Draco Krew Novels & Stories

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Draco spoke proudly with a smile spreading on his face and stopped for a minute, looked in the direction of Crysta and sighed loudly. “tsk.. tsk.. dear Crysta, I don’t like the look you give me right now” he said with a threaten embed in his voice. Crysta’s eyes sparkled with tears of being played and the betrayal. “why?” she asked after a long time. “why? Is that all you can ask?” “I thought saving the souls and protecting them is not that exciting. The exciting part was when I rescued that villagers and them started praying to me and taking me as their God was the exciting thing I ever had. I felt strong and I felt a sense of POWER.”

The man’s stance was elegant; his huge posture towered over Adrian’s. He looked like the leader of the gang. His presence was dangerously terrifying. People in the room began to edge away when they recognized him. They were well known for silencing anyone whose life or money was on their ledger. These were Draco’s men—the mafia boss’s crew. Draco played by rules of his own making. He didn’t come after someone without reason, and he didn’t forgive those who offended him.

As she continued to smile and stroke Nova's head, Samantha said, "Of course, I do. He's the most amazing man in the world. He not only protected me but you too." "Did you ever meet him, Mom?" "Of course." "Can you tell me a story about him then?" Nova's eyes twinkled with hope. Gloria, who was in the living room, said. "Sir Draco was from Swallowston and joined Wyvern Peak as a soldier when he was eighteen. At twenty-two, he joined the war legate selection and became War Legate Draco. During that same year, he made himself a legend during the Battle of Azure Creek."

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance:

Now, all that remained was Teresa. Moonshade loomed in the distance, its dark silhouette against the night sky. Drako's steps were purposeful as he navigated the familiar terrain. He knew the risks, the dangers of playing both sides, but the need for power and control drove him forward. Entering the camp, Drako sought out the wolves who had pledged allegiance to him. They gathered in the shadows, eyes reflecting a mix of loyalty and uncertainty. Drako addressed them with conviction, "The time has come. We need to act swiftly and decisively. Our pack's future depends on it."

He looked over at the man beside him, rubbing his palms over his denim-covered thighs. “Marcus and I brought a tribute from both of our packs,” Drake said, gesturing to the heavy wooden crate of liquor sitting on the coffee table. "Our mates were unable to join us this evening." “My thanks, I hope your mates are well. Tell me, Marcus, does the council follow the ways of its predecessors now that it has new leadership?” Lucian asked, his thumb stroking against me, the motion steady. I had to fight not to relax into his touch. He was feeding a calmness into me through the bond.

Alpha Braden of Lily pack had heard of the disappearance of Freya who was the mate to Emory, His Beta’s son. He and Draco has a great relationship with the Beta because they were all friends as they grew up so he wanted to console him. Draco also is a very loyal servant to the palace and the pack at large even though he was not a messenger but he is more like a great advisor to the Alpha who has a solution to issues most times.

Argentum said in teasing manner “I am Prince you evil women… do you want your prince to accept his defeat…? huh?” Draco argued back and tried to free hinself, on other hand all other teen Dragon ‘s were encouraging them both to fight including their training master , master Mossace… “Hahahah…. my prince you forgot…. your Draphidrmia still pending….. (Draphidrmia is a ritual which is performed in Dragon realm among royal Dragon which is equal to coronation)… but me… I am already hired as your first in line chief commanding officer..” Argentum said proudly

Draco had wanted to erase thoughts about his past Isolde uprooted and went into the woods. Draco had focused on his prey, a deer, after nocking his arrow on the bow and readied himself to strike when he felt a lance pierce the back of his knee. He'd yelped and dropped the bow in haste, only to turn and see the group of males. "Unbounds!" Draco had growled in anger, targeting the males, armed and ready to kill him. Alfos had laid complaints about the Unbounds. A group of people who were against Draco and his aim to reclaim the throne of Bloomington.