Draco Malfoy Fancast Novels & Stories

He looked at the man. “What?” Draco raised his brows. “Produce children like a dog, you're such a sick bastard!” he growled, looking away. King Draco had never been disrespected in that manner in his entire existence. Anger boiled in him, he looked at Draven who stood with an indifferent attitude. “You are a bastard!” then Draco threw him the puzzle box that he had already placed on the table side. Draven’s eyes moved to the puzzle box as it came in the air and almost immediately Draven looked at it, it froze and dangled in the air gently.

As time passed, Drago grew more skilled in harnessing his supernatural abilities, embracing his true nature. But it was unknown to them that the medication had no cure to the pain on his forehead. It had only subsided and hadn't taken it off completely. Sorceress Scarlet knew it was time to pay a visit to the Malfoy family and tell them about the scar on Drago's forehead. While they all sat together in the sitting room, Scarlet appeared in their midst. Diego and Luna Malfoy didn't flinch since they were already used to her appearance. "Wasn't expecting to see you, Scarlet." Diego said, rubbing his chin.

Mangar demanded. “The girl in front of you is mine, you bastard!” Draco snapped. “Liar! Luna doesn’t belong to anyone!” Delcy shot back. Mangar glared at Draco. “You’d better get out of my sight. You don’t know who you’re dealing with—I can kill anyone who stands in my way!” “And you don’t know who you’re dealing with,” Draco said, stepping closer. “Take a good look at yourself before you even think about touching what’s mine. Maybe try losing some of that fat first.”

“Are you nervous that Draco won’t like it when you make a mistake?” “A mistake? No… Draco is actually very attuned to my anxiety over events like this. He’s been very supportive. I’m nervous that I will embarrass you, and people will think you are associating yourself with someone like me, who doesn’t have manners. Or people to say I’m not good enough for Draco.” I didn’t know why it was so easy for me to just open up to her.

I bellowed, "You're truly a shame to the Lancaster family, Draco! How could you just die along with Mom and Dad? How could you just end the Lancaster family bloodline? I'm going to properly teach you a lesson today on behalf of the Lancaster family!" I used every ounce of my strength to violently slap Draco across the face while wailing. My fingernails dug in and left scratch after scratch. I wanted to see how long they were going to keep up the act. They got to eat well and live comfortably, while I was abandoned in a stockpen used as a holding cell, left for others to bully and abuse. Why did Draco have the right to boss me around since we were young, just because he was born male? In that

‘Very well’ the young dragon replied, ‘I am happy to serve you one last time your greatness. The surroundings blurred once more, leaving Rex back in the cave with his hand still on the stone, he tried to remove his hand but realised he could not, “What the?” ‘It will take a few minutes to draw the power in, I am sorry but it will be painful for you’ Fafnir said to Rex. “Huh? AAHH!” he cried out once the power began to flood into him, ‘It burns!’ “Ok, shit plan Raz, this thing is moving pretty fast!” Lacey called out, stabbing the scorpion’s tail with her sword, trying to get its attention.

" he gritted out. Smilingly, the beta raised a vial and handed it to Draco. Frowning, Draco took it, watching the vial with confusion scrawled across his face. "Is that a fairies fart..." "A fairies feather, ew!?" Draco spat, pretending to retch from nausea. His action made Alfos break into laughter. The male who barely laughed. Seeing it had Draco cracking a laugh too. "So, am I going to drink a fairies fart so I can fart like a fairy, eh?" "On the contrary," Alfos admitted. By now, both males exited

“Boss!” Anthony called Malfoy, who was slumped in his chair, smoking a cigar, his attention fixed on his phone. However, Malfoy was too absorbed in his screen to hear him. So, Anthony stepped further into the room and called out again. He lightly tapped Malfoy’s shoulder from behind, “Boss!” Malfoy swiftly caught hold of the hand that touched him. His movements were quick and precise as he twisted the arm he had caught. With his upper body strength, it was easy for him to throw the man forward just by grabbing his hand. It was his body’s natural response to the touch.

Maika grumbled, annoyed that she hadn’t seen her twin brother since the awakening. “He left with Sir Draco to C Country, my lady,” Anne said, blushing at the mention of Draco’s name. Draco is the highest-ranking Royal Guard in the palace. He is assigned exclusively to protect the reigning royal family. With his powerful aura, well-built physique, and irresistibly handsome face, it’s no wonder every woman in the palace swoons over him. Beyond his title, Draco's bloodline is second only to the Vellarias in purity. He grew up alongside Malko and is his best friend—but was always a thorn in Maika’s side.

Ranulf said to her. And just as he was about to finish his sentence, Maven a black-winged creature who was built like a man appeared to us. He has a broken horn on his head and was half-naked just like Ranulf though his body was more on the slender and creepy side of grayish color. "My Kings..." he said bowing to Ranulf and myself. "Maven, thank you. Your queen here would like to speak to you." Ranulf stated as she was looking at me, telling me in her eyes that she was not comfortable with the queen thing.