Draco Trilogy Novels & Stories

"Either you carry him all the way up yourself or do as I say. Besides, we have done this before, nothing ever happened." With hesitant steps, Draco hoisted Stefanos on Wraya's back, before the large dragon took flight, souring up with an unconscious wolf. The whole view screamed recklessness, and Draco wondered if he did the right thing or not. As he watched the Dragon land on the top and slowly crawl downwards, Draco ran inside the tower and began climbing the staircase that led to Stefanos bed chamber. And as he claimed, he noticed things he didn't really know he would expect. The tower looked like abandoned warehouse from the outside, but in the inside only screamed one thing- the Kings t

Vane, who had apparently gotten bored of guarding the merchants, had joined them, firing from behind a statue of the First Merchant. "A little help here!" Vane yelled, ducking as a plasma bolt took the head off the statue. "They're getting close!" Drax’s golden walker stomped up the ramp. The ground shook with every step. "Viper!" Drax roared, scanning the area with his red optical sensors. "Come out and die like a Prince!" Tristan stood up from behind a marble planter. "You’re loud, Drax!" Tristan shouted, walking into the open. "Compensating for something?"

Draco’s voice rattled his bones, and he quivered. When Alfos didn’t respond, Draco hissed. He rubbed at the skin between his brows and sighed. “You know what? Set whatever trap you wish to set for her, but I assure you that female is only a human and nothing else. I hope she doesn’t die before I can breed her. The blood summit is just around the corner.” There was anger in his voice as he spoke, and immediately he was done vomiting all the words out, Draco whirled around and exited his chamber, leaving Alfos there as he slammed the door.

I spoke without turning fully back. “Some things you meet too early,” I said. Then I left. And closed the door behind me. Not locked. Just closed. Because locked doors don’t stop what already knows the way in. Lyra POV (continued) I stayed on the floor. Even after she left. Even after the house went quiet again. I didn’t move. My chest felt heavy. Not just sad. Something deeper. Like something had been taken and I didn’t even get the chance to understand it first.

She whispers, “Drakon I vovk.” “What does that mean?” Mara’s voice is soft, almost like she’s in disbelief, “One is dark and a child of the moon. His ways are that of an animal. The other is born of fire. He is brutal, powerful, and beastly.” She pulls back and gathers her things, “I must go. You ladies enjoy your last night in Ireland.” Looking at me, she says, “I wish you all the best on your upcoming trials. Please remember, matters of the heart are not bound to logic and do not need reasons to be right.”

My tears flow freely as he looks at me one last time, his eyes swirling with green fire as he pulls away and adds, “Tell our children stories about me. Tell them all about how we fell in love, and how we fought to keep them safe. Let them know that their father loves them more than anything and that I will always watch over them.” “PRIMUS!!!” I scream as Cressida’s guards pull me away, their arms strong and determined. I claw and scrape, trying to fight my way free, my hands transforming into claws, into fire, into everything I can think of to get myself back to his side. But there is no use. These drakes were given orders by their queen to keep me safe at all costs, and that is exactly what

she said, feeling the rocking motion as Azulthaël gained speed, “Faster than a horse though, how did you get a scorpion as a pet, I thought they were a myth.” “He is technically not fully scorpion…” Rex trailed off, confusing Marcia. “If you say so, does this thing come with shared feelings?” she asked. “Yes,” Rex replied with a smile. “Now I know why you are confident, Lacey is worried and Minet has doubt.” “They aren’t the only ones worried with doubts,” Rex said looking at Marcia. “You did not see how many soldiers descend on Dracones, would make anyone worry,” Marcia said, pointing out to the west at the massive smoke plumes and dust clouds.

And yes, I’m a tad happy that it wasn’t the bounty hunters who found us, but the frightening probabilities and nerve-wracking uncertainty of what these men could do to us subjugated the fear of the bounty hunters. Like they say, the devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know. As they got to where Drax was, they cut the main rope holding the rope net where Drax was bound, and he dropped to the ground still inside the net. As he dropped to the ground with a loud thump, I was gripped with fear as I prayed that he wouldn’t shift into his annoying big wolf again. If he did, those guys would be really screwed—which is a good thing, but unfortunately it may end badly for me because Drax

Draco gritted in a low voice. "I would've killed this bitch if she wasn't a princess and for Dexter, I'll deal with him in my way. You do not need to worry about Curtis, Brian, or any motherf*cker who'll come for Fiona or me. I can assure you father, I'll give them the most painful death ever. I ain't the old Draco anymore. This Draco who stood in front of you in all his glory belongs solely to that human girl in my room. If anything happens to her, father. I promise you, I'll set this whole damn world on fire," He menaces.

I screeched. “Draco, they need us.” I mind-linked my subpet. His gorgeous gray, pearlescent body came curling around the side of the cabin, then soared up into the air, blocking the rays from the sun. His magnificent form cast a gigantic dragon shadow on the ground below us. With an ear-piercing screech, he flew towards me. Once close enough, my flames extinguished and I mounted my pet. “Let's go and save our family.” Draco let out a booming growl as he flapped his monumental wings and carried us off on the air current to find our pack. Tristan had shifted back into his human form as soon as Marik's wolf sprinted off into the woods to help us hunt down our pack. Traian mind linked me, “Freya