Draco X Harry Fanfic Novels & Stories

He affirmed my identity just as I affirmed his. Luxuria Drakton. One of my father's best friends. My father had two best friends and one would think that both friends of his would also be friends but that wasn't the case. Luxuria Drakton and Grayson Drakton. Brothers. But I had never met brothers who hated each other as much as both did.

“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.

he said to Kaida, who nodded. "Yeah, I did. I owe you one," she told me. I smiled and shook my head. "Let's leave it at that. I'm cashing it out on you helping me bring Dalia along." At that point, a golden-haired man came striding across the grounds with the kind of confidence that demanded attention. He was dressed similarly to Riven in midnight blue with silver threading that caught the light. "That's Harrion, the prince's half-brother," I heard Kaida say

Then, after a stretch of silence that went on just long enough to irritate me, Xavier snapped his fingers softly, as if the final piece of a puzzle had just clicked into place. "I've got it now," he said, leaning back with a slow grin spreading across his face. "It's that dancer at the club, isn't it? She is really giving you a hard time. She is not falling at your feet the way every other woman does." He let out a short laugh of disbelief. "I never thought I would live to see this day. The almighty Draco, humbled by a woman." "Shut your mouth, Xavier, or I will shut it for you," I said, gripping my glass tighter than necessary, because the infuriating truth was that he wasn't wrong.

Eventually I'd pass out and stop breathing, which is what I wanted soon. "Draco have you been working out? Your techinque for torture and that wip is really top notch. It's giving me chills. I love it." I tried wriggling my eyebrows at him but had no idea if they were working or not. Draco had a creepy smile on his face and he leaned in closer. "Maybe I'll go back to earth and start asking your little bastard where her witchy mother is and I'll be sure to fuck her too."

He growled, pinning her down there with a territorial look in his eyes. Jack seethed lunging for a punch. His fist struck Draco, sending him backwards as he yelled. “I’m going to fucking kill you!” “Jack!” Kyra’s voice broke as tears filled her eyes. “Stop it! You’re scaring me.” Jace’s eyes softened when he senses her beginning to get really upset. With a silent curse, he cradles her head against his chest, blocking her eyes from seeing the fight. “Fuck, Kyra. Why can’t you understand that Draco wants to steal you from us. He’s just pretending to be your friend because he hates us.”

He doesn't have the power to hang on anymore. Dracos wakes up when he feels the king coming. He smells the air and starts to become agitated. "Put him on that rock!" Loras orders Astrid and she hurries to lay his body on the carved stone. He opens his eyes for a moment and as he looks around and sees the dragon, he starts to panic. "Hold him still!" Loras ask again as he prepares Draco. But the fear gave Omar power and he struggles. "Sush. It will be ok! I promise." Astrid lies, and the child seems to listen for a moment. She steps back. "Ready..."

I stated, an evil grin crawling to the corner of my lips. The happiness I felt from the thoughts of just tormenting his life in return was enough to make my stay worth it. Either we kill each other or resolve the mysteries of my parents’ deaths amicably, one of these will eventually happen and I am prepared for any of the options. **** AMY’S POV I could not hold my feelings for Draco any longer. He and everyone in the palace know for several months that I like him and would do anything to make him mine so it was not a big deal for me to profess my love for him that night.

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.

Lyra’s Pov I couldn’t believe both of them. I had a feeling she had a hand in the dress incident, and now she just confirmed it. Not to talk of how fast she switched up when she saw alpha Drax. She truly wants to be picked by all means. I stared at Alpha Drax wondering if truly he harbored great feelings for her, and if he will truly dispose of me if the curse doesn’t so she could raise my child. He’s not just mean, ruthless, scary, but also a manipulative, two faced man? What was I expecting?