Dramione (draco/hermione) Fanfics Novels & Stories

he said, pointing at Damien. "Leaning comfortably in the arms of your darling mate, Kira and believe me buddy, I never imagined that I'd get to see you snuggling into the arms of the very woman you didn't stop claiming was your enemy. It was a pretty interesting sight I must say," Draco teased and Damien couldn't help but roll his eyes. "That's it? Seriously? You're unbelievable Draco," He hissed dismissively, not very interested in starting up any kind of conversation concerning his relationship with Kira.

she spats. I jerk back in my seat at her hateful tone. My eyes shimmer with tears at her quick dismissal of me. "I am not after your coin. I do not need it. I love Draco because of who he is not for what he can give me" I say with angry tears in my voice.

My laptop history was a testament to it—the endless tabs of dark erotica, the niche p**n sites, the stories that pushed boundaries most people wouldn’t even consider. Liam, bless his vanilla heart, had never understood it. He’d barely understood a missionary position on a Tuesday night. But Draco… Draco understood. He didn’t just understand; he fed it. He was a walking, breathing manifestation of every dark fantasy I’d ever scrolled through. And now he was my professor. The thought should have sent me running for the hills, transferring departments, changing my major. Instead, it made my clit twitch. My body, always so quick to betray me, was already anticipating the next encounter. The next

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

She grinned at the baby who was about to smile when fingers threaded into her wild lock as Draco fisted her hair and jerked her face to meet his gaze. "Fiona, tell Finn that you're mine as well," Draco said, a severe deadly expression marring his face. His eyes narrowed and his lips were sealed in a thin line. Wait. What? "No, she's mwine," Finn growled while making a grrrr noise. "She's mine," Draco said with the same enthusiasm as that of a child. Fiona frowned at the grown adult who was acting like a toddler. "I belong to Finn, now let go." She declared curtly, causing Draco's jaw to twitch.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

Despite being held by Draco, she felt like she was going to collapse. Draco leaned in close to her, their faces were inches apart. In fact, the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his labored breathing and the scent of his breath, a mix of mint and liquor. His face remained emotionless, even as her piercing gaze bore into him.

Alongside my book. "Really?" Dameon said. "Your balls aren't impressive enough to make her want you? You really have to force the puny thing between your legs in her? Little wonder she always looks horrible each morning. Sir Adrienne... No. Lord Adrienne. O High and Mighty Lord of Puny Balls." Dameon snickered and I heard laughter from different angles in the dungeon. From the moonlight that reflected inside the dungeon through the small windows, I saw Adrienne take a turn to Dameon's cell and unlock it.

He was happy to see the female belonged to Alfos, but that joy crashed at Draco's words. "She's my soon-to-be Luna." Draco said, stepping out from behind Edrand. His glowing gaze settling on Isolde. Edrand blinked, gazing at Draco with a gaped mouth. "Your soon-to-be Luna? That's...impossible!" He shrieked, his eyes turned murderous as he looked back at Isolde. "You can't stand..." "Fuck!" Draco hissed, cutting Edrand off. With speed, he grabbed Edrand and moved him away and into the tower. Their steps echoed as they moved along the hall until they barreled into Draco's study.

She frowned, and Draco to recognized us. " Who are you ?" This polite question, I swallowed and looked at Draco. "Uhm, Nerissa and I are friends. I'm Draco, we'd like to talk to her ." Draco answered, the lady nodded and narrowed her eyes at us. " My niece is not here, and she has not said that she has a friend coming. She never mentioned to me that she has a friend like you." Draco and I both swallowed, because from her gentle face earlier, her facial expression was different.