Draco Malfoy Eye Novels & Stories

Draco was there, sitting on a big rock. He wore a black shirt and jeans that held snugly to his muscular body, with boots that had a couple of tiny grass sticking to the soles. He immediately spotted Kyra, and a smile crossed his face, a ray of sunlight hitting his face in a way that made his brown eyes look golden.

She was stunned to discover he was secured in a cold sweat, indeed in spite of the fact that his skin was as well warm. Is he wiped out? Ought to I call an ambulance? Terrified, Sydney observed him squirm. His upper arms bulged as he wrestled with the cover, his body shivering as his eyelids fluttered. “Draco!” she cried, shaking his bear. His eyes snapped open, and for a minute, the students were expanded, nearly vertical. An spooky yellow shine shone behind the whites, and Sydney knew, past a question, she was looking into the eyes of an unimaginably effective summit predator.

"Maybe I'll go back to earth and start asking your little bastard where her witchy mother is and I'll be sure to fuck her too." Oh, hell no. I might have been a horrible father but you do not touch Elle. I'm going to have to add Draco to the kill list too, maye I'll bury him next to his sister that I let die. "Draco, I'll.. I'll" Draco takes his hand and lifts my face to his. I had been letting it hang against my chest. Hoping the poision would work quickly. As my dark fae eyes meet his dark fae eyes I see no life in his, nothing but revenge. Nothing but a death sentence for me. He licks his lips in anticipation. This guy is nuts.

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

She could not lay still, she tightened her grip on his dick. He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed.

The second man walked calmly toward Alice, then bowed briefly while his cold blue eyes stared at her. "Good evening, printsessa." I was grateful they weren't speaking Russian again. And it seems they haven't realized I'm here too. My gaze returned to the first man, his strange black eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Alice. Why strange? Because his irises looked permanently dilated. It took me a moment to realize these two were Draco Malfoy's friends from before. "Where's Eirik?" Alice asked, her hand still gripping the katana in her right hand.

Perhaps a spell to bewitch him or something. Light footsteps had his ears perking up. His eyes skidded over to the interlinked door as it creaked open after two attempts and his eyes met with big ocean eyes. The toddler froze seeing him and then his eyes fell on sleeping Fiona and Finlay's eyes widened. Draco saw immense fear dancing in his big eyes before the toddler stepped inside the room. His lips were pouted and he seemed he would cry any second but the frown on his brows got Draco's interest.

He could see her looking up, and he noticed she wasn't moving. Draco took another sip of his whiskey, his eyes never leaving her. As he gazed at her, he couldn't help but reminisce about their conversation earlier. He couldn't explain why, but he felt a pang when he recalled seeing her cry in front of him, the pain evident not just in her voice, but also in her eyes. As he saw it in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a pang of conscience. Draco shook his head, he shouldn't be feeling guilty. If he wanted to see his plan through, he needed to set that aside and focus on his main goal.

Some girls looked forward to watching him eat just so they would watch his Adam's apple move more frequently! I didn't like being around them even if like them I had a crush on him because they were too annoying sometimes. Dracah's body proportions were another thing that he was undeniably too blessed with. For me, of all his charming traits his eyes were the most noticeable thing about him, they changed colors based on how he was feeling. Right now his eyes were pitch black, I heard that meant he was calm. When he gets angry, it becomes gold, when he’s enraged red, and when he’s happy it becomes blue.

David looked at the cave which contained his, Bob, and Elizabeth’s bedroom. I almost forgot about that huh? David smiles to himself. Elizabeth… you almost made me forget about it. Then the Draco roars. This shattered whatever thoughts David had. Turning back to look at the Draco, David sees that the purple shimmer was gone. Instead, the Draco’s eyes were purple and filled with more intelligence. It grinned at David. Heh, fuck.