Draco X Lumi Novels & Stories

, exterminating us and bounding the rest of us to her creations she deemed strong enough to match us and control us. Putting a leash on creatures of freedom. The ultimate punishment." The spite in her tone made me wince. I had my opinions on the matter but I kept them to myself. "In binding us to these bodies, she decided that it was not enough. We needed something stronger to balance all that power and strength, lest we destroy ourselves and the bodies in our violence. She created bonds that linked souls to each other. Giving us partners of equal strength. Partners that could handle us and we could handle in return. Of course, that was where the wench got the idea of mates.

Draco’s eyes flashed sharply. Luna trembled with fear. She slowly started to undress. A smirk appeared on Draco’s face as he admired Luna’s beautiful, bare body. She stood before him, exposed and vulnerable. “Sit on my lap,” Draco ordered. Luna obeyed without protest. She stepped into the jacuzzi and sat on Draco’s lap. As soon as she did, Draco pulled her close, pressing her body tightly against his. Luna gasped in surprise, but it was brief. She now rested her hands on Draco’s broad shoulders.

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?

They were hesitant, but slowly moved to let me take a look at her. Her lips were cracked but her hair was still neat. Her clothes had stains of Blood. It was a horrifying sight. And I suddenly broke down, not caring the pack members are looking at me. "Annabel...ANNABEL!" I cried. The 6 pack members shifted to their wolves and bowed to their Luna. I knew. I knew they needed to howl. "No. Don't. Stop! Don't!" I said in a hurry. They stopped in their tracks. They need to know Diana. They need to know Luna is dead. They mind-linked.

“Lux and Caligo… together?” “That is impossible,” Master Darius said from the far side of the table. At sixty, with a long gray beard and deep lines on his face, he looked like he had grown up with the palace walls themselves. “Light and Dark cannot coexist in one core. They cancel each other.” “They did not cancel,” Lovette insisted. “They clashed and fought. The energy backlash destroyed the instrument.” Ariadne tilted her head. “Could it be an error in the device?” “I have used that crystal sphere for ten years, Your Majesty,” Lovette said. “It has never once failed. And I felt it. I felt two separate pulses inside her. One warm, one cold.”

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

The stone floor beneath her was slick with the first messy rivers of her girl-cum, the crimson salt lines now dark and wet. Lilithara towered over the broken witch, her obsidian skin gleaming under the flickering candlelight. The succubus’s massive 14-inch futa cock stood proudly erect, veined and ridged, the fat flared head still dripping thick strands of precum mixed with Selene’s throat slime. Her heavy orange-sized balls churned visibly, and her own slick demonic pussy dripped molten nectar in slow, teasing trails down her powerful thighs.

"Do you accept this?" I looked at the hall. At the fourteen who had voted. At Mira and Elara. At my grandmother. At Mila with her notebook. At Draco, beside me, with the expression that had a name. "I accept it," I said. My voice carried into every corner of the hall. The officiant looked at Draco. "Alpha Draco. Do you present her so?" "I present her," Draco said, "as my equal. My mate. My Luna." He paused. "And as herself. Entirely and without qualification. As herself."

"I'm not really they're uncle." I watch as shoulders suddenly drop. One of the oldest twins steps forward and gives me a short salute and an eye roll towards Ashrac. "We like to call him uncle because it bugs him. Name's Drayce of the Purple Dragon Clan. We're twelve. This is my brother Ejder of the Purple Dragon Clan." They are both tall and lean with a lot of growing to do, but you can see they'll be the size of Ashrac before long. Both girls dutifully step forward next. They begin at the same time, stop, and then the one on the right speaks. "I'm Zara of the Purple Dragon Clan and this is-"

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