Draco Malfoy Apple Novels & Stories

"Jacob Malfoy, son of the late Kastro Malfoy and Sibby Malfoy, was caught in the act when he tried to poison Alpha Rhett Jackson with aconite." Dylan instantly became alert when he heard that. He looked at Jacob again, and something about the man struck a cord of recognition within him. "Wait," he ordered suddenly, stopping Kenzo halfway. He slowly rose to his feet, hands planted firmly on the table before him. Everyone else watched silently. "Is something wrong, Alpha Dylan?" Rhett asked beside him. "The aconite he was caught with," Dylan murmured. "What form was it?" Kenzo looked into parchment, then lifted his head. "Pills, Alpha."

"I hate every single one of you." "You got horny and turned into a Disney sidekick." Jax forces out. "I did not get horny." Leo shouts, trying to catch the apples as they fall. That only makes me laugh harder. One of the apples bounces off a tyre and starts rolling down the slight incline toward the road. Leo lunges after it, a man trying to preserve the last scraps of his dignity. The sight is so ridiculous I have to brace myself against the car to stay upright. My stomach hurts. My face hurts. Tears sting the corners of my eyes. It feels easy. Normal. It feels like maybe we're finally going to figure this whole mess out together.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Leonard chuckled. "What do you mean?" Draco asked restlessly. Leonard threw something on the carpet. It rolled and stopped not far from Draco's feet. It was a dragon's head that had been decapitated and preserved. Draco stared at the dragon's head without any reaction. He did not recognize the dragon's head. The head did not belong to Albus, Jergintarth, Zergenth, Zilpher, Urvath, or Zellin. Draco was secretly grateful that the dragon head carcass wasn't the one he knew.

“Don’t get me wrong, I do not want to be Queen B. I mean I understand people are concerned about bee stings, but what they forget is that it may be a bee or Queen B, all you need is a piece of paper to squash it from the face of earth.” With that, I turned, leaving her dumbfounded, standing there. That is when I heard the slow claps that were coming from the Cafeteria doorway. Standing there was an individual with an ultimate Colgate smile. “That was Savage!” Draco said, walking towards me. "I wanted to intervene earlier, but you did not need me. Guess you are not a Weakling!” I smiled back at him, knowing what he meant. “Come, we have enough school drama for a day. Wanna have some fun?”

Underneath the box is a folded piece of parchment with Draco writing. My Io, This is Mochi. It is a dessert I think you will like because it is my favorite. It is filled with a sweet bean paste and a pastry of rice flour. Often when we kiss your sweet taste reminds me of it. I am sorry that I am not there to enjoy it with you, but I hope it makes you think of me. Love Draco.

Maria teased and I smiled at her leaning my head on our joined hands “drink your juice, get some sugar inside your system before you go out with the chocolates” “I’m starting to wonder how much food do these people consume” I said taking a sip of the juice making Maria laugh. “Believe me, I ask that question to myself on an almost daily basis” Daniel, Thomas’s younger brother said and my eyes widened at the fact that he had probably heard the whole thing. “Mr. Daniel, I apologize…”

And Elara had always enjoyed playing subtle games, whispers, implications, little traps designed to provoke jealousy or suspicion. This one had been careless. When I stopped in front of her door, Kylie hesitated. “Are you sure you don’t want Alpha Marcel to know you’re here?” she murmured. “If anything…” “That would turn this into something it doesn’t need to be.” I shifted the cloth in my hands. Kylie’s eyes dropped to it, worry deepening. “She’s going to deny it.” “I’m not here for her confession.” I knocked. A pause. Then the door opened.

Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm. At the other end of the table sat Max Holden, his calm smile and sharp blue eyes tinged with a hint of perpetual mockery. He appeared indifferent but was clearly observing the situation with keen attention, especially Alpha Dragon. Picking up a small piece of meat with his fork, Max sliced it with precision before offering it to Jenny. With a soft, confident tone, Max said, “Jenny, you should eat more. You look tired today.” Jenny felt her cheeks flush as she avoided meeting Dragon’s gaze. She reached out to take the food herself but fou