Draco Mother Novels & Stories

“Then we’ll leave.” Dad nodded his head, but his eyes were still on my mother. Draco grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “Ready?” His eyes met mine and I knew that, aside from his question, he was reminding me to keep my focus. Draco had already oriented me that no matter the desire I felt to grieve upon seeing my mother, we could not waste time. He told me as soon as we were back in the territory, I could let go of my emotions. But at the moment, we had things to do.

Pretend she hadn’t already chosen to vanish. Tomorrow, the guilt would double. But tonight, she could allow herself to simply be his mother. Not Damien’s lover. Not Lorenzo’s temporary ally. Just Draco’s mother. The person who would burn the world to cinders to keep him safe. She pulled Draco closer, tucking him against her chest, breathing in the faint powdery scent of his hair. In his sleep, he made a tiny content sound, snuggling deeper into her arms, trusting her with every inch of his tiny, perfect heart.

Automatically, Draco would have to take over my father's pack since he owns me. My mother read the understanding on my face and broke into fresh tears. I cried for a while and Aunty Nadia mind-linked me to stop. "If you continue, your mother will too and things won't go well with her health." She said and I stopped immediately. I had lost a parent and can't afford to suffer the loss of another. "It's okay, mum. Stop crying please. Everything is gonna be alright." I consoled and my mum sighed. I faced Draco, standing in front of him with respect.

Ray stated, a wicked snug appearing on his lips. Draco paused in his eating . “Is this because of Helen? She's a rotten corpse already, buried in a place where spirits can't even speak . You cannot threaten me , Ray. I cannot feel threatened or moved by you “. He let out his usual dry laughter that echoed through the dining room and beyond. “First, it was my mother. Now, it's another woman who has always played the motherly role in my life”. Ray dropped his cutlery and stared right into Draco's grey eyes.

My mother shool her head. "He gave him to a woman. " Draco and I exchanged a glance. " Can you describe her a little bit for us? " Draco held my mother carefully to give her support. My mother nodded and went ahead describing the woman's attire. It was definitely someone from the Dragon Realm. This Marcus had a branched out network. I knew Draco was regretting killing him from the dejected look on his face as he stared at the rubble. He was wishing hard to bring him back.Bring him back so he could beat his a*s into a pulp and make him confess.

However, when Draco learned that his mother was still trapped in the Buddha hall, he rushed to Gladys without a second thought. All these years, Gladys had mistreated Draco. She had even publicly announced many times that she wanted Draco to give up the family head position as soon as possible. Not only that, she had also disowned him as a son. Though his old mother may be heartless, Draco could not be an ingrate. Therefore, when he learned that his mother was trapped in the Buddha hall, he rushed to her side, regardless of everything. “Draco Summers!” Lyra fiercely turned around, a trace of ferociousness on her face.

“Good. What a fine kindness.” Zeus frowned, as if weighing whether to say more. But Hera gave a small whimper in his arms, and he carried her off without another backward look. My mother stayed in the temple, sliding slowly down the pillar to the floor. She drew her knees up, buried her face in her arms, and wept without a sound. I drifted beside her and did not know what to do.

Elizabeth whispered, not being able to voice out her thought completely. Henry sighed. “It would make me the happiest man in the world to see you pregnant with our baby, but it’s not possible in the beginning. It took my parents almost 50 years to make my brother, and they never thought that I would be born at all. It’s not common for dragons to have more than one offspring. That’s one of the reasons why there are so few of us left in the world. Michael’s and Anna’s firstborn is 12 now, and the fact that she is pregnant now again, ... well, that’s unheard of. For centuries we thought that they wouldn't be able to have a child at all. So you don’t have to worry about that just yet.” Elizabeth

Its liquids and yolks were scattered about. There was no saving them. Then the Draco heard the limp and weak breathing of the mother reptile. Looking at its mate, the Draco moves towards her only to see a pointy object protruding from its back. It has impaled her whole body, going from back to its front. And unfortunately for the two monstrous reptiles, the mother reptile wasn’t going to last. Not given a moment to breathe, the Draco is suddenly tangled with ropes. In a panic, it looks around. It sees a small creature jump from outcrop to outcrop, throwing out balls of roped towards it.

Draco snorted and went to sit, looking away. “Answer me, do you want to kill my son?! You don't care about your children that's the reason you never ask of them but I do. You have countless children and I don't and even if I do, don't mess with my children, Draco. That is the time you will see the other side of me.” The queen turned around and looked at Draven who still kept a gloomy face. “Come, let's go,” she held his arm and started walking toward the door. Once out, Draven collected his hand back from his mom gently and then put it in his pocket. He didn't like to be touched. Only her touch gave the best feelings.