Draco Malfoy Smirk Novels & Stories

" 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

There was still a lot of defiance in their eyes despite the odds being heavily against them. Draco’s smile remained on his face as they uttered the words. In fact, it made him burst into a scary fit of laughter. He released Nyla and began to walk slowly toward the elder who had spoken, carrying a dangerously bloodthirsty look in his eyes. The old man stiffened on the ground, but it was obvious that he wasn't about to change his mind about his opinion of Draco.

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.”

he said looking at Theo who was glaring at him back. “I still have million ways to suck the powers out of her and reign over everything” he spoke with a smirk making Theo to wonder and his eyes immediately widened. “Don’t you.. no, Don’t you dare do that. I would kill you with my own hands if you try something that will hurt my mom and sister” he said in a threatening and a begging tone, but Draco started laughing hard. “are you scared right now, Little boy? Ha, dare to provoke me, huh? You will see what I am going to do” saying he got up from his throne as those creatures started walking behind him.

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.

Just as I am about to leave a girl walks right into my chest. “Omph” Shaking her head she says, “ Oh my gosh I am so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going!” ‘Look mate is checking us out,' hums Draco happily. We watch as her eyes go from our head to our toes stopping at our groin. 'Mmm, I can smell mates arousal, mate likes what she sees,' Draco states happily while inhaling her sweet scent. 'Draco, control yourself! I told younow is not the time. You are too close to the surface. Just be patient, she will be 18 soon.' I scold him.

Ikaya passed her father a meaningful glare who nodded slightly before speaking, " How can you help us, Draco? Lucien already doesn't like you and there is no point of fighting as long as he is alive, you aren't allowed to ascend on the throne." Draco yawned lazily and crossed his legs together. His posture was nothing like gentle before. Instead an evil aura emitted from his body which was making them uncomfortable. It turned out to be Draco was a devil in saint disguise. Draco replied with a smile forming on his lips, " Everything is possible with the high house, Alpha Alchemis."

Draco raised his head to smirk at me, his eyes holding a wicked twinkle to them that told me exactly what was going to happen if I gave the wrong answer. I grit my teeth together, looking back at him fiercely, refusing to answer that question. But if anything, Draco took that as an invitation as his hands went to my breasts over the robe I was wearing, squeezing them in his palms while he continued to kiss his way down my neck, past my collarbone, licking and sucking on different patches of my skin as he pleased.

, 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. ****

My smirk remained firmly in place as all three Gods stiffened in their seats. Azrael froze, his mouth halfway open, ready to chomp down on his eighth sweet cake. A deep rumble sounded from Draco’s chest, who had been in the middle of slicing a steak in two, the utensils absurdly small in his large hands. As for Orion, his face was a mixture of hatred, rage, and some unidentifiable emotion that had an adorable blush warming the tops of his cheeks. His eyes quickly iced over, and I knew the next words to leave his lips were intended to wound.