Draco X Lucius Novels & Stories

“That’s Lucian, and he can be a real handful. The one in the crib is Ayla, and the one in Azrael, is Yue.” I looked over to Azrael, and I didn’t like him holding my daughter. I remember him telling me that the reason he was helping me because the sister telling him something about his so-called soulmate, but wait does he think that my Yue is his soulmate. I wanted to hurt him, but then I might hurt the very thing that I wanted my whole life and that’s a family of my own. I’ll have a word with him later.

Your kids with Gary are going to be perfect. Lucifron blushes at the words of the Werewolf Goddess. - Draco has had you as his wing since you were born. - The great dragon in the sky? – Lucifron asks timidly. - Yes, my old friend Draconis. Lucifron looks worried. As a Dragon, he worshiped Draco, but as Luna, wouldn't he only have to worship the Moon Goddess?

She was not a Lycan like their people, who could change and roam free in their animal form. “Wipe your tears, darling. I need to go back to do my work. We will figure it out together, yeah?” Lucius caressed her cheeks and gave a quick yet deep kiss to her. A sign that he needed to leave her and return to his post. He needed to check the progress of the secret team he formed to uncover the Elder’s crime. Related to the corruption that unbalanced the budget for the remote and border areas. “I think I need to talk with the maids first. You know I don’t have anyone here. They are only the people I could talk to.” Selene requested him to call the maids, and Lucius agreed.

A few seconds had barely passed after I agreed when the door opened and a tall, lanky man with shrewd eyes and shaggy hair confidently strolled in, stopping short when he spotted me and the Lycan King. “Damian, wh-what is…?” The man stammered, his eyes bouncing from me to Damian. The Lycan King casually slid up next to me, placing a hand on my waist and grinned. “Lucas, this is Aviana, my Luna!”

“In the 19th century, a coven of witches made a deal with Alpha Draco Darkhen. They fulfilled their end of the bargain, but they delivered a little late… just nine days.” Leo stayed silent, but I could see the tension growing in his shoulders. “Draco slaughtered all of them. Men. Women. Children. Burned everything to ash. All because of a delay.” I exhaled, my fingers curling slightly into the fabric of the couch. “It was horrifying, Leo. And now his descendant is standing right outside, demanding a child as part of some ancient oath.” "I can’t stop thinking about it. If Lucien holds to the same code, we could be looking at real bloodshed.” I closed my eyes, feeling the tired ache behind the

Lucius. He looked nothing like the stories whispered about him in the halls of power. His frame was leaner now, his beard streaked with gray, but his eyes… his eyes burned with the same hunger I had seen in Damion’s wolf. Except Lucius’s wasn’t tempered by honor. His was wild, feral, poisonous. “Alpha Xander,” he greeted, his voice a rasp, but dripping with mockery. “Or should I say… soon-to-be dethroned Alpha?”

The man who entered the room of the married couple was---Sir Dracu! Pale, handsome, thick eyebrows, wearing black pants and black top dress. And Sir's lips looked like he’s wearing cherry lipstick, because of the excessive redness. "King! Queen! What was Delia’s sin, and seems like you’re abusing her? Was it true that you’re throwing my child on a cliff? Huh!" Sir Dracu shouted at his parents. His face was full of grief over what had happened.

He gave Arius his most vicious smile, watching as the Deslyan's eyes widened in fear. "It's time to end this," Lucius stated. "It's been nice knowing you." As the fire stopped swirling around his arm, his eyes filled with an immense, sadistic appearance. They were the eyes of a demon…the eyes of someone claiming a wronged victory. Both Lucius and Arius were so distracted by their battle's end that neither noticed when the door to the roof was thrown open.

In the next image, a King with hazel eyes and his dragon matches as well. I also notice a Latin inscription written around the frames, it’s the same as on the royal family crest but unfortunately, I do not know how to read it. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’ What could this mean? Did they have pets that were paired with them at birth maybe? Or is this something else?

someone else mumbled among them. “It doesn't change the fact that there is chaos and doom around us. Some sort of bad luck. How do we explain the case of dead children and an attack on the Queenmother in such a short period? How do we know we are safe? ” another man added. He was also Demetrius' brother, Marcus, who was older than Demetrius, much stronger, though he looked like he had lost weight recently. He had dark circles under his eyes and was pale like death himself, he must be suffering from a fever.