Draco Malfoy Father Novels & Stories

But Calistha didn't want to offend the man with her reluctance to sit there, so Calistha could only obey while assuring herself that she wouldn't be long in the small wooden chair that barely even accommodated her entire ass. "Before you tell me about my father, how do you know about Malfoy?" "Malfoy? That kid found me after he managed to hack into your father's official website, and he's been trying to find an informant to tell him about Jacob." "I don't get it, so Malfoy doesn't actually know anything about my father either?"

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.

She gazed at Steel in disbelief and asked, "Y-You mean my father…my father is Sir Draco? I'm his daughter?" Steel nodded. Nova was utterly shocked. For the longest time, she had heard about how her father had abandoned her and her mother. Nova even hated him for it, so Steel's words left her feeling dumbfounded. The man that she had hated for eighteen years was Sir Draco.

“Lily, he is Draco.. and he is also..” “your father” saying he strethched his arms wide making the chains untangle and dissipate in air immediately. Crysta and Lily looked highly confused. Lily looked back at Eric who had a sad face. “he is your father, and the very person whom we are trying to fight. Soul eater Draco” he said and heard a proud chuckle from that person, who now stood majestically with his entire outfit changed into a cloak. “yes, indeed. Oh wow.. that sounds fantastic, ‘Soul eater Draco’” Draco spoke proudly with a smile spreading on his face and stopped for a minute, looked in the direction of Crysta and sighed loudly.

I told him spitefully. "Oh, I thought we could be more than that now." He said, like his treachery had been a major feat. "Anyway, you’re going to make me rich again and restore all that my father lost." What is he saying? All that his father lost? My brain started connecting the dots. His father... Could his father be Draco? If yes, does that make him... Frick... Oh my God! "I can't do anything for you." I told him.

Zohan responded "You...Cowards!" Draco grunts and shockingly looked at Henry and Richard. "Draco this is your end, devilish end!" Richard exclaimed "Dad...dad...No!" Dyna crouched near Draco, drenched in tears. "Dad..., please admit your sins, please let your soul to release peacefully," "what are you saying, Dyna?" Lucifer scowls. "Yes,... he is our dad... who destroyed many kingdoms, killed many innocent wizards and their families in his life."

Then there’s Nate fucking Woodwards. Jesus Christ, I never liked his family. His father was a well-known billionaire who acted like a fucking royalty, treating others like crap and only respecting those who matched his power and wealth. No matter how much he preached about true love and humbleness, he was a fucking bastard. The best way to describe him comically will be by calling him Draco Malfoy’s father from Harry Potter. They always boasted about their so-called family bloodline and whatnots. Truth be told, it was quite annoying.

The guards opened the two large doors and he walked in. He saw his father on his throne, playing with his puzzle box again. Once Draven entered, he looked up and dropped the box on his lap. “Son...” “Why did you tell the maids not to change the bed, it's too small for me and my mate,” he uttered standing in front of his father with so much boldness. King Draco smirked and then stood, he walked closer to his son. Draven was already getting taller and mightier than his father and it wasn't like Draco wasn't huge, he was and he was feared by many as well.

“For a long time, I’ve wanted nothing else. I had no other wants except war and conquest. In fact, I thought of nothing else.” His voice darkened slightly. “I’m the illegitimate son of the wolf king. Only he never treated me like a son, he had my mother killed immediately after she birthed me. She had laid with a strange man as his wife and got pregnant with me. It was my grandfather who made sure my father didn’t kill me as well.” I listened intently, Draco had never talked about his past.

“You’ve never been hesitant to share anything with me before.” “Am I doing the right thing, Ivy?” I asked her quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. “Draco’s father is long gone. He died just the way he killed my parents…by getting betrayed himself. And karma came to his door not long after my parents were gone. Is punishing Draco for his wrongdoings really the way to go?” “Do you realize that you keep calling him by his middle name? You’ve been doing it right from the start.” Ivy said suddenly, breaking my train of thought.