystery. Your heart will only belong to one of these men, while your mind will tell you the other is the better choice.” Mara takes my hand back, “Let me see your eyes.” Her other hand grabs my face and stares into my eyes. She whispers, “Drakon I vovk.”

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

"I will do everything within my power to save your child." With utmost care, Draco scooped me up in his arms, cradling me against his chest as he carried me to the inner chamber. Laying me down gently on the cool floor, he retrieved a worn spellbook, its pages crackling with ancient knowledge. His eyes skimmed the text as his fingers traced the faded glyphs upon the pages, his voice resonating with a mixture of power and vulnerability as he began to chant the incantations that promised to defy the natural order.