Draco X Hermione Novels & Stories

Dragon blood can revive, even those at the brink of death, and I, being the First Dragon, could bring even the dead back. I leapt into the action and fed the dying mermaid a few drops of my blood, which in a matter of seconds gave color back to her skin, regrew her fin tail and soon, she opened her gorgeous black eyes and looked at us confused. Having my blood meant she was bound to me, meant to be tied and to serve me, but the moment her eyes met Thalia’s I knew we had another thing coming.. Their connection was instant. And it has remained and survived for centuries. They were in love and happy and I was happy for them. My baby sister had true love and I was grateful for that. Thinking ab

She grasped him for support as the pleasure washed over her, leaving her lightheaded in its wake. Her eyelids fluttered open as Draco scooted up to kiss her face. "You look so beautiful today Stacey,well you always look beautiful without doubt. And your hair-" he took a handful to his nose and sniffed "-loving this curls, but too bad, I'll have to mess them up. You didn't think I was done with you now, did you?" his eyes were blazing with very evident desire for her it almost made her scared. But she knew he'd never hurt her, not intentionally anyway and she was willing to trust him to take control of her body completely.

Her eyelids shuddered, blazing at him with those astonishing chocolate brown irises. “What’s the problem?” she inquired faintly. Draco was feeling sure, ideally like his ancient unique self, wrapping his arms around her body and about wrapping her totally. He was a full head and shoulders taller than her. He bowed down so he was able to slide his hands over hers as they clutched the countertop and permitted their chests to gently coast over one another’s hearts. He seem feel her heart hustling through her lean shirt. She needed him, and that was reassuring.

The gruesome scene made me shudder. Inside, Marina was unaware of what was happening. She called out weakly, "Darling, how is our baby? Is he adorable? Bring him to me." Her words pushed Horace over the edge. She'd played him for a fool. The Dragon King flicked his sleeve and left in a huff. Mortified, Horace grabbed his sword and charged into Marina's room. I followed, ready to block her if she tried to flee. The room stank of blood. Marina lay there, a skeletal husk, clinging to life.

I tightened my grip on my brother's shoulders as I could feel him shaking with pure rage. "Why is she having this effect on us?" he asked while looking at me with his glowing golden eyes. I couldn't tell if I was talking to him or Draco. "I don't know but we will find out," I said as I squeezed his shoulder. "Maybe she's your mate," Silas said as he eyed us both "How can she be both of our mates? You know that's stupid Silas, one mate, to one dragon" Darian said. The others had no idea why that looked just as confused as we were.

She ducked back inside the small alcove, then emerged with her mother. "Oh dear child, I'm glad you are alright. When Halona told me you were going to fight, it had me fretting." Catori smiled at the older woman, Halona's mother, then dripped down on the ground with a heavy sigh. "Never in life did I think dragons would be real, but I knew that something was up with those Stones. I never trusted Akara. He might have had everyone fooled, but not me." She laughed, then sobbed. Grieving for the loss of her husband.

The others scrambling trying to get to there feet to help her. ‘No.’ A silver dragon spoke nose dived helping Apollo off the golden dragon. He landed carefully removing his wife and son before he attacked Apollo, pinning him with no problems. The gold dragon disappearing. Desiree raced up to the group helping everyone to there feet. “Desiree?” Rosco asked when she got to him. “That’s me.” She smiled just like Rosalie would. “She is inside. We need to hurry.” Rosco cried as he raced them both inside. Dominic and Ashley right behind them. The dragons dove in and helped Drezic with the others. “Avalon, she’s here, we goo….”

"Draco! Today's our marking night, and if you walk out now, I'll have my father publicly denounce your leadership tomorrow!" Draco stopped and turned to her with a feral and bloodshot gaze. Then, he raised his hand and grabbed her throat. "I've agreed to make you my Luna, so why wasn't that enough for you? If Lea's gone, I'll kill you without a second thought, and your incompetent Beta father, Liam!" He flung her onto the floor and ground his heel into her fingers. "That's for what you did to Lea." … That night, Draco turned the pack grounds upside down like a complete madman, but he found no trace of me.

It was a sign of mourning that they carried around, all along the mourning period. Draco was next to the pyre, his face a mask of stoicism, but I could sense the deep pain and sorrow that he was trying to hide. He was the Dragon King, feared by all, but today, he looked like a broken man. His little son, Damian, was standing beside him, his tiny hand clutched tightly in Draco's grasp. I could see the grief etched on his face, and he kept reaching out for his foster mother, who was no longer there to hold him.