Draco Malfoy Dad Novels & Stories

In truth, I should probably thank Dennis. If he hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't be who I am now. Just then, my phone rang. It was Raymond McMillan, Dennis's father. "Anna," he said, his voice warm and familiar, "are you coming back to Veldere soon? Once you're back, you can finally become my daughter-in-law." My heart skipped a beat. For him to say something like that… it meant he didn't know. He didn't know that Dennis was already with someone else.

" Draco's red, swollen, and bleeding face, paired with his ferocious remarks, made him resemble a vengeful spirit fresh out of hell. He turned to Mom and Dad again, saying, "That brat is entirely useless to us. Why don't you just cut ties with her and let her deal with the agreement she signed herself? You see, the Lancaster family has no room for a traitorous bitch like her." Under the incredulous stares of the onlookers, Dad nodded, saying, "I'll write up the papers to disown her right now."

“I…” “Don’t worry, I am happy for the news, although it would have been nicer to have been told by my son than to have confirmed it myself.” Sabina leaned forward and gave Blair a pat on her arm. “Umberto, Draco’s father, will also be pleased. He tried to talk me out of bringing us both here today, but Draco has had long enough to keep you to himself. It was past time for you to meet the family, such as we are left.” “Draco’s father is here also?” Blair asked, her eyes darting around to see if he was here at the poolside.

Draco held her firmly as he made her sit on the couch and crouched in front of her holding her hands firmly in his big warm ones. "I know it's hard but Dexter is his father," Draco said. "The father who was ready to kill him?" She mocked. "Finlay is my life Draco. I can't. I don't care if he's Finlay's father or not. Finlay belongs to me. I can't," "Fiona," Draco sighed. "As a father Dexter has the right to Finlay. If he wants he could take Finlay from us but he's not doing that because he knows Finlay is safe and happy with you. All Dexter wants is to meet his son," Draco said when a small voice caused them both to freeze.

Suddenly Draco's tears dripped, getting heavier in each second. Feelings of sadness flooded through Draco. His chest felt so tight. The piercing sadness felt so sore on Draco's chest. He looked up and looked at Edmund. "Why? Why did he do that for me?" Draco asked, crying sadly. Edmund looked at Draco gently and lovingly. "Because he is my father. He is a Red Dragon who is full of love. He did it with love and pride. I'm very proud of him, Draco," said Edmund hoarsely. Remembering his father's presence made Edmund's tears dripped too.

It was pretty loud so I paused my music and looked up at him. "Your dad really killed his own flesh and blood," he asked me. I said yes then explained that he did because he'd been late to his birthday party. Everett's eyes were full of horror. "Maybe he really wasn't his son, although they looked the same, you know like Draco Malfoy's dad in Harry Potter," I mumbled with a grin. Everett looked off in thought and chuckled. "Your father looks identical to the character that played Draco's father in the movie, same long blonde hair and pissy disposition," he laughed heartily and I shrugged with a smile.

Dad loved Dungeons and Dragons and taught me to play way too early. But then I got to middle school. And playing Dungeons and Dragons was considered uncool.My eyes burned at the memory of yelling at my Dad to stop trying to get me to play those silly games. He never brought it up again. "I'm sorry," I whispered, letting the tears fall free. "I'm sorry I was such a terrible child. I'm so sorry, Dad." "Hey, hey, it's okay, Camille," Megan whispered, stroking my hair. "It will all be fine."

The draft copy of the letter lay open on her desk as she read my father's reaction with obvious satisfaction: "Dearest Father, perhaps the Alpha would be interested to know about your business dealings with the rogue packs beyond our borders? Or how about those missing funds from the pack treasury? I wonder how many laws you've broken. Maybe I should start making some calls. Unless, of course, you reconsider my allowance situation. Your loving daughter, Scarlett." "Blackmail?" I exclaimed, impressed despite myself. "That's much more effective than just cursing at him." At this point, I felt nothing but cold hatred for the man who was biologically my father. Any warm emotion had been burned a

One by one, the brothers filed out of the room. As the door closed behind Daemon, I slowly turned my attention back to Draco. He was already watching me. Interesting... He can command an empire with a single word. But the moment one of his brothers gives me a little too much attention... he sends him away. For a man who insists this is merely about control... he's making it increasingly difficult to believe him. "What the fuck is that again?” Draco yelled at me.

“I've been taking care of you for the past seven years, despite the dark powers you inherited from your father, I decided to keep you and raise you in this cave to keep you safe. I never once restricted you from going out but.. my realm is dangerous for you if you're caught, there would be a horrible consequence, Draco-” “-I never once asked for these powers mother! Take them away from me if you want, I don't want them and I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. That's why I want to go to father's! He'll find a way to stop my powers from doing horrible things. Also you'll be more at ease here with Ziyah, the council won't have any reason to harass you” Draco said making me even more annoyed.