Novel & Cerita Draco Malfoy Fanart

“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?”

He paused, his eyes rolling back as he closed them. “You’re soaked.” I was, but that didn’t mean I was going to admit defeat. “If you think eating me out is going to make me cry, you’re crazier than Azrael.” Azrael tutted, “Rude, so very rude.” “I think she needs that smart mouth of hers stuffed.” Orion hummed against my clit. Draco freed himself from his pants and my mouth went dry at the sight of his thick cock, the head so swollen it was nearly purple. He tapped it against my lips, and Azrael chuckled as I clamped them shut.

No matter what those men did, it didn't warrant such a horrible death. "I see you marvel at the works of my hand," he intoned, his voice filled with glee. Strong hands rested on her shoulders and twisted her enough to stare back at the carnage. "It didn't take long to carve out this beautiful piece out of them, mouthy." She squirmed in his arms, hating the lilt in his voice. This man here was deranged, mindless. As if he could read her thoughts, Draco hummed. "Only someone as mindless as I am would create such beautiful art, little bird," Draco said, tracing her skin with his dagger, the very one he'd used to butcher the males.

‘Do you think I am so stupid that I would leave your magic unlocked little hybrid? He began to fist his hard cock his eyes locked on her glistening pussy, to her shame she could not prevent her arousal. Draco was a gorgeous male specimen and he knew it. His dark golden hair and flashing emerald green eyes made him irresitable to females, he was never short of at least two of them in his bed every night, dragons had an insatiable appetite for sex in all its enchanting forms and he had taken full advanatge of his postion as King to satisfy his every whim. Now he would fulfil his lust fuelled dreams but fucking the stunningly beautiful hybrid he had desired since that first meeting.

From the moment Luna first set foot inside, she’d admired the beauty of Draco’s home. Now, Luna was touching the paintings on the wall—paintings she guessed must be by famous artists. Judging by their beauty and detail, they were definitely not cheap. By chance, Luna’s gaze landed on a framed photograph of Draco. A smile formed on her lips. The photo before her was of Draco. His face was extraordinarily handsome—Luna couldn’t deny it. Draco was the kind of man any woman would dream of. Any woman who saw him would surely be smitten. But one thing about Draco always scared Luna: his piercing eyes. That was what made him so intimidating when he was angry.

Stefan Malfoy's POV:: I was standing still, close to the window as I looked outside the building. I was so happy for everything going on currently. And today, happens to be the greatest of them all because finally I was with Lucinda Orlok, my childhood dream. She was still unconscious because Layzal [the djinn] had done a powerful enchantment on her which made it absolutely impossible for her to wake up anytime soon. I felt bad against it because i couldn't just wait to see her open her eyes and embrace my full glory. I have been on diet because I really wanted to appeal her the day she finally wakes up from her enchanted sleep.

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

Ferdinand was dumbstruck, filling the silence with whatever words linked up on his tongue. “Sure.” Draco acknowledged his statement. “You look… powerful.” Ferdinand hadn’t seen the old dragon since the reign of the old tyrant king… no, a couple of years ago when he asked for the nails. Draco hadn’t aged a day, his skin covered in bright ink, his eyes liquid tar, his arrogant face. “You look so much like your father,” Draco noted. “The old tyranny who dares to injure my baby son.” He ground his teeth at the last sentence. “I hear they call you the Ambitious Emperor of The Unknown now.”

, making Alfred zip his mouth immediately. That is how Draco has always been. He never listens to anyone nor does he take opinions. He does only what benefits him and will never back down when he sets his mind on something. “That stubborn for nothing and proud airhead” Alfred grunted and Draco howled a thick “I can hear you, do you know that?” at which Alfred scoffed at, and stated “Do your worse” before sticking out his tongue. ****

His voice was a low, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate against the very walls of the room. I spun around, my heart leaping into my throat. Draco didn't come from the bookshelf I had entered through. He emerged from a shadow near the weapon cabinet, his suit jacket discarded, his sleeves rolled up to reveal corded muscles mapped with faint, jagged scars. He looked like the devil himself, eyes dark and unreadable, cutting through the space between us with predatory grace. "Draco," I breathed, my lungs tight. I dropped the object back onto the velvet-lined tray, the clatter sounding like a gunshot in the confined space.