Draco Malfoy Wife Novels & Stories

" Rowena's hair was a wild mess, and the dark bruise under her eye made her look all the more worn out. She had clearly been through the wringer those past few days, and it was not just some act with Wilson. "Wilson, you're accusing me of pestering you? You were the one who married me, remember? You think I won't sue you for being married to two women at the same time?!" Rowena was on the edge, her voice sharp with rage. The more she had once cared for Wilson, the more she despised him then. The irony was not lost on me—I was the other woman she cursed, yet there she was, the true side chick.

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

It was then Draco realized that the head of the York family was also present. Draco immediately opened the door fully, and a cold draft swept through the apartment. Upon entering, Aria noticed something unsettling. She instinctively looked toward a bedroom, which felt strangely oppressive and sorrowful. She glanced at the Charm Coin on her wrist, but it gave no response. Sabrina continued to mutter and tried to pull away from Aria's grasp. Aria looked at her sternly. "Let's settle this first. I overheard you earlier. Go ahead, finish what you were saying about Draco's wife."

“Who is your real wife, Gabriel?” ~ Gabriel blinked, as if the question punched the air out of him. “Celina,” he said softly, almost a plea. “Please, let’s not do this here.” She stepped back, her voice rising, shaky but firm. “Answer me!.” “I’m your husband,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “That’s the only truth that matters right now.” She let out a bitter laugh. “That’s not an answer, Gabriel. That’s a deflection. I’ve seen the photos. The gala. The magazine article. ‘Power couple,’ right? Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes.”

He looks at her the way a starving wolf looks at fresh meat. “Who is this?” he asks, accent rolling slower, thicker, like he’s tasting her name before he even says it. I step half in front of her. “My wife. Elena.” Viktor’s mouth curves into something ugly. “Wife. So this is the little doctor everyone is whispering about.” He tilts his head, eyes dragging down her body slow and deliberate. “She’s prettier than the pictures. Much prettier. You always did like the smart ones, Dante. Makes breaking them so much more fun.”

I stared blankly at the cracked mirror in front of me while two younger girls pinned white fabric around my body, the wedding dress hung unfinished from my shoulders like a ghost waiting to swallow me whole. “I’m trying,” I whispered. Mother Ruth sighed heavily. “A wife cannot enter marriage looking weak, especially not the Master’s wife.” The words made my stomach twist so violently I nearly became sick, the Master’s wife, even after two months, hearing it still didn’t feel real, that was a lie, It felt real every second, that was the problem, every morning I woke hoping it had been a nightmare, only for reality to crush me again the moment I opened my eyes, the Master had chosen me out of

I need to discuss our issue with Maven. She was busy with her concoctions, while Maven was sitting down with me on the other side of the room. We were quietly discussing, and not trying to bother Shani as she kept on working on her spells. "How is she doing? Her energy level... is she good?" I asked him, worried that this ritual would drain her badly. "My king, she's a fast learner and a very gifted witch. She's right to be paired to you, with her power and her elders she needs a strong figure as you." Maven said looking at me.

said all the people shocked . " I indeed got married to a princess from the human world . Her name is Charlotte Anadol , the second princess of the kingdom of Anadol . " said king Damien and raised his hand which held Charlotte's hand . " I present to you , my wife . Princess Charlotte of Anadol , now known as her majesty , Charlotte PenDraco , queen of the dragon world . " said king Damien , grabbing her waist and pushing her forward .

Thinking about family made Draco's heart suddenly ache. The only Draco family was Albus, and now Astrid too. Draco looked away, trying to get rid of the jealousy in his heart. He should not be jealous or sad because he did not have a family. He should be happy that Radcliff was seeing his family very soon. And actually, he had two persons that cared about him, three if he counted Edmund also.

The door creaked open as Adrian stepped inside. He glanced at Draco for affirmation. A small nod from his side had Adrian ordering the witches to come inside. There were three of them. Draco has known one of them before. When his father got sick she cured him with her potions. Draco has high hopes for them. "My Lord," The three of them bowed slightly while whispering. "This is my wife here. I want you to cure her and that toddler," Draco said stoically. His cold voice and icy gaze gave nothing away except for the unexplainable fear that rattled their hearts.