Novel & Cerita Drarry Fanfiction Possessive Draco

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

“Worth a shot “, Venus said shrugging her shoulders. “Spring’s flowers•Summer’s heat •Autumn’s fall• Winter’s Ice AUTUMN PACK Draco had just eaten lunch and was very satisfied. He stretched his long legs on the recliner in his office while staring into oblivion. The thinking was something he did often and getting lost in his thoughts was his favorite pastime. Clad in tattoos from neck down, he played with his dangling ear piercing. A knock on the door. The most irritating sound he’d ever heard. Second to slurping. “What?”, he said, his deep smooth voice echoing in his naked room.

I said, taking a glass of water and gulping it down. Why did he feel possessive of her? She was not us to claim, but I felt she belonged to me alone. “So Enzo… After this, training is for Rhiannon, right?” Drake asked, making me shift my attention to him. She glanced at me and then back at her father. “Yes,” I said, putting on the apple I got from the basket. Eating with these people made my taste buds sour. I hated it and all I was waiting for was the moment I could show my true feelings.

[Carnelia] One thing to remember about drakes is that they cannot resist a good chase. Especially if the drakaina they are chasing is their fated mate. The pull to chase, catch, mark, and mate is so overwhelmingly strong that a drake denied this instinctual right will find themselves falling into a heat so terrible they will tear down the world to complete their union. It is such a part of dragon society, especially among royal dragons, that unions are not considered properly sealed until the chase has occurred.

There was something about me that attracted him—my eyes, my voice, I was unique and beautiful. He replied with arrogance, "This whole place belongs to me. I make the rules, and everyone is under Dragon’s control, Jenny." I approached him slowly, with the same arrogance, and said, "Aren’t you embarrassed to be such a vulgar Alpha Dragon? This time hasn’t changed you at all." I moved away from him, then turned and winked, "You shouldn’t go out without your driver, Dragon." I left with a smile. He was vulgar and cold, almost like Jackson with his false arrogance.

There was a small pool of blood under her head, soaking into the rug. Draco rose, stretched himself lazily, and walked over to her corpse. He crouched, gripping her chin and forcing her slack jaw shut as if he was mocking her silence. “You hear that, sweetheart?” he whispered with a cruel smile. “Looks like Daddy’s getting promoted. No more scraping for leftovers in the shadows. No more answering to petty bosses and puffed up Alphas who think their cocks are bigger than mine. No…” He let her head fall back with a heavy thud. “Time to carve myself a throne out of blood and bones.”

They lingered on the carving on her torso. Seeing that word ‘mine’ again goaded Draco. He wanted to touch it so badly. With a mountain of effort, he held himself back. No touching, he told himself. His eyes drifted past her belly button to the patch of soft dark hair on her groin. He loved how sexy she looked. Draco felt his cock rising, brushing over the fly of his breeches. He hungered to bring it out, clutch it before her, and wank it while she watched. Fuck! He moaned inwardly, steeling his spine. No touching, he reminded himself again.

Hearing sad stories was painful, especially living alone in a strange place. Draco felt that his life was a responsibility he had to fulfill for the future of the dragons. He didn't have time to think about himself. He didn't even know whether he deserved love or not. His life was a duty and responsibility, nothing else. Draco felt his energy drain rapidly when he was around humans. He longed for the hidden dragon lair where he grew up, but Draco couldn't return. He had to face his destiny. Draco had to find a way to keep his true identity as a dragon hidden until he managed to find his golden dragon’s heart.

Raven scowls, unable to fathom the reason for the harsh words, “we don’t even know each other. Why’re you being mean to me? I only asked where Draco is.” “Stop calling him that name. Your Draco or whoever is not MY Rex. Stay the fuck away from us.” Her Rex. The words twist something deep and painful inside Raven. She never imagined that one day another woman would lay claim to Draco and be so possessive of him. She never had reason to or rather, Draco never gave her a reason to. Once their relationship started getting serious, he immediately made it clear that she was his priority, the only female friend he needed and he kept the rest of the ladies that were swooning over him at an arm and a

“You think you’ve beaten me?! Listen to me! I’ll never accept a son like you! I’ll never let you inherit my fortune!” Draco smirked. “Keep your fortune. I don’t want it. I came here just to laugh at your fate. Remember? You drove my mother to despair, to suicide. Now you’re the one behind bars. Be grateful you’re in prison—better that than dead, right? Oh, and one more thing: you wanted Luna so badly, didn’t you? Well, let me make it clear—Luna is mine. She’s carrying my child. Don’t ever dream of having her. You’ll always lose to me, Danny Fergie.” “Bastard!” Danny lunged and grabbed Draco’s collar, but the guards quickly pulled him back.