Draco Krew Novels & Stories

I said, "report?" "Carl Crawford," Draco sighed. "Chief engineer and public relations for the TMC's European sales division." For his stature, Carl carried himself with a smooth sense of self-confidence. He slicked back his hair as he continued speaking in Italian to the infuriating crowd. I looked over to Draco, and noticed he was smiling. "Reminiscing about your old job?" I asked. "Of course not," Draco snapped. He leaned in closer to us, breathing heavily. "I've just had a brilliant idea."

He then turned to me and asked. “How about you, boy?” I was startled. “Ahmm.. Hawkeye of Dark Knight, 17. Best in operating latest gadgets like surveillance cameras and computers. In charge of infiltrating systems of target enemies. Just call me Miko Chan or better yet, Miko outside. Stargazer’s maintenance leader and Polaris’s waiter. I’m so glad to meet you JD-hyung! Oh, I mean, Black Dragon.” I nervously said offering my hand to him. His smile widens and accepts it.

Alpha Damien was ready to blame himself because he was not having a good feeling about sending Draco without warriors. Draco wanted to act like a common person so that it'll not alert the enemies but little did he know that his enemies were one step ahead of him. “Draco tell us whats going on?” Alpha Damien asked him curiously. Draco raised his head to look at Alpha Damien and Killian but was still unable to say a word because he was still exhausted.

Drake revealed, making Dale open and close his mouth like a fish in shock. "What?" he asked with utter confusion. Drake expected this reaction, so he is not so surprised. Mason, Dillon, and Cedric know this is supposed to happen at a certain point. So they didn't stop Drake. Instead, they silently stood behind him, supporting his decision. "I am a dragon Dale. Me and Mason, we are not humans like you guys are thinking. We are dragons. I came here for my mate. That is none other than your princess Nyra" Drake revealed.

It had the shape of a wolf's head with an open mouth, which continued with a dragon's body, made of textile or leather that swelled in the wind, making a noise that mimicked the howls of wolves terrifying the enemy and formed a horizontal serpentine flag. It took me a long time to connect all the dots. The reference was clearly about the wolves. A wolf’s head clearly meant an alpha. The dragon was what puzzled me for years. That was until I heard of Paul Mateescu. His way of keeping the supernatural beings under a tight leash of rules earned him the nickname of Dragon, Draco in old Dacian. Bingo! But the man I’ve been stalking for days already isn’t what I thought. The papers keep talking ab

"My lord, the banquet in Prince Amareux's Pack is still going on. The security is still tight, but we've found a weak spot in their defenses." Draco's eyes lit up at the news. "Excellent. We'll launch our attack tonight." He stood up and motioned for his men to follow him. "Let's get ready." They quickly made their way to the armory, where they armed themselves with the best weapons they had. Draco took his sword and his bow and quiver of arrows. He also made sure to grab a few daggers, just in case. Once they were fully armed, they set off towards the border of Prince Amareux's Pack. They moved silently, their movements careful and deliberate. They didn't want to give themselves away before

Draco continued his pacing without answering. “Draco!” Mitch growled. “WHAT. IS. IT?” Draco stopped, startled like he was just knowing that Mitch was in the room. He turned and looked at Mitch. “I need a fucking drink.” He muttered and that only alarmed Mitch even more. For one, Draco was always calmheaded and he never cursed, and he never drank any earlier than 11 a.m. “No drinks,” Mitch ordered. Draco sighed and collapsed on a couch. “Are you going to tell me what if=s going on? Or are you going to continue being a trainwreck?”

Forty minutes later, Malachi’s Navigator stopped in the driveway and he walked into the kitchen toward the table where we all sat. He slapped me on the back and sat down. Kiran poured him a drink and put the bottle down in front of him next to the glass. “This is the team. This is Joshua or Romeo, Nick or Cinderella, Nataly or Rambo, Nicole the newbie, Charlie or Blue. Those are their code names. Kade Kominiski works from Detroit and I have no idea why is with them. Out of all of them, Charlie’s the king with a sniper rifle. Nick is very good at being where you don’t expect him to be. Nataly can fight and with a knife in her hands, she’s lethal. Joshua is big and strong but you can walk righ

They held each other's hands as Drake started to tell his vows to HR Queen. As of today, you will be a queen. A queen of our home and a queen of my kingdom. I, the alpha of the Blue Moon pack, am promising in front of the deities to protect, love, respect, and cherish you as long as I live. Our meeting was hard and rough, but I want you to know that I will be this soft-hearted to you, loving you tenderly as I love our son. Drake paused. He was biting his lower lip to suppress his tears and emotions. He didn’t want to cry, but his tears betrayed him and streamed down his face.

Layla's POV: The last few lectures have been about things such as werewolves, witches, and vampires. The Professor has also spoken in depth about the history of Draphend and its association with the supernatural. I am eager to learn more about these beings, hoping to find out more about myself as well as the Draven family. The night Mr Draven hired me he told me of the family's secret. They are vampires. He assured me I was in no danger as they fulfill their thirst for blood on animals. For some strange reason I felt at ease as soon as I entered the Draven manor. I willingly accepted the job and since then I have been reading and studying as much as I can on vampires.