Draco Trilogy Novels & Stories

My pack and this continent almost perished when Xena ran away, but this can’t real. “Who is Draco?” I ask when they all nod. Those witches said something about listening to Draco. Their eyes widen at that. This can’t be good. “He is the ruthless leader of the deep. He will be undefeated, and this universe will be doomed if he gets hold of the quadpod powers.” All I hear in that sentence is that Xena is in grave danger. What the fuck was I thinking rejecting her? “How do we defeat him?”

My body jerked at the impact at the same time Draco bellowed and growled. His movement was fast, but instead of going for me, he lunged forward and grabbed Prince Esaias, his arms locked around his neck. I knew, with just one movement, he could snap his neck, and that would be the end of him. “One more time you hit Iris, I will kill the young prince and I won’t stop until all his siblings are dead!” Draco growled at him. I couldn’t see what was happening because my head hit something, and I felt dizzy.

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

“Grandpa mustn’t forget to come to play with me. We will make a pinky swear.” “Sure, let’s promise each other.” Draco smiled happily as if all his worries had been left behind after seeing Blair. “See you later, Little Blair.” “Bye bye, Grandpa.” In the end, Draco left with Raiden Black. After getting into his car, he watched Blair and the rest of his family through the window with reluctance in his eyes. “Master, you could have told Third Young Master everything. Many things are not how they seemed on the surface. “All these years, it has been too hard for you. If Third Young Master learns the truth of the Summers family’s situation, perhaps he can help. He is mighty, more powerful than you

"I will do everything within my power to save your child." With utmost care, Draco scooped me up in his arms, cradling me against his chest as he carried me to the inner chamber. Laying me down gently on the cool floor, he retrieved a worn spellbook, its pages crackling with ancient knowledge. His eyes skimmed the text as his fingers traced the faded glyphs upon the pages, his voice resonating with a mixture of power and vulnerability as he began to chant the incantations that promised to defy the natural order.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

The trapped soldiers yelled from behind with their voices magnified . It definitely seemed as if Draco had a death wish. His actions were nothing less than that of a lovesick lunatic. But no matter what the situation looked like from the outside, Draco was still the infamous king that everyone feared. He swirled right in the middle of the darts to determine from where they were coming. The shadowy camp of the Hounds was now exactly in front of him. He moved like butter, avoiding the darts as if he was playing a game. The Hounds leaped out in fear as he approached them, at high speed. His wings were wrapped around his body and his body rotating at high speed, creating a tornado with the wind.

“Alright. But Silas… the children… I need to be sure they’re protected. I can’t fail them.” “You won’t fail,” he replied. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Finish the journal. Learn what you need. We’ll end this together.” I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. My hands were steady now, my resolve hardening like steel. I returned to the journal, whispering under my breath as I read the dark truths. Draco’s origins, his obsession, the cursed lineage tied to Bianca Weller, all of it now clear. We know the anchors. We know his weakness. And we’ll destroy him.

I know they understand where we are coming from, I just want them to be as happy as we are about this move. We park in front of Drago's house, and as soon as we open the car doors, we can tell there is trouble in paradise. Kids screaming, "No!" and "You're not my mom!" I know that has to hurt Poppy and probably Drago too. Aidinth and I look at each other and run to the door. I ring the doorbell and Drago answers. He has such a sad look on his face, it scares me. I say, "I heard there is trouble in paradise. I thought maybe we could help." Drago suddenly looks relieved, "You have no idea. Poppy is trying so hard, but they are having a really hard time with it. I'm afraid to go to work, becaus

I say, turning her face to me. Whatever I was about to say, falls away as a tidal wave of lust blasts through me. I turn to see Cyryl getting up from her nap where she was laying curled up with Bynjym. She hisses at him, then leaps into the air. She’s barely off the ground when Bynjym roars his intent as he, Thyyd, Yttyc, and the other bronzes all leap into the air after her. Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.