Draco Lucius Malfoy Novels & Stories

“You’ve never been hesitant to share anything with me before.” “Am I doing the right thing, Ivy?” I asked her quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. “Draco’s father is long gone. He died just the way he killed my parents…by getting betrayed himself. And karma came to his door not long after my parents were gone. Is punishing Draco for his wrongdoings really the way to go?” “Do you realize that you keep calling him by his middle name? You’ve been doing it right from the start.” Ivy said suddenly, breaking my train of thought.

“You need to survive long enough to ruin him. The words settled heavily inside me... ruined him. My gaze lingered on Draco’s face again despite myself. I remembered the exact way he looked beneath the flashing police lights outside the cathedral earlier. Completely calm and untouched, like death meant nothing to him. He was a monster but monsters still bled, didn’t they? Salvatore stepped toward the monitors and pressed several keys against the console. New files immediately appeared across the screens... financial records, political connections, surveillance reports, photographs of luxury estates and blood-covered crime scenes. Draco’s entire life laid open before me like pieces of a puzzle

" Galadriel gritted his teeth as he looked at him calmly, trying to make him feel that the matter did not matter to him, even though it was burning inside him. "Who said I don't care, even if Grace is no longer my companion, the child she is carrying is still my son." Harry had a soft smile on his lips as he looked at his Peeta pack،The Alpha Lucian had warned him of this and told him that Galadriel would not leave him alone،So he was prepared for all these things already "“I am truly sorry, sir, but I believe that the person who has the right to determine whether I am the child’s father or not is his mother who is lying inside.”

The other guy and Vin watched him horrified. Lyceon walked back and sat on the chair placed for him beside the table. He stared at Drake with a nonchalant face and drummed his fingers on the table, waiting for him to vanish. And then it happened. A loud scream numbed their ears and Drake shook badly on the chair, helpless. He twisted his body parts in pain as if something was devouring him from the inside. His face was turning from blue to black and his painful scream instilled fear in his friends.

Zohan responded "You...Cowards!" Draco grunts and shockingly looked at Henry and Richard. "Draco this is your end, devilish end!" Richard exclaimed "Dad...dad...No!" Dyna crouched near Draco, drenched in tears. "Dad..., please admit your sins, please let your soul to release peacefully," "what are you saying, Dyna?" Lucifer scowls. "Yes,... he is our dad... who destroyed many kingdoms, killed many innocent wizards and their families in his life."

Ikaya passed her father a meaningful glare who nodded slightly before speaking, " How can you help us, Draco? Lucien already doesn't like you and there is no point of fighting as long as he is alive, you aren't allowed to ascend on the throne." Draco yawned lazily and crossed his legs together. His posture was nothing like gentle before. Instead an evil aura emitted from his body which was making them uncomfortable. It turned out to be Draco was a devil in saint disguise. Draco replied with a smile forming on his lips, " Everything is possible with the high house, Alpha Alchemis."

Despite whatever happened between them, he still was her lecturer and for all she knew, still hated her for whatever reason he had to in the past. “Sorry.” She chuckled nervously. Lucian quirked a brow and she almost face palmed herself realizing he must not have even thought about it too deeply. “How did you get in here?” he questioned, firm. Her being able to access this room had only confirmed his suspicions and solidified what he already knew. She was supernatural and knew she that she was but has been playing the ignorant from day one. It was the only logical explanation for how she would know about the portal beneath his desk. She must have targeted him. What he wanted to know though w

“She sat up to see Draco sitting in a chair in the corner, his deep emerald eyes, roaming over her. Madchen looked down to see she was only in a t-shirt, and she panicked. “How, how?” “I changed you into that,” he walked over to her and knelt down by the bed. Madchen instinctively pulled the covers to her chin. Drago reached out to her, but she shied away from him.Undeterred, he sat on the bed with her,slowly reaching again, and caressing her face. “So, beautiful,” he whispered,”You passed out on the ride home, no doubt from all the yelling.You have never taken up for yourself, have you?”

In the next image, a King with hazel eyes and his dragon matches as well. I also notice a Latin inscription written around the frames, it’s the same as on the royal family crest but unfortunately, I do not know how to read it. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’ What could this mean? Did they have pets that were paired with them at birth maybe? Or is this something else?

His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloak—although he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. “I don’t believe you,” he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “You can look me up online,” I said, growing a bit desperate. “Like I said, I’m a model and entrepreneur. I’m not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.” The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me.