Draco Malfoy Character Novels & Stories

The men gasped at the sight, now realizing that Draco's curse wasn't just a rumor like everyone had thought. The scholar Draco had contacted concerning his other form had said he was a Wraithling, while another called him a beast because of how scary and huge he was. Unlike every other lycan, Draco's was bigger and towering with wings as wide as a Dragon's. He had scales on his face with long fangs and claws that could spell death for someone upon a single graze. Two horns jut out from his temple, curved with ridges. Draco's beast was powerful, horrid, and fast. It had an uncontrollable hunger for blood.

"Look, I'm not good at this whole... emotional support thing. But you're not stupid, Dalia. Naive, maybe. Sheltered. But not stupid." She sniffled. "That's not exactly a glowing endorsement." "I'm not done. You want to know what I see when I look at you? I see someone who's been protected her whole life but still chose to come to this deadly academy. I see someone brave enough to jump into a pit for a piece of metal, even if it was a terrible idea. I see someone who cares enough about her cousin to team up with people she barely knows." "Really?" "Really. You just need to learn to think before you act. Channel that bravery into something more strategic."

“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.

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?”

He stood and went to Draco’s side, trying but failing to whisper, “Did I cause any sort of trouble?” “No, boy. We just need to have this conversation,” Draco said, patting the boy on his shoulders. I watched them interact, noting once again how different Draco was from the other alphas in the Werewoods. He was so down-to-earth and related with everyone without the barriers of power and dominance reflected in how he treated others. He was a rare one; I admitted begrudgingly. But what could have made someone such as Draco lose his mate, remaining mateless for all these years?

The symptoms vary depending on the source of the bloodline. Take the Dragon lineage warlock as an example. Both men and women have extremely high physical attractiveness, a long life expectancy and fertility that is much greater than that of a dragon. They can become wizards simply by relying on their natural talents. But how can all the good things be absorbed by the lineage wizards, so this lineage impulse has become a lifelong imprisonment for most wizards.

I don't remember seeing Raba nervous or stammer. " He , what Raba. Make yourself clear! " Draco was clearly loosing his cool. He was as much in the dark as I was. " Draco, the fierce Dragon Lord. Still as arrogant and naive as ever. Seems like you did not yet learn your lesson. " Even I shuddered as the words with which he was provoking Draco. Did he have a death wish. Draco was about to pounce on him when Lucian caught him from the back.

"Why should I do that when I want you dead. I was beginning to think the drugs Xander gave me was fake as it was taking far to long for you to come to this state" "How dare you? Why are you doing this?!" Yelled Draco, his eyes going wide in bewilderment as he clutched his chest even tighter. "Because I want to. I want everything you own. You weren't important to me except for the time you happened to get rid of Xander. That's has always been your role for me and now he's gone and you'll be gone too, I'll have everything" "You selfish brat!" Draco launched at him only to fall back down, blood spewing from his lips.

“Your little lover girl is a hybrid. A hybrid with strong, questionable powers. I bet I’ll get stronger if I get to hurt her.” “Draco, don’t you hurt her. Stay away from her. She has done nothing to deserve…” My voice was shaky. No, I wasn’t scared… I’ve never been scared in my life. I was heartbroken. Draco, the figure, seemed to get closer with the most malicious chuckle. “All the people that we killed, do they deserve to die? Have you forgotten how we ripped one of your nannies' eyes from their sockets? We’re meant to be powerful and heartless. We’re meant to take over and slaughter.”

I wasn't sure about what he was plotting and I kept mute about Lucinda's disappearance because Layzal made a promise to keep her safe. "I'm not insane, madame. I am sure of what I heard." I responded quickly as I looked downward. One thing was certain and that was, she was never ever going to believe me, no matter what. Stefan Malfoy, o! that is totally unbelievable. He returned back to his position when Layzal returned to the underworld and ever since then, I have stumbled severally on Draco's discussion with madame. Elisabeta and one thing was certain, Draco had come to love Layzal so much.