Draco Gun Tattoo Novels & Stories

No one could tell that way that inside me was purely chaos. Vasilis turned Danae over, ripping the clothing over the spot where the seal sat. An ancient symbol in red and blue unfading ink. "Slit your palm and place it over the seal. Quick about it." Delphina ordered whilst Vasilis chanted. I let my beast slip and my claws dug into my palm, piercing my skin. I crouched and placed it over the seal before it could heal. I looked away from the leaking liquid that reminded me whose child I was. Who I truly was and how powerless i'd become.

Excited, Daniella questioned, "What do you want me to do?" Draco looked away and pulled out his drawer to reveal a gun. He then put it on the desk. Daniella was scared out of her wits when she saw the gun. "You... have a gun?" Draco glanced at the ignorant Daniella, fished out a check, swiftly wrote something on it, and put it under the gun. Then he yelled at the door, "Lance!" Lance quickly entered and bowed respectfully. "Master Jordan."

“Worth a shot “, Venus said shrugging her shoulders. “Spring’s flowers•Summer’s heat •Autumn’s fall• Winter’s Ice AUTUMN PACK Draco had just eaten lunch and was very satisfied. He stretched his long legs on the recliner in his office while staring into oblivion. The thinking was something he did often and getting lost in his thoughts was his favorite pastime. Clad in tattoos from neck down, he played with his dangling ear piercing. A knock on the door. The most irritating sound he’d ever heard. Second to slurping. “What?”, he said, his deep smooth voice echoing in his naked room.

A new weapons deal will be done in the upcoming days, and normally the designs for the guns are discussed before the actual trade takes place. I remember Enzo’s gossip that time about the lady boss walking into the meeting room that fateful day the designs were being discussed and that she had called Draco “babe” and had acted as if she and Draco were in a relationship for a long time. The designs of the new pistol that Draco had shown them that day were fake, and it was a trap to catch the person who had leaked a previous design on the dark web and sold it for a huge sum of money. Draco had not found the mastermind since he missed the right time to investigate the issue.

The tremendous presence studied the tattoo on her back. “And what do we have here? I’m in awe there are still worshippers of Dragons existing in this fallen era,” The Lung Dragon known to be Dracsora the Dragon of Discreet emphasized. “Nevertheless, I still don’t care, since you came all the way to my lair just to talk. I deemed your efforts insufficient. Your virtues are all mine." Dracsora opened his jaws wide about devouring in a single snap.

*Ember* We ended our conversation long after the sun rose. I sat back in my gaming chair and daydreamed about DracoK4u’s muscular physique, cold yet somehow warm blue eyes, and the intricate dragon tattoo I’d seen peeking over his shoulder. I wondered if it extended all the way across his back. I’d have to ask him to show me next time. The dragon clock on my desk smiled at me, a wooden dragon curled around a round-faced clock. I picked it up, running my hand over the warm wood as I thought about running my hands over DracoK4u’s chest.

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

Flying as fast as his wings would go. Drake got home in time to see Mage and one of the Ascendants leaving. He grew paler as he got closer to his home. Will and Jake were in the great hall with Samuel when Drake walked in. “Oh, this is not going to be good.” “Drake? Where have you been?” “What happened? Where is she?” “Drake, how do you something happened?” Drake turned to his side and they saw the bright red mark on his side; exactly where she had been shot.

asked Astrid. “Those are ancient rune characters belonging to the Dragon race. On my hand is your name written. On your hand is my name written. This is a sign of our bonding as partners. Our bodies and souls are linked in the bonds of the ancient magic of the Dragon race. This mark will disappear when the agreement is accomplished," said Draco. Astrid raised her hand and studied the ancient script tattooed in blood ink on her wrist in admiration. "Calm down. Humans won't understand the meaning of the runes. I'll put a spell on the tattoo so that the other human eyes won't see it," Draco said while snapping his fingers for a simple magic spell.

he said, bowing his head respectfully. Drake didn't answer, he just took a quick glance and then drove into the small warehouse parking area. The car he uses to go to this warehouse is a special car that he usually uses to carry things like this. Ordinary people may not pay attention, but in some places in the car already have a talisman attached. It is round in shape and made of an arrangement of large, glittering scales. People might think they were accessories made of snake scales or some kind of big fish, but they were wrong. It wasn't the scales of a snake, it wasn't the scales of a fish, it was the scales of a dragon. With such a talisman, any spirit contained within those objects woul