Draco Quotes Novels & Stories

Jennifer began but I stopped her. “Don’t even say it Jennifer, it was my choice and I knew they had their knife in for me,” I said to her. “I’m so sorry,” she said as she looked down and Preston hugged her. “Baz was a complete bad ass, killing dragons left and right,” Brandon said with a laugh, “you won’t touch my host imbeciles!” “I don’t sound like that idiot,” Baz said as he pushed through and my eyes glowed yellow for a bit.

He yelled, "You two! You're Department Six and Divine Constabulary leaders! You're making a fool out of yourselves by fighting each other!" At that, both Grant and Geronimo felt ridiculously uncomfortable. They then bowed to the old man, greeting him. "Elder Crain!" Draco was much older than the two. He wasn't even of the same generation. Hence, he was considered among the rarest and oldest heroes within America. Putting his status and power aside, Draco was experienced enough for the two to refer to him as 'Elder Crain.’ After realizing who Draco was, Quentin was stunned. He didn't expect that his family matters would get such a powerful man involved.

Rocco looked at him. The chosen smile. Small and precise and real. "Good," Rocco said. "Don't push it," Draco said. "I'm not doing anything," Rocco said. "You're smiling," Draco said. "I'm sitting here," Rocco said. "You're smiling while sitting," Draco said. "Multitasking," Rocco said. Draco looked at the sky. He was mortal, he was glad.

He goes on, “if you are our friend and make our work here easy, we will be your friend but if you choose to be our enemy and make our work difficult, you will quickly learn why we have so few enemies, if any at all.” A hush falls over the hall at this threat-like statement of his until a male voice from somewhere in the crowd breaks it. “What? You’re gonna kill us just because we’re using drugs? Might as well just die from the overdose, at least that’ll be a fun death.” A light chuckle follows the statement from the voice who said it and echoes of laughter erupt from different ends of the auditorium but Raven’s attention is focused on Draco. He doesn’t seem amused nor offended by the remark,

“They will die if that bubble breaks. They will fall into that inferno.” “Yes, but it won’t happen.” “You have a plan, then?” Cecilia asks. “Of course, you do. You always do.” “I don’t this time,” I am honest with her. “Xena, Xena, Xena. The name that has been on my lips for years,” Draco says before letting out his evil laughter. “Oh, it is just you, Draco. The one-legged witch. You must have PTSD. How is the wound?” “Shut up!”

Draco spoke proudly with a smile spreading on his face and stopped for a minute, looked in the direction of Crysta and sighed loudly. “tsk.. tsk.. dear Crysta, I don’t like the look you give me right now” he said with a threaten embed in his voice. Crysta’s eyes sparkled with tears of being played and the betrayal. “why?” she asked after a long time. “why? Is that all you can ask?” “I thought saving the souls and protecting them is not that exciting. The exciting part was when I rescued that villagers and them started praying to me and taking me as their God was the exciting thing I ever had. I felt strong and I felt a sense of POWER.”

“You’re opening yourself to the world of science, to those people who would stop at nothing to find out more about dark faes. I assume they would try to get to you…” “And our kids,” I added. Draco let out a deep sigh before his eyes looked somewhere else but me. “And the kids, Iris. Maybe I can’t give you kids…”

"Ada apa?" "Rani kemungkinan cacat permanen. Dia bisa bertahan karena ada Nak Dokter yang menemani setiap hari. Saya mau minta tolong satu kali lagi sama Nak Dokter." Rahmat menarik napas panjang kemudian kembali berucap. "Nak Dokter mau ndak jadi pendamping hidup Rani?" Janu terbelalak mendengarnya. Ini benar-benar gila. "Saya nggak mungkin melakukan itu, Pak."

What was this feeling? She stretched her glowing arm forward and I reached out to grab it. "It will be painful, but, let me out and you shall live." I nodded, entranced, before realizing what she had said. I blinked right before our fingers could touch and hesitated. "Painful? What will be?" I asked, puzzled. "Your shift." She said in a musical tone that trapped me again. "Drakkon. He calls." She sighed in yearning and anger. "Who is Drakkon?" I asked, mesmerized by her glacial eyes that seemed to see me. All of who I was.

Draco growled, "You either stick to one or remain a playboy. Try to stay away from Anastasia if you're picking the latter. Princess perfection is a professional at pleasing you, not sure my Anastasia has any experience.” I opened my mouth to speak but Teresa screamed at me to shut up, looking more pleased with what was happening. She had no idea how dangerous what Draco was doing was. ‘He’s going to kill him.’ I nodded agreeing with the voice. ‘I think so, and I doubt Draco had the strength to defend himself.’ As if fueling Marius’s rage, Draco poked Marius’s chest and smiled warmly. "See, you can't even express your anger properly, like the coward…you…" Bam!