Draco Scorpius Novels & Stories

“My apologies on Drake’s behalf. We meant no offense. He’s just on edge since our mates have gone to help their sister prepare for the upcoming birth of her offspring.” Lucian’s hand moved down my back, resting between my shoulder blades. A longing filled me that wasn’t my own. “I can understand the worry. Is she a shifter as well?” he asked. “Succubus and dragon, though her dragon has yet to wake.” “My congratulations on the new additions. I hope her dragon wakes soon after her offspring's birth.” Lucian said and I felt some of the tension leave him. The longing was still there. He wanted that, longed for it with every part of his being.

Sophia sits beside me. After all the students settle in class, Mrs. Spoonbowl give us another piece of news. I knew about it for Sophia told me, already. Mrs. Spoonbowl goes to get the new student. "This is our new student a dragon shifter, prince Draca Scalker." He was very attractive, tall, and well-built. He had blond hair and golden eyes that seems like they were glowing. His clothes were dark, like ashes, and appears to be made from scales.

He was done with anyone talking down on Rey, and if any member of the council thought he would get away with it this time, then they were dead wrong. It seemed Chieftain Dray would be the perfect scapegoat. "What about her?" He growled lowly, and Dray cowered, but he continued. "Her brother was turned into one of those monsters; it's only a matter of time before he poses a threat to—“ "Enough!" Orion spat, the sound of his growl rattling the table. Silence ensued; no one dared move a muscle, but Aleksandr sat up slowly, his expression carved from stone.

Hector stared in disbelief at who he was seeing, and the sudden fear on his face showed that he had not even considered the possibility of Damon's long banished twin resurfacing again. “Draco…” one elder choked from the ground, with horror filling every syllable. Another spat out weakly, “Impossible. He was banished… he should be dead!” Draco’s lips formed into his usual dark smile that was both charm and cruelty. His features looked more hardened from the effects of his time in exile, but there was no mistaking him. The uncanny resemblance to Damon… the same powerful build, the same sharp jawline, only made the contrast more painful. Damon carried his power with restraint, but Draco was not

From her statement, it seems she thought Drogo was a male dragon. "What?" She said looking confused. "Drogo is a female '' I said with a glare, Freya was taken aback. I wasn't surprised, she knew nothing about dragons, so she had no idea. "Drogo is a female dragon? " She shouted in horror, looking at me with disappointment. " Why on earth would you give a female dragon a masculine name? The name Drogo sounds manly" she said looking at me with disdain. Her words and actions rendered me speechless. " I heard that when a dragon is born you alone can give it its name. What were you thinking when you thought of Drogo?" She questioned. "Goodness! There better names " she said again.

We headed to Valmore Enterprises in silence, we didn't know what to say or what to expect when we saw him, but I, for one thing, could not wait to see him despite everything. We entered the building and Lora's hand was in mine and we saw a lot of our allies and Roman's men. Our sons went to mingle and then I saw Drax with a beautiful dark skin Fae woman on his arm. I was jealous, he leaned in and kissed her and I realized it was his girlfriend, I remembered her from a magazine article that they lived together. Drax looked so handsome in his suit and although his face looked different, I could sense it was him, I felt drawn to him and my wolf said, "Mate, he is still our mate," and my heart f

"My fate is now entwined with yours, isn't it? If this goblin rebellion takes you down, I go with it. Or worse, I end up as a plaything in your cousin's harem." Damon let out a low, rumbling growl. Protective and possessive. "That won't happen." It made Scar's heart flutter, and her witch responded in tune with a pleased spark. "Because working together, we won't let it," Scar said once she'd pulled herself together. "My pack is at risk, too. I won't stand for anything less than keeping us all safe, and your head intact."

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

But Sophia's hold was too strong, and his eyes glazed over once more. Sophia cackled, her voice dripping with malice. "You'll never break my hold, Hazel! Noah is mine, body and soul!" Hazel's face set in determination. "I won't give up, Sophia. I'll fight for my mate and our pack's freedom from your tyranny!" With a swift motion, she summoned a powerful blast of energy, directing it at Sophia. The air crackled with magic as the two women clashed, their powers locked in a fierce struggle.

"We cannot eliminate them." Sophia's brow furrowed in annoyance, her exasperation etched upon her face as she seized my hand once more. "Do you know what that scar on their face means? It's a scar of loyalty to their Lord Dhruv. Everyone who has pledged their loyalty towards him has that scar. The scar gives Dhruv control over their lives. They can't go against him, and the moment they decide to betray him, they would turn into stone. Do you know that? Do you even know that if Dhruv dies today, they would die?"