Draco Malfoy Long Hair Novels & Stories

Luka was wondering what’s going on in Draco’s head. “Then why did you send me to give her those herbs that healed her?” Draco smiled when he heard the question. “I want her to go through every pain with her mental health normal.” Luka thought he was evil but listening to Draco made him realize he was just being very nice because Draco works harder than the devil himself. “You are the main villain no one saw coming.” Luka said to Draco with a smile. “I love that for myself.” Draco replied to him with a smile on his face.

"Dad left couple of minutes before you came down" "Yeah, I saw the note and the money," I said grinning to myself. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You're two minutes late Draco" Brit, my best friend since elementary school said to me hitting me in the process. She has light brown hair with auburn highlights, dark brown eyes, and was rocking a red, black and grey striped crop top, black ripped jeans that wrapped around her hips perfectly showing her shape loud and clear, and a black and white All-Star Converse. Beauty surrounds her and settles in the air.

"I thought you had no intention of telling me." "If not for me, you wouldn't have been ambushed like that. I've been hiding it from you; I'm truly sorry." Draco spoke softly, clearly blaming himself. His extraordinary appearance, fair skin, and sad brows made him stand out. His skin was as radiant as jade, his brows gently furrowed, and he seemed to carry the light of the sun and moon within him as if born to illuminate the darkness. So Emma gently patted his head, "It's alright. Haven't I been living well?"

"I'll be the first one to get pregnant. My child will definitely be the next ruler of the alliance!" I ignored her tantrum and went off to prepare for my wedding in three days. In one thing, she wasn't wrong—the serpent clan was indeed very poor. I worried they might not even have the money for a proper gown, so I planned to prepare one myself. To my surprise, that very evening, Draco came in person to deliver my wedding dress. It was the first time I truly saw his face. His skin was pale, almost bloodless. His long, narrow eyes carried a quiet authority, and the emerald green of his irises held a mysterious depth. Yet the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye lent a subtle grace to his oth

But she stopped in her tracks almost as soon as she got in, watching Draekon who stood with his huge back turned to her. Just for a brief moment, she felt unwillingly fascinated by his fiery red mid-length hair. Amongst the three brothers, Draekon was the only one who had that distinct hair colour, obviously not inherited from either of their parents. Vaelora had always thought his hair was so fiery, due to the dragon flame within him. "I had no idea you have taken a special liking to staring at my back." His voice shook her out of her thoughts, making a wide scowl appear on her face.

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.

“Babygirl, if you’re not up for it, I can help.” “N-No!” she hurried to take off her coat. After a moment of struggling, she finally managed to remove her hat and sunglasses, letting her golden blonde hair fall freely around her shoulders. “I’m done,” she sighed, placing the extra clothing aside, now revealing the pink bodycon dress that hugged her curves. Malfoy leaned back, his gaze lingering as he smiled. “Much better.” “Are you ordering something, or should I get us both a Dark ‘N’ Stormy, Miss… uh…” Malfoy paused, turning to her with a devilish grin.

He towered over Gabriel, who himself was quite tall, at 6'4 inches, Draco's form was nearly as terrifying as his wolf was. He was tall and heavily muscled, with dyed grey hair that he kept in a bun on top of his head. Big, strong and very intimidating, but Draco could also be a big softie. Gabriel had seen him with his mate Leia. The way he doted on the woman, many would never see that side of him. "Any updates?" He asked and Draco shrugged. "The usual. We filed a case with the Werewolf Council. They said they take three days to reply but I think that's just them being annoying."

He glares at her with a deadly look in his eyes, his hold so strong it is almost crushing her wrist, causing her pain but it’s Draco’s indifference that hurts the most. “Oh c’mon Mouse, let the little bird come to play,” the other guy at the table smirks at her, talking to the big guy, his eyes having two different colours of red and green, his hair, a white mohawk. He flicks out a fancy pen knife and stirs the contents of his glass with it before licking the sharp edge and smiling at Raven with his blood coated teeth. “What is this Draco, how are you alive? Who are these people?”

"Nearly done... " But Draco slammed the speaker at his back before he even uttered the rest of his words. " What took you so long Calix?Did you find the ones issuing this order? " Draco demanded as the lad looked up at him with timid but big eyes. He was covered in steel, waist down like Draco was the first time she had clear view of him on that ground. The lad had fiery hair, reddish in hue very unlike Draco's white which was now short and cute. " Ah! Did I just think this Dragon was cute! " Liana hit herself in her head and winked hard trying to shake what was in her mind.