Dramione Fan Art Novels & Stories

The edges curling. I pull the thumbtack out. I hold it under the desk lamp. It’s Drakon. He looks young. Maybe eighteen. No beard. No scars. His smile is easy, open—a smile I’ve never seen. He has his arm around a girl. She’s small. Dark hair. Fierce eyes. She looks like him. She has his jawline. His intensity. But it’s what she’s wearing that stops my heart. She’s wearing a denim cut.

The silent dancer was no other person but Damon’s sister… SELENE!!!

One was the fan art compilation—drawings sent in by followers, ranging from technically impressive to utterly unhinged, all depicting two figures whose features were consistently dark-haired and golden-blonde respectively. The caption was simply the people have spoken. It had eighty thousand views before nine AM. The second was a reaction video to the fan art where Scarlett said nothing, only held up pieces of it to the camera with an expression of increasing approval. The third was twelve seconds of her pointing at her own ring finger with both eyebrows raised, saying nothing, and walking out of frame. Damien saw all three when Roman sent them to him at nine-fifteen. He looked at them. He p

Milo throws his arms out before he backs out of the apartment, slamming the door closed. “I’m going to fucking kill him.” I growl into Kas’s shoulder. “Luna? Are you back from PT alrea- OH!” Diane turns away. “I’m so sorry.” “Mama, I founded a acorn!” Dre holds the nut out proudly. “LOOK!” “I founded pinecone!” Maya holds out her treasure. “That is a gorgeous acorn, Dre. Good find. Maya, beautiful pinecone. Tell me all about your walk.” Kas takes her shirt off the sofa and slides it back over her body, officially giving up on any chance of ‘alone time’.

Fruits and drinks were offered to the artist and her team. By the time they are free, they had their light lunch, then only artist Rani was allowed to go. She said that next day she'll also come but later at night the henna will be applied as it was a festive season and they were already booked but she promised to be there. Girls have chosen designs for everyone. Navi chose a simple design to which Harjot rejected and said the same design for her also as hers. Rani approved and appreciated the choice. Girls were in the mood to get full legs and arms covered in gonna so they requested for female designers.

I pick up the bottle and stare at it closely, a small frown appearing on my head when I see how dark it is. “It has been corroded with the witches venom and it will take a more powerful witch’s venom to detoxify the master’s body” “So now we need to look for a witch more powerful than Adeline?” “You do not need to worry about that my lady” she tells me again, “i have a friend who is willing to help, i await his response soon” “This your friend, who…. A small smile appears on her lips, “he is from the Doma tribe and they are known to be powerful witches that associate well with our kind. He promised to bring me the venom from his master”

“Do it now!” “Coraline!” Zayn yelled, his face a portrait of horror as he lunged forward to snatch the spear from my grip. That same expression I had seen in my dreams, but this is no fantasy. The Zayn in my dream is different from the one I'm facing right now. That is something I should acknowledge. “I’m giving her a favor! Can’t you see, Zayn? I’m freaking tired of all their games! You can’t even reprimand them!”

I commented. “It was. Tavis asked what this chef looked like, and the guy showed him a picture. I have no idea how Tavis convinced this idiot human to email him the picture, but he did.” he added. Xlythenteum opened the laptop, that I did not even see him carry in, he hit a few buttons and there on the screen on the wall of my office is a picture of Aerian. This is the first picture we have of her since she turned 18. She had not changed much but you can tell she grew up. She looks the same, just a little older. She would be 22 now.

There will be a Luna who holds the moon's power bound to him. "I know, my stray... I know it very well. "We are bound to meet, and I am bound to marry the powerful Luna that holds the moon's power," Drake mumbled. "And that Luna is you; you will be my queen," he added sweetly.

Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips. Once, her father, Alpha Damon, had claimed he wasn’t interested in women, focusing solely on his duties—until he encountered Luna Alice at a nearby pack meeting when she was just fifteen. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and spent an entire year longing to see her again. The moment he turned eighteen and returned to the pack, he discovered that Alice was his mate. He claimed her that very night and married her the next day, without waiting another moment.