Dramione Lemon Novels & Stories

Argos wouldn’t agree to her risking her life over a red lupus garou from another pack. 'Papagalli’s Dance Club. Seven.' Diana 'See you there.' Argos Email messages were an addiction. She had no ability to shut them off; instead, she began to read all of them. Most had the same kind of message. 'Red male lupus wishes to meet with female of his kind. Can we arrange to rendezvous and when? Like soonest?' She responded to all of them: 'Meet me at Papagalli’s Dance Club'. The biggest crowd Papagalli’s had ever seen on a Thursday night would show up. She sent the last of the responses zinging into cyberspace and then returned to working on clients’ web pages.

She could feel his strength growing stronger and her wolf howling to the moon, calling out to the moon goddess who had given her solidity and peace. The rest of the evening, everyone was dancing and drinking. They were all sat in their own tables and anyone was welcome to dance in the middle of the floor. Anna giggled, seeing Harry dancing with Liam. Those two were always having fun together. “What’s so funny?” Zach asked beside her. They were seated at the highest table and there they could see the whole throne room. “Nothing, I’m just happy to be here, with you,” she replied, glancing up at him with pretty blue eyes.

Edmund flew from the roof of the collapsed palace and swooped down, then stood right next to Draco. "Draco Black! Oh, should I call you Draco Gold now?" Leonard hissed disdainfully. He didn't really care about Draco's power because his wish had already come true. "Leonard..." Draco said, looking at him hatefully. Leonard burst out laughing with a disdainful look at Draco.

She flinched. “Relax,” said a familiar voice. She turned to see Damien standing beside her, holding out a bottle of lychee juice. “I thought you might need something cold,” he said. Eleanor blinked at it. “I don’t like lychee.” Damien raised an eyebrow and pulled out a second bottle from his coat pocket. “Then take this one. Apple.” He offered it with a grin, casually swapping the bottles without waiting for her to respond. Eleanor took the apple juice with a sigh.

“Fine. Don’t drop it and you’ll get a day off.” I grabbed the tray. Silver with gold trim. Steaming duck soaked in rosemary glaze. White jasmine rice with saffron. Baby carrots caramelized to perfection. “And if I do drop it?” I muttered under my breath. “At least I’ll die quick. If I don’t, I get a day off. Joy.” Ryden’s wing of the palace was obnoxiously quiet.

“All I want is a cocktail, a fruity one and I might not sleep if I don't have it. I crave it seriously.” “Tell me Luna, which flavour?” Lucian asked and I smiled. “Strawberry, apple or lime. Anyone is cool.” He grinned, kissed my cheeks and left to get It. Elena and the girls looked like they saw a living daylight horror as they slowly left and Draven was all over me after I forced him to dance with me in the midst of the crowd. I could feel her gaze evolve from shock, hurt, anger and pure rage. I wanted her to leave but if she won't then I will leave instead. Maybe this would be a lesson for her not to jump into conclusions quickly.

Dreymon's voice was filled with emptiness and darkness as he gazed piercingly at Leon through his Hazel eyes which morphed into red. "Tsk," Leon hissed in annoyance, why couldn't everyone fuck off his mate?, she was his, his only and not to be shared with anyone, he didn't care about the history between Dreymon and evelyn, all he saw now was a threat, a threat to his happiness, and like dreymon, he sought to eliminate the threat. "Moving corpse huh?," Leon chuckled, "I'll make sure this time you remain dead," "You overestimate your strength Leon," Dreymon chuckled

Luna Selene. It has been precisely ten days since I kicked ass because of Elder Leon's stupid failed plan to end my family, and we are now focused on returning to our regular routines, cherishing the joyous moments of nurturing our precious prince Orion. "Hey babe, I have just put Orion in his crib. I want to get a show….." I gasped at the sight before me as I entered my bedroom. " Hey sexy mama, come over here," Damon called to me using his index finger while he lay on the bed with only a silk white bedsheet covering him up to the waist. I gulped slowly.

Selene jumps at the contact. Liam lifts his head. "Relax, love. I want to make you feel good." His hands lift her thighs on his shoulders. His tongue licks a stripe down to her entrance. Selene gasps at the pleasurable sensation, arching her slit into Liam's mouth. His tongue enters as his fingers pinch her swollen button, releasing a small scream from his mate. He flattens his tongue and shoves it deeper, enjoying her intoxicating taste. Selene's fingers dig into his scalp, and she pulls, making his ministrations quicken until Selene comes apart with a gasp of his name. Liam sighs in satisfaction as he licks every drop from her delicious pussy.

"Scarlett." ******