Draco X Y/n Novels & Stories

Draco always prioritized his reputation, but Grayson's berating made his expression turn unpleasant. "Mr. Xander, this is not an issue for our families!" Draco replied coldly. "How is it related to my family?" Grayson roared. "Tell me, how do you plan on compensating for my family's losses?" "It's all the mistress' fault!" Draco retorted, displeased. "So you're just going to stand there and do nothing?" Grayson asked. Draco glared at Grayson. "Do you think I'm here just to catch up with you tonight?"

"But dude, I said I'm sorry. It hasn't gotten to this" "Of course it has. You know I forgot to add the phrase, 'again' to my first sentence. You know this is the third time you'll be doing this shit. I've caught you twice and I spared you 'cause you promised you weren't gonna do this shit anymore, but here you are caught red handed. You deserve to rot in hell, man. You fucking know that when you take these things, it's gonna cause a glitch in the sales and what's worse? You'll become a traitor to X-habit. Scratch that! You're already one. Move your broke ass upstairs" "But man-"

Draco pointed at Yael. Yael sighed. Then Draco said faintly, "Don't tell Ceddy about my condition. Just say I'm recovering well." Yael opened his mouth and hesitated to speak. ... In Fidelysia, Cedrick routinely asked Yael about Draco’s condition every day. Yael thought of Draco’s determined face and then just said, "He is fine. He is in good spirits. Today, he played with Miles and Ollie for an hour and won them easily!"

Then Black Dragon spoke. “Hello. I’m Black Dragon of Dark Knight, 18. But just call me JD outside.” He said with a smirk. I gulped. He’s not even offering his hand for us to shake. He’s not even sharing anything more about himself. Just like that. His aura radiates confidence and no fear. But I can also sense a feeling of excitement and loneliness at the same time. I shook my head. It’s confusing. I sighed. Sean-hyung looked at me. “Something wrong, Hawkeye?” he asked.

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Drank the left over juice on his table and then went back to sleep again. " Lady Liana! " his happy, excited voice startled me up from my dream. " yeah! " I stretched and yawned. " Here! How does it look?" He showed me an identity card. Draco's face was photo shopped into it. He looked like a Greek God. Flawless. The name read Drake Drakon. What the heck. "Why did you change his name? His name is Draco! " He looked at me with surprise. " Dragons have names as well? "

“Why do you not want me to bother?” “Because she is ordered not to interact with you. Dragons are loyal, so if I tell her not to do something, she won’t. If she does disobey me though, she will experience an intense pain that will make her wish she could die.” Cyran shrugged as he started heading upstairs. “Why do you always have to be an ass?” Placing my hands on my hips, I started rethinking the part about wanting to be in a rush to escape. “Oh, by the way, did you like everything that my Maid bought for you? If there is anything else you need, just let me know.” He turned toward me, with one foot on the bottom step, appearing to be uninterested in what I said.

"I can't bear the thought of losing my baby without even trying. I'm willing to take the risk." Draco's hesitation lingered in the air, his internal struggle mirrored in the furrow of his brow. After a moment of quiet contemplation, he finally relented, a solemn resolve enveloping his features. "Very well, Veronica," he conceded, his voice heavy with a mix of determination and trepidation. "I will do everything within my power to save your child."

“Hello you disgusting bitch I’ve got you now.” My eye brows go straight up. This isn’t a human hunter, this man is Fae. Short silver hair with spider web tattoos cover his arms. “You don’t look like any human witch hunter I’ve ever met.” I state the obvious as I inch closer to the edge of the cliff. Water waits to greet me. His smile is unsettling. “No, I’m not a human, my species is far better than yours or humans. I’m Draco and I’d like to make you an offer you shouldn’t refuse. Join me Witch of the woods and I’ll make your every desire come true.”

Draco was there, sitting on a big rock. He wore a black shirt and jeans that held snugly to his muscular body, with boots that had a couple of tiny grass sticking to the soles. He immediately spotted Kyra, and a smile crossed his face, a ray of sunlight hitting his face in a way that made his brown eyes look golden.