Drarry Fanfiction Possessive Draco Novels & Stories

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

He whispered. Then, I remembered the reason I needed to talk to him. I sat up and looked into his eyes. "I need your help...please..." I whispered, barely audible. His expression changed. From gentle loving husband to fierce alpha. The difference between the two was subtle at first, but they both radiated strength, dominance, and protectiveness toward me. "Anything for you." I smiled at him but it soon fell when I remembered what I needed his help with. My hand quickly went to the necklace that hung around my neck. Slowly it unraveled until it revealed the pendant underneath.

Jaxon POV When Darius said Sable was his mate, I thought she lied. Then something inside of me became exceedingly possessive and angry at the idea that Sable and Darius were mates. ‘It’s called jealously, stupid.’ Drax said sarcastically. ‘Admit you want her to be your mate. Hell, admit you are falling for her, already.’ ‘I’m not jealous. I’m just possessive over what’s mine. That’s all.’ I say. I know it’s a weak argument, but I refuse to admit I am jealous.

Ferdinand was dumbstruck, filling the silence with whatever words linked up on his tongue. “Sure.” Draco acknowledged his statement. “You look… powerful.” Ferdinand hadn’t seen the old dragon since the reign of the old tyrant king… no, a couple of years ago when he asked for the nails. Draco hadn’t aged a day, his skin covered in bright ink, his eyes liquid tar, his arrogant face. “You look so much like your father,” Draco noted. “The old tyranny who dares to injure my baby son.” He ground his teeth at the last sentence. “I hear they call you the Ambitious Emperor of The Unknown now.”

They were going over the plan again for the second time. “You are certain the king has a real-life elder dragon?”, Dragomir asked still in disbelief. “Yes, he does, locked in a cage and chained. A private pet…”, Esmeray answered, “He has an obsession for dragons and loves to have them by his side as a show of his strength”. “Pathetic”, Dragomir spat. Raisel appeared to be thinking, "That would explain this kingdom's unnecessary obsession over these creatures"

Ivory stared mockingly at him and berated, "You are crazy. Get out of my office this minute, or I will call security." Dean hit her desk with a balled fist, rising to his feet at the same time and saying, "Don't mess with me, Ivory Berret. Or should I call you Ice Panther?" Ivory rose up, trying to match the bully. "And you get out of my office, Dean Arlo, or should I call you Andre Noel?" Dean's teeth gritted. He always thought that women were simple, but Ivory was stubborn. Why wouldn't she just be obedient to him since she already knew what he wanted?

Except, it doesn’t give me ‘dangerous villain’ vibes. Oh, shoot. Here I am thinking about the movies I watched as a kid, instead of focusing on the fact that I’m chained up to a wall, and am currently a few hours away from becoming a sex slave. “You’re big and strong... Why don’t you do something about our situation? I’m sure you can take them out.” I whispered to Drax. He sighed." Yes, I could. But I’ll have to take you out in the process, too." “That’s a bummer. Well, can’t you just tell your dog—wolf thingy that I’m not a threat?!” I rolled my eyes. “I’m sure it’s not that hard.”

I wanted to use her to free myself from the curse, but I ended up falling for her and not bearing to get her hurt. “Jordan, the big war is coming. You need to give up your control over your body. Let me possess your body. That way, we can win the war and take as many lives as we want.” Draco’s voice echoed in my ears. I screamed into the pillow, covering my ears with my hand. “No… I am not a killer. I won’t let you hurt people through me anymore, Draco.”

" She hugged him and closed her eyes. Tora was very happy for her friend. Sooner or later, a single footstep came in front of the ball drill. He was in a writing hurry to meet Haya, yet… "Gracious. I didn't pass the point of no return."

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.