Draco Malfoy Modern Novels & Stories

my eyes widened when I heard a familiar soft voice call my name. “Draco!” I put my phone away and carried Draco in my arms. Cameron was right. It was exactly twenty minutes from before and Draco woke up. Was he a future seer or something? I gasped! Cameron was a prince of the seven hells, how could he not be a future seer? “How are you my precious? Do you want anything?” I asked while touching Draco's delicate cheeks. He looked so cheerful I could feel my heart twirl. “Don't worry sweetcheeks, I'll get you a very pretty tiny car for you to play with or a nice toy dog..”

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."

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

" Knock. Knock. " There seemed like someone was at the door. It was Draco. So I wasn't dead after all. Or was I? He didn't look anything like the Draco I had met. This one looked more like a God. His hair was all white. His eyes glowed. They were a shade of the sky above. He had some sort of an armour on him. No, wait. It was no armour, it looked more like silvery scales. " So you are finally up. Have you recovered well? "

Draco asked lowly as the toddler gulped with his fists raised in front of him in defense. "Dwon't hurt my Fina," Finn said with mustered-up courage and Draco smiled at his courage. The kid was brave just like Fiona. Finlay's unique appearance was enchanting. He has never seen someone with silver hair and such skin. "I won't," Draco didn't know why he said that, he felt like reassuring the kid. "You're a bwad guy," Finn said with scrunched brows and his chin jutted out. "I am," Draco admitted truthfully.

His voice was soothing and calm just like she remembered. " Hi... ". She replied, leaving an opening for his name. " Draco, My name's Draco " he replied. " You look so good ". He was still checking her out, made no attempt to hide it. Her hands flew instinctively to her jacket, she was naked underneath with the exception of her bra. She suddenly felt naked, half of her jacket buttons were undone and she knew he was staring openly at her boobs. She was blushing, hard. He just kept on gaping at her, like she was some sort of puzzle he wanted to decipher.

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.

His little great-grandchildren would only remember his bony and sallow face. He had worked his whole life for the Mason family, and now he only wanted to live for himself. Yael could not see any strong desire for life in Draco’s eyes, so he gave up persuading him. "Then don't you have any other wishes?" "Of course I have." Draco thought of something, and soon a smile appeared on his face. He asked Yael, "Do you have anyone you like?" "I do, and her name is medical science." Draco picked up the crutches at his feet and knocked on Yael, saying, "You are so young! Why don’t you go out and fall in love with a girl? You have wasted your youth!"

Bluey wrapped her legs around his waist and dipped her face in his shoulders as she inhaled his scent . . . Draco gritted his teeth from where he hid "I hate him. I failed again"He cursed and bite harder on his lower lip. He looked around and when he saw no one, he brought out his phone He quickly dialed the first number in his call log. It rang. Draco peeped to make sure nobody was closed by He heard someone's voice from the other side of the phone and that's when he realized he has picked "we both failed again. We need to get a Plan B. I bet she will recover her memory soon"He whispered

Draco asked as he arrived at the house, charging for the stairs. He had arrived no sooner than five minutes ago and was already bossing everyone around. He had the men he brought pack up the bodies. As far as Elliot knew the body would be probably burnt beyond recognition or buried in someplace nobody would ever be able to find it. Elliot rushed towards him and stopped him, blocking his path. Draco glared at him like he was a piece of dirt beneath his shoe. His side made him all the more intimidating. He looked like a Goliath next to Elliot, despite the fact that Elliot was pretty tall himself.