Novelas y relatos de Draco Xy N

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

I sighed audibly and heard another cry of the phoenix. I guess this is the start of my journey.

____________________________🖊 Chris watches Raphael walk in with a bottle of red wine, he smirks when Raphael joins him on the bed. "Sky, I can see the qualities in you, " Chris says, meanwhile Raphael turns to him wondering what he meant by that. "You brought wine and forgot glasses, no qualm, we go drink am from the bottle ( No problem we will take it directly from the bottle ), " Krys says. "It skipped my mind!" Raphael says in his defence. "Why won't it skip your mind? When this house is filled with damsel's!" Krys comments, making Raphael smirk.

Said Draco not interested in whatever he had to say. "It's about XANDER" he said for Draco to stop turning to meet his gaze. "Xander's most precious item isn't Vanessa" "Who is it?" Asked Draco already anxious, the eagerness in his eyes. "What do I gain for such information" "You br@t, can't do something for free, tsk. Well request anything you want" "Xander's property. All of it" he demanded. Draco could see the greed in his eyes. Getting hold of Xander's properties meaning attaining much power accumulated with the one he has.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Jhogo shouted at the crowd from horseback, snapping his whip, "make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons. Reclining on cool satin cushions, Xaro Xhoan Daxos poured ruby-red wine into matched goblets of jade and gold, his hands sure and steady despite the sway of the palanquin. "I see a deep sadness written upon your face, my light of love." He offered her a goblet. "Could it be the sadness of a lost dream

“Do you accept the position of Head Alpha, accepting all the risks and responsibilities that come with the position?” “I do, Alpha Suter.” “Then take your seat and receive your mark,” Nino said. Malachi took his shirt off and sat down on the chair that Bryan brought over. It didn’t take long since the mark was just symbols added onto your Alpha mark. The first was the mark of Tiewas, the symbol for Tyr and it represented persistence over obstacles and justice. The second was the mark of Perthro, the symbol for the dice cup. It represented that your destiny at that moment was known to you, the road ahead was clear but could change as well. The third was the mark of Ansuz, the symbol for god a