Draco Harry Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I recognize you! You are the Alpha that I am going to marry, and I am so excited about it! It sounded as though she had lost her mind. Drake rolled his eyes and laughed in a mockingly condescending tone. "I have no intention of ever marrying a whore, not once in my whole life, and not even in my wildest dreams!" To tell the truth, Drake hissed. "If you have something to do with my hair..." he gritted his teeth. "...and my stray, you'll endure the harshest punishment in your life, Bella." "If you have something to do with my hair..." he gritted his teeth. And if you don't believe me, note my words: I'll kill you with my bare hands!

“Stay in the cave these days okay? I'll set out to find a cure for Leader Atrix, it might take weeks or months, but no matter how long it takes, I'll come back for you and then we'll go find your father.” Draco eyes brightened and he held me tightly, “Okay mommy. I'm really excited and I can't wait untill we find daddy and be together again.” I wanted to correct Draco's misconception but I didn't, because he was really happy. Even if it took some words to make him happy then I wouldn't mind.

I tried to clench my legs, to think about anything other than the ravenous hunger burning within his eyes, but it was damn near impossible. Draco yanked my t-shirt up with a snarl. Before I could release my yelp, he pressed his nose to the front of my panties, inhaling deeply. Out of options, I threaded my fingers through his hair with the intent to cause him pain, hoping it would jolt him out of his stupor. Just as I tugged, his tongue emerged and paved a path straight up my slit. A growl that was nothing short of satisfied, tore past his lips.

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"

’ I thought to myself and turned to Draco with wide eyes however his eyes were fixed on Tara who was still crying…. ‘What on earth is this Dragon planning to do?’ I spoke in my mind when unexpectedly I heard Draco voice ‘You’ll see, just have some patience’

he added with a grin, "I will be delving into some transformation spells today. It would be wise not to risk turning our beloved daughter into a fluffy rabbit, don't you think?" A burst of laughter erupted from my lips at the absurd yet endearing image painted by Draco's words. The thought of Zoey hopping around as a tiny rabbit brought a smile to my face. Draco's reasoning struck a chord, reminding me of the unpredictable nature of magic and the need for caution. "You have a point," I conceded, chuckling as I imagined Zoey's reaction to such a transformation. "I wouldn't want to spend the day chasing after a hopping baby rabbit." Draco's eyes sparkled with victory, and he wrapped his arms a

he laughed at the mix of things. Draco hated the mix of things too, his other jobs had been less complicated, infact they were no complications at all. Now Stacey had come and changed everything, and he knew nothing would ever be the same, Lord knew how bad he wanted to keep her safe and he was ready to do anything for that cause.

What was this feeling? She stretched her glowing arm forward and I reached out to grab it. "It will be painful, but, let me out and you shall live." I nodded, entranced, before realizing what she had said. I blinked right before our fingers could touch and hesitated. "Painful? What will be?" I asked, puzzled. "Your shift." She said in a musical tone that trapped me again. "Drakkon. He calls." She sighed in yearning and anger. "Who is Drakkon?" I asked, mesmerized by her glacial eyes that seemed to see me. All of who I was.

he said to Kaida, who nodded. "Yeah, I did. I owe you one," she told me. I smiled and shook my head. "Let's leave it at that. I'm cashing it out on you helping me bring Dalia along." At that point, a golden-haired man came striding across the grounds with the kind of confidence that demanded attention. He was dressed similarly to Riven in midnight blue with silver threading that caught the light. "That's Harrion, the prince's half-brother," I heard Kaida say

The gruesome scene made me shudder. Inside, Marina was unaware of what was happening. She called out weakly, "Darling, how is our baby? Is he adorable? Bring him to me." Her words pushed Horace over the edge. She'd played him for a fool. The Dragon King flicked his sleeve and left in a huff. Mortified, Horace grabbed his sword and charged into Marina's room. I followed, ready to block her if she tried to flee. The room stank of blood. Marina lay there, a skeletal husk, clinging to life.