Draco Stories Novels & Stories

DRACO. Draco awakened with a jolt, another night terror, the same as always. He had left Stacey on the bed and opted to sleep in the living room for this particular reason. He got up and tiptoed to check on her, the morning light was starting to seep into the room, he adjusted the window blinds in an attempt to block out the light. She looked perfect, asleep in his bed, completely at peace, her gorgeous body splayed on his bed, sated from their lovemaking the previous night. She still had the bandage concealing the gun injury she had earlier the previous day. Someone was making an attempt on her life and it put him on edge. Something told him it might as well be the same person who'd hired h

Draco greeted them and talked about the attack last time. "Whoever tries to hurt my wife would end up just like them," Though his voice was calm the threat in his tone laced the air with goosebumps. Fiona's eyes bounced across the hall. Jumping from Ezra, Adrian, and Kolton to Arthur and Dexter before falling on the man named Jacob. Adrian had told her about King Jacob of the Dark Blood kingdom. It was he who helped Draco in defeating King Curtis. Fiona couldn't help but notice that the werewolves and humans all were there. While humans were looking at them in awe, some of the werewolves had hatred swirling in their eyes but they didn't show it much.

He frowns slightly. “I have only ever heard of something like it. The stories of the past say it is the sign of the true ruler… They say the very first Dragon was born with a gold crown engraved into his forehead. I thought it was a fable… a myth, but we are proof that it is not a myth,” Agnarr says, brushing his fingers across my forehead. “Also, I think it suited you perfectly. Yet another sign that you are all I need and I was right in making you the Drækaari.” His face becomes serious and I tilt my head.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

Drake reassured with a small smile. Elaina nodded in understanding and kept trying. After sometime Drake got an idea and he reached out to take the harp from her, “How about we take a little break and learn something new?” He suggested. Elaina frowned a little but let him take the harp. “What do you mean?” Drake picked up the ancient book and handed it to her before saying, “We have never really gone through this book properly, aside from the ritual and recitations, there is some written history of dragons in it. Take your mind off music for now and let's learn something new”

That day in last the week of Feb of 2013, Marcus had called her and informed her of a very important party visiting Pune city for a huge consignment of drugs, She immediately chalked up a plan. She called Dr Rahul and let him know what he needed to do, She needed his help and thankfully he agreed. He was a member of a hidden brotherhood, the dark docs (the dark doctors) and they didn’t shy away from such kind of risky work. With their evening planned, she had waited for him at the bus stop. She couldn’t have entered the Club and Restaurant ‘Night N Gale’ in her cop uniform so they first went to a mall.

"Sir Draco was from Swallowston and joined Wyvern Peak as a soldier when he was eighteen. At twenty-two, he joined the war legate selection and became War Legate Draco. During that same year, he made himself a legend during the Battle of Azure Creek." "Can you tell me more?" Nova asked. Gloria smiled and waved for Nova to join her on the couch in the living room. She then began telling Nova Sir Draco’s story. She recounted the whole saga from the establishment of Wyvern Peak to the appointment of War Legate Dominus, to the changing times, and how the Creator controlled the world. Nova listened intently, and Gloria shared everything she knew. That night, Nova had sweet dreams. Perhaps because

Draco had wanted to erase thoughts about his past Isolde uprooted and went into the woods. Draco had focused on his prey, a deer, after nocking his arrow on the bow and readied himself to strike when he felt a lance pierce the back of his knee. He'd yelped and dropped the bow in haste, only to turn and see the group of males. "Unbounds!" Draco had growled in anger, targeting the males, armed and ready to kill him. Alfos had laid complaints about the Unbounds. A group of people who were against Draco and his aim to reclaim the throne of Bloomington.

Marcus exclaimed gritted his teeth, "That day Henry came to save us and he gave us all the proof about Jacob betrayal and handed me a golden box that can save us. Henry was afraid that King Draco will definitely attack the Crystal Kingdom to reach the Kingdom snake. Draco is a coward who always backstabbed everyone who trusted him, his devilish greed to rule the magic made him insanely selfish Wizard." "He knows that he cannot attack the snake as both the kingdoms share the same ancestors. He deliberately attacks the crystal kingdom made Henry escape abandoning his beautiful crystal palace."