Draco Harry Novels & Stories

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."

Arshild interrupted Draco’s train of thought. Draco was surprised himself too. He was an arrogant young dragon who quickly rose to the title of Emperor. He was the youngest but also the strongest. For him to care about others was quite unthinkable. Draco smiled. “After spending time from the moment the boy was born until now, I suppose I’ve grown attached to him. As if he was my own son.” “Well, he is your own descendant. Although I don't know how many generations your family has, he's the first that you’ve been together with, yeah?”

I hissed at him this time. “Daydra denying me doesn’t work like the wolves and Lycans also your a fucking dragon too or did you forget this while making googly eyes at dick-features over there huh?” He retorted. “I am not a dragon, I am King Aaron's daughter, a vampire and my mother was a Lycan, I will deny you and your bullshit “! I stated. “NOW HOW THE FUCK DO I REJECT YOU” I yelled at him. “Daydra don’t do this please, I’m not doing this for just me or worrying only about myself baby girl”He said.

“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.

Zergenth also looked at Draco with a sorrowful face. "Tell him, Son. You must have guessed it,” said Zergenth with a sore heart. “Draco? What magic item is inside me?” asked Astrid with a sad look. Draco swallowed hard, then answered softly. "The Heart ... of Magic ... The heart is mine," Draco said as he sobbed. He couldn't accept this harsh reality. To complete his mission means he had to take The Heart of Magic from Astrid's body and killed the only woman he loved.

’ 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’

" The prince shouted. Drake was trying to smile devilishly. "You're not a respected royal. Why would I respect a useless creature?" He scoffed. "I will kill you; I will kill your heir!" Drake's expression went cold and dark, staring at the prince. "If you dare to hurt my heir... don't let him hunt you down to hell and meet my demon there." Drake seriously muttered "I'm not scared of Satan!" "But you are scared of me." I have the devil's eye... which means I'm Satan. "

Augur said. “It would certainly help in this instance” Markus said, everyone near nodding in agreement, except Deacon, Minet and Justin, who looked at each other for a second. “If I may, would this solution not work on the young prince? He is fused with a dragon, making him highly resistant to such solutions” Deacon said, walking forwards again. “For once you are correct” Markus said, scratching his chin, Augur also stopped abruptly, they obviously had not factored this into their scheme.

Seraphina giggled and blushed under Achilles’s loving gaze. “I knew you would be a sight to behold but, by the God’s, I was not expecting that,” Ethena gasped. “And such a seamless shift, you wouldn’t think you had only awoken your dragon yesterday,” Narcissus said in admiration. “Truthfully, it was excruciating the first time but, it’s pretty painless now,” Seraphina mused.

Freja seemed to notice and leaned on one foot, suspicion in her eyes. “I’m more than a noble, Freja. I’m...a King. The King of-” “Dragons.” She finished, her eyes widening. Slowly she started to pace, her fists clenching and unclenching. Cressa watched as Freja connected the dots. She had seen Zarek in dragon form, his claws; his eye color even. Her eyes flickered between Zarek and Cressa as she paced. Anger swept the confusion from her face rapidly. Another emotion soon followed, her eyes filling with tears.