Draco X Hermione Novels & Stories

I was so lost in the sensations that I was feeling I’d failed to notice that the group had ended their reunion and turned to us. “Sera?” I only regained my senses after Max called out to me. A flush of heat crept up to my cheeks as I looked up to find four pairs of eyes watching us curiously. Draco was unfazed by the situation and reached out his hand, offering a handshake to Max. “Hi, I’m Draco Macer, Alpha of the Silva Moon Pack and Sera’s second-chance mate. Nice to meet you, Max,” Draco said, sounding so confident and imposing.

Delcy remained where she was, silent. Draco’s rage was only partially unleashed. He was still showing mercy by not having Elsa and Delcy torn apart on the spot. He wanted nothing more than to feed them to his lion. But all his anger was held back because of Luna. He cared deeply about her feelings. If it weren’t for Luna, he wouldn’t even listen to the pleas of these two vile women. “Nigel, release Samson,” Draco ordered firmly. Samson was Draco’s male lion—a magnificent and terrifying beast. Anyone who saw him would be paralyzed with fear.

Some dried herbs were hanging around thin metallic materials that were tied tightly around the trees' trunks. "So much for punishing us for the branches of trees!" Draco whispered, earning him an invisible slap from the witch walking next to him. "Say again, and you'll never growl for the rest of your life!" The witch glared at him. "These herbs are more important than your life, dog!" She added, and this time Draco didn't turn the other cheek. He snarled at the witch, and the witch hissed back. They were already in the teeth-for-teeth scenario when Orora snapped her fingers. Draco froze at once.

ROOOAAAARRR Draco's body swayed and plunged into the lake containing the dragon potion. Draco turned into a human form and swam to the surface. He then crept up to the edge of the lake and rolled on the ground, soaking wet. “Astrid! He hurt Astrid!” Draco groaned with a very, very angry face. "Draco! Focus!” Zergenth's ordered. "How can I focus? He hurt Astrid! I can feel it. He made Astrid suffer," Draco said, shaking with anger.

He paused, his eyes rolling back as he closed them. “You’re soaked.” I was, but that didn’t mean I was going to admit defeat. “If you think eating me out is going to make me cry, you’re crazier than Azrael.” Azrael tutted, “Rude, so very rude.” “I think she needs that smart mouth of hers stuffed.” Orion hummed against my clit. Draco freed himself from his pants and my mouth went dry at the sight of his thick cock, the head so swollen it was nearly purple. He tapped it against my lips, and Azrael chuckled as I clamped them shut.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Dragon was different—polite, calm, rational—and that was what frightened her. She approached him and asked boldly, curiosity mixing with defiance, "What are you doing, Dragon? Why do you act like nothing happened? What are you planning?" Dragon took a deep breath, stepping closer to her. With a mix of love and pain, he said, "I’m trying to kill the old Dragon—the cruel one who lost his little mate. I changed, Jenny. I changed for you." She glared at him in anger, recalling his words that she would only ever be Dragon’s whore. The powerful slap. His control. She continued to stare at him but decided to ignore everything, even his ghostly words that made her heart tremble.

I would stop and take a moment to marvel if Ona wasn't in so much distress. As more screams reverberate down the hall, I rush after Primus towards the source. I don't see the drake until our limbs tangle together as we both crash to the floor. "Good Gods! Watch what you are doing you incompetent commoner. Oh, a sun dragon!" he snarls, adjusting the circlet in his hair as he awkwardly stands.

Duncan Hiddleston's face is full of prestige, his eyes emit a feeling that makes Phedra Elizabeth feel very confident. "Okay. I believe you this time. Let's make me so sparkling and beautiful." Phedra Elizabeth dubiously bet on him. "Close your eyes just wait a few minutes." Phedra Elizabeth still had some doubts in her heart, but time gradually blew everything away, Phedra Elizabeth gradually waited and waited. The male protagonist flies skillfully like a dancing dragon and phoenix. The secretary watched, her face getting darker and darker. "I think you should..." Secretary hesitating, implying disapproval.

she said to him and stretched forth her hand for a shake. Draco watched her hand hang in the air for a while before stretching his hand to take hers. It was a contract of life and death where only one of them would survive. They were both assured that it wouldn’t be them but still aware that they had various cards up their sleeves, it was a matter of who would suffer the most.